“You’re teasing me,” she muttered with heavy breaths.
Stone smiled. “No more teasing, baby.”
He dove straight to her pussy and dragged his tongue over her clit. She groaned and pressed herself against his mouth. His hands spread across her stomach as his mouth feasted on her. He stroked her clit slowly over and over until she was panting. His mouth devoured her and he sucked her nub between his lips. Her body spasmed and she moaned loudly. She tasted exactly the way Stone thought she would…sweet. His hands continued to caress her stomach leading up to her breasts. He slid his hands under her shirt and bra and squeezed her breasts gently.
“Mmmm…that’s so good.”
Stone traced every inch of her pussy loving the way she tasted and how her body responded to his touch. He spread his mouth over her smooth sweet spot and he felt her fingers in his hair. His tongue stroked her clit, his rhythm increasing as Sadie tightened her grip on Stone’s hair.
“Yea, like that, don’t stop, don’t…”
Stone flicked his tongue faster while kneading her breasts. Sadie moaned again. His tongue stroked her over and over until he sucked her sensitive nub into his mouth.
“Ahhh…”
Stone continued devouring her and released her breast dragging his hands down to her thighs and spreading them wide. His mouth continued its assault on her pussy and stroked her until her body began to shake and he knew she was coming.
“Yes…yes…”
She moved her hips against his mouth until she slowed down and he felt her body go slack. She was breathing heavy and her legs trembled as he released them from his hold.
He kissed her inner thigh before dragging his body up hers. Her face was relaxed and her eyes were dreamy. He smirked; he put that look on her face.
“We should do that again,” Sadie panted. “Soon.”
Chapter Sixteen
It was Sunday night and Sadie was cooking chicken enchiladas once again. She left Stone’s place about an hour ago. The memory gave her chills.
She glanced over at the clock on the stove. Eight fifteen p.m. He should be there soon. She cleaned up her place and replaced the sheets on her bed hoping that Stone would stay the night with her. In extreme girl mode, she even sprayed a light mist of perfume on her sheets. Sadie was doomed, this man had made her fall for him and now look at her—she was love struck.
Her heart fluttered like a kid on Christmas when his truck pulled up in front of her trailer. She peered out the window and saw him hop out and stride to her door. She ran to the door and opened it, and was treated to his gorgeous smile.
“Hey!” Sadie sighed as she took him in. Tall, muscular, sexy, and all hers. She reached up to his shoulders and pulled him down for a quick kiss. Their lips brushed. When she pulled back from him, his arms circled her waist and she was crushed into his chest. She fell into him and his strong arms tightened around her. Chills ran through her down to her core from the soft gentle kisses on her neck trailing to her ear.
“Greeting your man at the door with food waiting? I like it!”
His chest rumbled against her in laughter matching hers. Stone lifted his head and bowed down to meet her lips.
“Only thing better would be you naked,” he mumbled against her lips.
With a seductive coy smile, she winked. “Next time!”
Dinner came out perfect and she served it on a table this time. Stone had three helpings and continued to rave about how good it was.
“Hot and you can cook? Damn, I’m a lucky guy!” He winked.
She blushed at his compliments but she was excited he loved it. He brought over beer, which they drank in the living room while watching the late game.
“So, this football thing? Is this every Sunday?” Sadie asked.
He chuckled and looked over at her. They were sitting next to each other on the couch. He had his feet propped up on her table while hers were curled up underneath her.
“Yeah, babe, every Sunday for about five months.” He was mocking her, and his smirk was proof that she amused him.
“Oh!” She let out a heavy sigh.
He pulled her into him and placed a kiss on her head and whispered, “Gonna have to get used to it!”
She was going to have to get used to it. What did that mean? Every Sunday they would be watching football? Would she be with him every Sunday? Her heart beat faster and a smile spread across her face. Was he staying? With her in Nebraska? Her mind tried to grasp the possibility of Stone staying in Cedar Bluff. Up until now, there hadn’t been any mention of a future for them. She assumed he’d leave in a couple days and that would be the end of them. But maybe he was coming back.
“Is this you?” Stone asked in a tender tone. He brought her out of her daze.
Sadie looked over at him. He was holding the picture frame of her with Aunt Jenn at the park. She was about five. He must have seen it on the end table. She smiled. Sadie loved that picture.
“Yeah, that’s me.”
“That your mom?”
Sadie shook her head. “It’s my Aunt Jenn, my mom’s sister.”
Sadie watched Stone inspect the picture, his face softened. He leaned over and put it back on the end table. “You were cute as hell.” She smiled. “You looked really happy, Sadie.”
She nodded, tight lipped. “I was.” She fought back the tears.
Stone hugged her tight and his lips pressed against her head. She missed her Aunt Jenn. She tried to hold the tears back but she couldn’t, her tears fell. All the while Stone held her, rubbing her arm and cradling her into his body.
She fell asleep in his arms.
*
Sadie was nestled in front of him on the couch. She fell asleep sometime in the second quarter, she thought. She was awakened by
