Incineration (Heart of Stone) Page 12

  CHAPTER 20

  Mason dropped me back at my cottage late afternoon so I could dress for Brian’s party. He was due to pick me up at 8 O’clock and I felt lighter than I had done in years; His support and tenderness had cracked more of my shell.

  My phone rang just before Mason arrived “Hey Ava” Courtney said “You didn’t ring me babe and I was getting worried” I groaned “Oh god, sorry Hun” she laughed “it’s okay Ava. How did it go with Mason?” she asked cautiously “Good, we talked and I opened up and told him everything” I told her and I heard her heavy sigh of relief “Oh babe. I’m glad but just be careful okay. Take it slow and see how it goes, I don’t want to see him hurt you anymore. You’re the usual fighter in our circle but I swear to god, if he hurts you…” she broke off and I smiled at her protectiveness “I know Courtney. I have to go Hun, I’m off to Brians’ party”

  We said our hurried goodbyes as Mason knocked on the door. I swung it open, turning quickly to slip into my shoes and grab my bag and when I turned back round to him he was frozen in the doorway.

  His eyes were dark and hooded, his bottom lip pulled severely in his teeth and his fists were clenched at his sides. His eyes were boring into me “Mason?” I asked, confused at his expression “Jesus Ava, you look…you look…Fuck!” he groaned and raked his hair with his hands.

  I wore a deep grey silk dress that plunged down to my navel at the front, my breasts secured with special tape. The rear was pure lace down to the tip of my ass and luckily came with a built-in crotch. I grinned slyly “You like my dress?” I asked, my eyebrow and lip lifting “Fuck! I’m not gonna be able to keep my hands off you” he growled and I laughed and pulled him back through the door, locking up and leading him to the limo he had waiting for me “You hired this for me?” I asked and he nodded, still unable to speak.

  He grabbed the champagne and poured us both a glass. His hands were trembling and his pupils were still shot as he took a sip and I placed my glass in the holder and trailed my finger over his jaw and leant into his ear “Are you hard for me Mason?” I breathed and he groaned as I cupped his erection “Ava don’t touch me, not unless you want me to embarrass myself” I gave him a slow grin and slid his zip down, pulling his rock hard erection free “Wow, that looks painful” I teased and nibbled his earlobe.

  He moaned loudly and sucked in his lips “Would you like me to help you out?” I asked him huskily and he panted as I took him in my hand tightly squeezing “Ava please Baby?” he begged and I chuckled and slid down.

  I mouthed his sack and sucked gently as my thumb slid over his tip, smearing the pre-cum that had escaped. He groaned louder and gripped my hair as my tongue swept the full length of his huge cock, flicking at the tip and then I slid my mouth round him and plunged all the way to the base of him. He hissed harshly and bucked his hips and I groaned against him “Shit” he growled as my murmurs reverberated around his shaft.

  His grip tightened in my hair as he pumped his hips, thrusting himself into my mouth and as I bared my teeth and slid them over him, he jerked violently, filling my mouth with his hot, salty cum “Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!” He snarled and struggled for breath “Christ Ava” he rasped. I reached up and kissed him “You taste even better with my cum on your lips” he breathed and I moaned and squirmed against him. His finger traced the edge of the gape on my dress and I sucked in a breath and just as his fingers slid onto my thigh there was a tap on the privacy screen of the car. I groaned loudly “So not fair” I pouted and Mason chuckled “I’ll make it worth the wait Baby. I’m gonna fuck you into next week when I get you home” he whispered and I slapped his arm “Mason stop! Otherwise it will be my turn to embarrass myself”. He laughed and climbed from the car as our door swung open and the driver stood waiting for our departure.

  As we approached the doors to the private club that Brian had hired, I hesitated; the hairs on the back of my neck stood on end and my body exploded in a cold shiver, goose bumps erupting all over my body. I spun round, checking out my surroundings as the feeling of being watched overwhelmed me. “Ava?” Mason queried, moving his gaze to where I was scanning, a deep furrow on his forehead. I shook myself and cleared my head “Nothing, just a strange feeling” I shrugged and entered the building, Masons hand tightly gripping mine.

  The room was filled to the brim and I was pleased that so many people admired Brian enough to turn up. I quickly found him in the crowd and as soon as he saw me a huge grin erupted on his face and he hugged me tight. “Ava, you look beautiful sweetheart” he beamed, cupping my face and kissing my forehead. Masons hand tightened in mine and he glared at Brian “Put her down Brian” he said light-heartedly but I could feel the tension in him.

  I stole a quick scowl at him and shook my head slightly “Oh simmer down Mason, I don’t see her like that. She’s like family” Brian scolded and Mason nodded and dropped my hand as he scooped Brenda into a hug. She squeezed him hard and then turned to me “Ava Darling. You look incredible. That dress is gonna make some men hot under the collar tonight” she winked and Mason growled. I rolled my eyes at him “Don’t panic Baby, I’m here with you” I told him and he huddled me close, kissing my lips sensually.

  Brenda cocked her head and pursed her lips “Mason” she uttered and he turned to her “I am just going to say this once and then it’s done with. You hurt her and I will personally make it my mission to destroy you” she said bluntly. Mason nodded and took her hand “Brenda, if I hurt her I will personally destroy myself” he told her frankly and they held each other’s gaze for a moment and when she nodded, everybody relaxed.

  Brian and Brenda left us to go and mingle and Mason led me to the bar “Vodka and cranberry and a scotch on ice” he ordered “I’ll take a vodka and cranberry then” I mocked and he rolled his eyes “Don’t be awkward Ava” he said stiffly and I childishly poked my tongue at him.

  The sensation of been watched filled me again and I took another glance round the room but couldn’t make out anybody staring so I quickly shook myself off again before Mason noticed.

  We found the rest of his friends and sat at their table; Sam was seated with a lovely dark haired woman, who I found out was Marcy, his long term girlfriend and she seemed shy but was pleasant to chat to. Greg was there but on his own and the weird guy, Mark with the scars was sat with a blonde tart on his knee, who’s lips were glued to his neck and me and Marcy rolled our eyes and giggled as we heard her slurps and wet kisses on his ear “Jesus, any wetter and we’re all gonna have to swim out of here tonight” she laughed and our friendship was secured, she had a wicked sense of humour and had me in hysterics for most of the night.

  Mason was constantly touching me all night; his fingers were either sliding up the edge of my thigh under the table or tracing the outline of my breasts at the edge of my dress. He was holding my hand and every so often he would pull me over for a kiss and to whisper dirty things in my ear; laughing as I squirmed in my chair.

  “Why don’t you just straddle him and put him out of his misery” Greg said to me and laughed when Mason grinned and said “Good idea” pulling me across and onto his lap.

  He was nibbling my ear and telling me what he wanted to do to me when Rebecca placed both her hands on the back of my empty chair and glared at us “Oh for God’s sake Mason, put her down” she sneered, her jealousy evident on her face “You’re only jealous Rebecca” Sam mocked.

  She snapped her head up and curled her lip slyly “Oh I’m not worried Sam, he’ll be back in my bed soon enough” she smirked and then turned to me “You see Ava, me and Mason have great coke-fuelled sex and somehow I can’t imagine you being into that” she taunted.

  Mason went to shift but I put my hand on his arm and cocked my head at Rebecca and laughed “Have you never thought why Mason needs to be pumped up on coke to fuck you Rebecca?” I mocked and everybody at the table erupted in laughter as she paled slightly. “You see Rebecca” I drawled in the same tone she’d used on me “Me and Mason have fucking amazing
mind-blowing sex without the need for coke” I shrugged and Mason jigged me about on his knee “I can vouch for that. She’s so fucking hot in bed I can’t get enough of her” he growled and slammed his lips on mine, kissing me passionately “You’re just a fucking whore” she jeered and my rage snapped. I shot off Masons knee, grabbed her by the neck and slammed her against the wall “I am gonna warn you once Rebecca” I snarled “Don’t fucking cross me or I will completely fucking obliterate you” I growled and dropped my hands “Now fuck off and don’t come near me or Mason again”

  I turned back to Mason and I just glimpsed her hand shoot out behind me, I whirled round, caught her wrist and smashed my fist in her face. She shot backwards and bumped into the wall, holding her hand against her cheek, tears stinging her eyes.

  Mason stood, walked around me and held his hand out to her, she grabbed his hand and as he pulled her up she gave me a wry smirk in victory. He leaned in close to her ear and whispered something; her face paled and she huffed, pushed him away and stormed off.

  He turned back to me, grabbed my hand and sat back down, pulling me back onto his lap before twisting me round and gripped my backside, squeezing harshly “That was so fucking hot” he declared and the rest of the table broke down in hysterics. “Bloody hell Ava. Next time I go out partying I’m taking you with me as my bitch” Marcy laughed and I shrugged “I don’t like her” I stated and everybody laughed again “Never!” Sam howled and Marks girlfriend just sat staring at me, with what looked like fear on her face.

  I turned to Mason “What did you say to her?” I asked. “I just said ‘Ava’s right Rebecca. I need the coke to blot out your fucking face’ ” he shrugged but grinned when everybody laughed “Ouch!” Greg chuckled.

  Marcy stood and pulled on my hand “Let’s dance Ava” she declared and dragged me onto the dance floor. I relaxed myself and my body started thrumming to the rhythm of the music as me and Marcy flung our heads back and danced without a care.

  A tall blonde guy started jigging towards us and Marcy rolled her eyes as he moved in front of her, facing me and swinging his hips. I stifled a giggle at his highly embarrassing moves and slid to the side to dance with Marcy again but he persevered and swept in front of me again. I glared at him and shook my head but he started moving towards me, his hips still gyrating to the music. I shook my head more firmly but he got close and placed his hands on my hips. I stopped abruptly, removed his hands and mouthed ‘fuck off dickhead’ over the music. He flung his head back and laughed then pressed himself against me and put his hands on my backside.

  I shot backwards and all of sudden he spun round and Mason punched him hard “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH HER!!!” he roared and smacked him again. I shot forwards and pulled Masons arm back, but he growled and shook me off. His pupils had dilated, his face was contorted in rage and he had a dark menace in his eyes.

  I was starting to panic when Mason thumped him again, the power in his arms annihilating the mans’ nose “MASON!!” I shouted and Greg and Sam charged towards us and they each grabbed Masons’ arms and held him back. He was glaring at the man with such malevolence that even I feared him at that moment; the evilness in his face gave him a chilling appearance and Blondie scrambled backwards at the sight of him, his face pale against the blood that was pouring down his face. He held his hands up in terrified surrender as Brian and another bloke rushed over, helped him up and swiftly took him away from Mason.

  I stood frozen at Masons’ level of fury, I had seen plenty of fights, even been in them, but the strength and force he displayed was staggering. Mason finally shook his head, clearing the haze in his eyes and turned to me, cocking his head at my expression. “What the Hell Mason?” I stuttered and he shrugged nonchalantly “He touched you” he stated bluntly as though this excused his behaviour. I scoffed “I was handling it” I shook my head, at his calmness.

  He stalked towards me and grabbed my wrists, holding them behind my back and pulling my body close to his “Nobody else touches you but me” he growled. I stood motionless, speechless at his dominance as he glared at me, then his eyes dropped to my mouth before his lips crushed mine in a forceful kiss, a kiss to mark me and claim me. His tongue demanded entry and he groaned when I submitted and kissed him back with fierceness, the adrenaline now turning into a desperate need, a highly charged arousal heated my blood and I pulled him closer, grabbing his arse and moaning into his mouth.

  He pulled away, grabbed my hand and pulled me back to the table, snatching up my bag and pulling his phone from his pocket “We’re going” he barked and tugged me through the club to the waiting limo, without saying goodbye to anybody.

  As soon as we we’re seated in the car his mouth crashed down on mine, devouring me and bruising my lips as he kissed me brutally. His fingers swept up my dress and as he felt the wetness in my crotch he growled loudly “I am gonna fuck you so hard, you’ll forget your name and be screaming mine” he snarled and his fingers plunged into me, his thumb flicking my clit as my head shot back and I cried out, his intense lust for me had me panting in need and my inhibitions flew out the window.

  He crushed his mouth over mine, swallowing my screams as his fingers pummelled me roughly “Come on Ava, I want your come dripping down my fingers” he whispered harshly “I want your orgasm to rip you in half” his fingers were now pounding me and I bucked wildly as my climax tore through me “Yes Baby, give it me, it’s mine!” Mason rasped and bit my neck as I panted harshly “God!” I hissed, my body still trembling from my powerful orgasm.

  Mason removed his fingers and placed them in his mouth, licking my cum off them “You taste so fucking good Ava”.

  The car stopped and he didn’t wait for the driver to open the door as he shot out and pulled me with him, fumbling desperately with the key trying to unlock the door.

  When he finally managed to open it, he pulled me inside, kicked the door shut, and grabbing my wrists he spun me round, held my hands above my head and pulled my dress up, shoving me against the wall. He impaled me in one angry thrust and I screamed; the intense way he was taking me had me panting for more. “Yes Mason, YES!” I shouted, as he pounded into me, still gripping my wrists tightly.

  My face was slamming against the wall with every powerful thrust “You feel me Ava?” he demanded, his voice loud in the quietness of the room “Yeah?” I wasn’t sure if he was asking a question or just making a statement “Yes! I can feel every fucking hard inch of you” I growled back to him as his pounding got faster and harder and my body was on fire “You’re mine Ava, all fucking mine!”

  He gave one hard thrust “OH FUCK AVA!” he roared as he exploded inside me, triggering my own orgasm as we slammed into each other, his knees buckling underneath him as he let go of my wrists and embraced my stomach, holding me tightly against him.

  He rested his head against my shoulder, breathing harshly as we both came down from the incredible high until he withdrew, turned me around and lifted me up, carrying me over to the sofa where he sat and curled me into his lap.

  “Did I hurt you Baby?” he sounded worried and I swiftly shook my head “No, I’m good” I rasped. “You’re fucking amazing” he whispered in my ear and gently stroked my back until we both drifted into an exhausted sleep.

  CHAPTER 21

  I woke the next morning in Masons’ bed, aching everywhere. My head and knuckles hurt, my cheek was swollen and painful and my legs felt heavy and sore. I climbed out of bed and slipping on Masons’ blue T-shirt went in search of him.

  As I approached the kitchen I heard him on the phone “Well fucking deal with it, I don’t care” he snapped, then sighed angrily “We’ll pay him off, I’m sure the fucking scrote won’t take much” he huffed again “You know how to deal with him if he doesn’t accept it” he turned towards me as he heard me enter. His face clouded over and he bit his lip “I’m done” he snapped to the phone and abruptly ended the call.

  His fists clenched as he continued to scrutinise me. I stilled and frowned
at his expression “Mason?” I asked hesitantly. He sighed heavily and stalked towards me and placing a finger under my chin he tilted my head back and his eyes darkened “I hurt you” he uttered and I frowned deeper “No you didn’t” I told him, confused. His finger trailed along my cheek and I recoiled and hissed as pain shot through me. He scowled and bit his bottom lip “I did that to you”

  I pulled away and went to look in the hall mirror and gasped when I saw the huge purple bruise on my cheek. He came up behind me and placed his arms around my shoulders and hugged me “I’m sorry Ava” he whispered, the desperation in his voice making me turn round and cup his face “Mason, if you had hurt me I would have stopped you. I could have moved my face off the wall but to be quite honest in the heat of the moment, I didn’t feel a thing.” He cocked an eyebrow in amusement “Well I couldn’t feel the pain” I grinned and he brushed his lips against mine “I’m sorry Baby” he breathed against my mouth “I know but honestly I’m fine. We can’t have rough sex without a few bruises” I winked and walked to the kitchen to pour a coffee.

  I sat on a stool and pursed my lips at a sudden thought “Mason. Where was Dane last night?” I asked and noticed his jaw tighten and his fists clench but he just shrugged. “Mason?” I tried again but he turned away “We had a row” he said and I narrowed my eyes “What about?” I had a feeling I already knew but he shrugged again “It doesn’t matter” he asserted and I glared at him “Mason, turn around” I commanded and he slowly spun round to look at me.