Phoenix Stone: Stone Brothers Series, #1

Prologue

November 4, 2017 - Two Years Ago

Juniper

Mom always told me not to take anything or anyone for granted, that life is too short, and you never know what the future may hold. Truer words could not have been spoken to me; I know that now more than ever.

When she and dad met, they fell instantly in love: within their first year together they were married, and mom became pregnant with me.

She eventually decided to be a stay-at-home mother, not the norm in our society, while dad continued to work for his family business, Well’s Wine as a vice president. Soon afterwards when dad’s father retired, dad took over running the operation as president of the company. Life was perfect for them and me because of the people they were and how they generally lived their lives.

Not only were they high-spirited, joyful parents with me, they were also quite generous people and believed they had a moral obligation to share their wealth helping others, no matter what the cause or circumstance. I still carry on this belief on their behalf by making large charitable donations to charities I believe in. However, being here tonight at an event that they always would have attended causes memories of them to flood my mind – a lot of them good, but unfortunately some bad.

It’s been five years to this very day since the plane crash that caused me to lose them. They were all I had left and everything that has ever mattered to me the most in this world. Attending a charity event such as this one reminds me of that too much, but I find it’s always easier for me to become invisible in large functions. It also provides me with an opportunity to find the one I need for only a night.

When they were still alive, life was full of laughter and lots of love. Now I only feel any type of joy or love if I’m in anyone’s arms; not the best way to find the affection I crave. I know this, but it’s all I care to have or need, because I’m too scared to open my heart to love truly again. Finding affection through strangers for short interludes is what I’ve restricted myself to enjoying nowadays. And tonight, seems to be no different for what I’m craving to find.

As I scan the crowded room, I see the one I need standing across from me. He’s tall, dark, and, of course, handsome as hell. Oh God, he’s truly panty wetting handsome. Just as I bring my eyes back up to his face after mentally devouring his body, he lifts his eyes to meet mine and I stare into the deepest midnight blue eyes I’ve ever seen. He begins to walk in my direction causing the crowd to part and allow a straight path right to me. I can’t breathe or even blink. The feeling I have of being a lost prey to a fierce predator comes over me. He is my captor and a dream takes over me once more.

As he approaches, I notice that he is tall, at least 6’5", and his slick ebony black hair that had seemed shorter from a distance is much longer on the top. It looks as soft as satin and automatically I picture running my fingers through it as he buries his face between my legs while he devours my wet pussy. Fuck, he’s going to make me orgasm just from his looks alone.

I continue my appraisal and see a strong jaw line which frames his face coupled with full, lush lips that I can’t wait to taste. To look this handsome should be illegal for just one person, and I’m assured he knows this as well by the cocky grin he produces with every step that brings him closer towards me. My legs start to close to relieve the pressure forming between them as a slight noise escapes my trembling lips. Oh God, did I just whimper out loud? I hope he didn’t hear me.

Someone as beautiful as yourself should be in a man’s strong arms, not skulking within the shadows alone, he states when he finally stops in front of me.

Maybe I’ve been waiting for the right pair of arms to be intertwined with, I utter breathlessly in return.

The cutest dimple shows up when he smirks causing his eyes to sparkle with a dark hidden meaning that sends shivers down my back. Care to join me on the floor then? he asks, and I don’t think he is talking about the dance floor.

It would be my pleasure, I reply through slightly dry lips.

Placing his hand on the small of my back he begins to guide me on the dance floor, causing heat to spread throughout my whole body and even more moisture to pool between my legs. With just this simple touch of his hand, why does my body react every time to such a small meaningless touch? Because it craves this type of affection, my subconscious screams and I choose to ignore my inner turmoil.

When we reach the middle of the crowded dance floor, he pulls me into his arms and I know once more I’m lost to another dangerous man, for only the night of course, but lost, nevertheless. It seems easier to give into this darkness every time than fight for the light that burned out since I lost my family.

I’m William, and what should I call my beautiful dance partner this evening? he asks, so close to my face I can feel his hot breath tingle across my over stimulated skin next to my ear.

June, I manage to whisper in return to his question.

I’m usually a very controlled woman in everything else I do with my life, so why can’t I seem to be able to think straight around men like him? Because they give you what you desire! the little voice I can’t seem to shut out lately screams into my thoughts again. But, as usual, I ignore it.

As he moves us around the floor I feel his hand slowly make a trail from the middle of my back downwards where his fingers spread just above my ass, then he gently pulls me forward against his hard chest and even harder cock.

Care to join me in my suite, June? he says devilishly.

As I gaze up into his eyes, I know I’ve already lost myself to him and I would do anything he asks me to. Yes, I answer breathlessly.

He abruptly stops our dancing, then gripping my hand tightly walks us directly from the ballroom to the elevator doors of the hotel where the event is taking place. We both enter in silence and I watch as he casually presses the button for the top floor. Once the doors are closed though, I’m pushed up against the mirrored wall, with my hands pinned behind my back by one of his, while his other hand grabs me by my neck. He is controlling me into submission with his hands, all the while staring ominously down into my eyes. Suddenly his lips crush mine almost in a desperation I understand only too well.

They are unexpectedly soft, but the actual kiss is fierce. He runs his tongue along my lips and as mine part, he lets go of my hands. My arms automatically wrap around his neck and I run my fingers through his hair tugging at it until he moans into my mouth. One of his hands grasps my head, tilting it to give him better access to my mouth, while the other lifts my leg at my thigh wrapping it around his hip. When he grinds my core with himself, I hear the ping of our arrival at the top floor and suddenly he’s releasing me. I gulp in huge breaths of air and try to stand back up onto my trembling legs from where he’s released me.

As the doors open, he once again grips my hand and leads us down a quiet hallway until we are standing in front of two large double doors marked with a discreet sign that says, Presidential Suite.

He produces a key card, taps it against the electronic lock, and then tugs me through the opened doors he has unlocked. Barely inside the door, once again I’m slammed against the wall while he ravages my mouth. His hand finds the long slit on the left side of my dress and he grabs my leg while moving my dress up my thigh causing it to hitch upwards revealing my soaked pussy to him. I wrap my foot around his hip and pull him closer until his huge cock presses against my throbbing core causing me to moan loudly against his mouth.

Grabbing my ass with his left hand, he grinds me against him, driving me even wilder with need. I place my hands in his jacket and push it off his shoulders until he hastily shrugs it off and I hear it land on the ground with a thud. He pushes my dress up even higher until it’s cinched at my waist, then he grabs my ass to lift me up onto him where I wrap my legs around the middle of that killer body. My arms are around his neck and my fingers are clasping fistfuls of his hair... and all the while his mouth has never left mine.

He walks us from the foyer of the suite quickly to the bedroom. When we arrive at the end of the bed, he stops kissing me and places me onto my feet. Staring down into my eyes, his chest is rising and falling as he pants for breath too, breathing as heavily with need as I am.

I wonder if that pussy of yours tastes as good as your mouth, he utters as he steps towards me, brushing my hair from my shoulder which causes my skin to burn from his light touch. Then reaching behind me, he slowly lowers my zipper as his fingertips trace down my spine. Next, he pushes the straps down my arms until the gown slides over my body and pools onto the floor, leaving me in nothing but my undergarments.

I step out of the dress as his eyes continue to roam over my body. Beautiful, he whispers, as he cups my breasts through the black lace of my bra.

He tugs down each cup and pinches the nipples causing them to harden even more under his touch. He wraps a hand around my right breast and passes his tongue across the nipple before sucking it into his mouth. I grab his head and hold him there while he massages and licks my entire breast. My head falls back, my eyes close, sheer desire making my mouth part on a loud groan.

Kissing his way to the other breast, he continues the same lavish treatment on that one. I could lick and suck these all night, but you’re making me so fucking hard I need to be inside of you soon, he growls.

Suddenly he grabs me by my waist and throws me into the middle of the huge bed. I bounce once and then lay still while I’m captured by his eyes again. He tugs at his tie and drops it to the floor, and then he starts to undo the buttons of his dress shirt, removing his cufflinks in turn and placing them onto the dresser. When he removes his shirt, I am rewarded with the sight of a well-tanned, muscle-ripped, hairless chest. I allow my eyes to travel down it to his well sculptured abs and finally the V right where his pants sit on his hips. I wait patiently as he unzips his pants and allows them to slip down his legs.

I stare greedily at his black silk boxers that are straining from the large erection that is trying to push through. Licking my lips, I bring my eyes back up to his face where that cocky grin of his breaks across it again. I continue to stare dazed as he begins to prowl his way onto the bed towards me.

Gripping my left foot, he removes my shoe and drops it to the floor, kissing my inner leg afterwards; he does the same to the other. Then he slowly kisses his way up my leg to my thigh, my hip bone, and when he reaches below my navel, he raises his head to look into my eyes then kisses above my panties. I squirm and he smirks because he knows how to play with me already. Please! I beg.

I control when, June, he states, and then continues to kiss his way up my body to my breasts.

Reaching around my back he unclasps my bra, then in one swift motion rips it from me and throws it to the floor. He clutches one breast and kneads it while sucking the other nipple between his teeth. I hold his head as I writhe under his attention, trying to relieve the pressure he is causing in my pussy. He then orders, Stay still or I’ll tie you to the bed. I’m not usually into kinky stuff like that so I automatically stop moving.

Now lying on top of me he begins to ravish my mouth as he grinds his cock hard against me, making me groan with want for it again. Suddenly he stops kissing me and says, Shall I see what your sweet pussy tastes like now?

Without waiting for an answer from me, he then lowers himself in between my legs and tugs at my panties with his teeth. As he is grabbing the sides of my black lace panties, he starts to lower them down my legs, but getting impatient he unexpectedly rips through the sides instead. Spread your legs for me, June, and let me see how wet you are, he demands.

I spread my legs for him like he tells me to, and he runs a finger through my folds. Dripping, I see. Good girl. I think you deserve a reward, he says, But I believe I can make you wetter.

He spreads my lips then leans forward and runs his tongue up the length of my pussy to my clit. I moan and grab fistfuls of the sheets with my hands. Stay still or I will hold off your orgasm longer or give you none at all this time, he threatens. I still myself mindlessly, giving him full control over me once more.

Gripping my right leg, he hangs it over his shoulder then runs his tongue over my pussy again. This time I control myself even though it feels so fucking good. He sticks his tongue into my pussy and starts to pump it in and out of me. I moan and then scream, Yes! He removes his tongue and sucks on my clit while he pushes a finger inside of me.

He continues to suck my clit all the while pumping his finger in and out of my throbbing pussy. I can feel the slow burn rising in my lower belly. Fuck, you’re so tight and on the verge of cumming for me, but not until I tell you to, he states. That’s it, squeeze my fingers, he orders as he guides a second one in and then sucks my clit intensely.

I fist the sheets as my orgasm hits, tipping my head back and scream, William! He sucks and pumps his fingers until my climax slows.

I’m trying to catch my breath when I open my eyes and William is crawling up my body with his boxers removed, wearing a condom on his large thick cock. I’ll allow that orgasm without my permission this time, but you can’t do it without me telling you to for the next one. I nod in acknowledgement.

As he leans on his left arm, he grabs his cock and rubs it up and down my juicy pussy. You ready for me? he asks.

I grab him by the back of his ass and urge him into me. More than ready, I say, and then I start to kiss him this time.

He pushes the head of his cock into my entrance, while sticking his tongue into my mouth so I can taste my arousal on it. He starts to plunge his tongue into my mouth and then in one driving thrust he slams his cock violently inside me, taking me by surprise. He breaks away from my mouth and moans, So fucking tight.

His head comes back down to mine and he starts to pump in and out of me slowly. I don’t know how long I am going to be able to control myself before I fucking lose control! he says through gritted teeth.

Let go, I whimper back, as I thrust my hips to meet his.

There is a dark look that passes his eyes so quickly that I almost miss it and then he starts to thrust hard and fast causing my mind to go blank as I just let go to enjoy the ride. I am lost to him and can feel my climax building inside as he pounds me into the mattress. Don’t cum until I tell you to, he demands.

He lifts his body off me and grabs my ass, lifting my lower half off the bed and then thrusts even deeper. His fingers dig into my hips and I am so close that I feel my pussy tighten around him. Now! he screams as he pinches my clit. As I let go stars burst behind my eyes and I scream again, William!

My pussy squeezes his cock like a vice, and he drives into me a couple more times until he is screaming, Fuck!

Still panting for breath, I’m enjoying the feel of his weight on top of mine, making me feel the warmth I desperately need. As he is trying to catch his breath, I notice our wet bodies are molded to one another, sweat filled forming a perfect fit. He lifts onto his arms to remove his weight and stares down into my eyes. Then leaning down, he kisses my lips sweetly. Suddenly he rears up and I feel the heat gone immediately from the loss of his body pressed against mine. I feel empty all over again.

Let me just go clean up, babe, he says. And I lay watching him as he walks to a door off to the left and turns on the light. Must be the bathroom, I think to myself, then reappearing he climbs back onto the bed saying nothing.

He is on his right side leaning on his arm staring down at me and starts to run his hand up my thigh, causing my pussy to tingle again. I reach my right hand up and brush his long dark hair from his forehead, and then I push his shoulder back onto the mattress as I move on top of him. As he is laying on his back staring up at me, I bring my mouth down onto his, while I grind myself onto his cock. I can feel him hardening underneath me once again. This is what I need: to be wanted, to have him inside of me again.

I break the kiss and start to lick and suck my way down his body this time. When I lightly bite his nipple, his cock jumps beneath me, so I do the same to the other one. I lick his chest, abs, and then make a trail right below his navel as he did to me before. I look up into his lust filled eyes and they share a darkness that is scary but mesmerizing.

As I stare into them, I run my tongue up the length of his shaft. He moans then his hands grab my head, fisting my hair as I suck the head of his cock into my mouth. Yeah, just like that, he says.

I suck his cock into my mouth while hollowing out my cheeks allowing him to hit the back of my throat. I wrap my hand around the base of it and he starts to pump in and out of my mouth. Gripping my hair tighter he takes real control of the pumping, while screaming, Fuck, yeah! Keep going!

My head is hurting from the pressure of him tightly clutching my hair, but it’s making me even wetter because I see how much I am driving him crazy, so I ignore the slight panic feeling and do as he wants.

Next thing I know I am thrown onto my back and William drives into me hard. Ah! I scream from the pain. He pounds into me harder than I have ever had anyone do before. I dig my nails into the bed and grab hold of the sheets as he pushes into me like a madman, totally losing all control of himself. He pulls out again then flips me over on my belly all the while raising and ramming into me from behind as he pulls my hair back with each shove into me. He is slapping my ass with the other hand and suddenly my body climaxes as William throws his head back and cums fiercely into me, yelling, June, fuck...ah! I can feel myself squeezing my orgasm as he continues to pump the last of his jizz inside of me.

Lying within William’s arms afterwards, I should feel relaxed and sated, however; all I can feel is disgusted with myself for allowing him to do that to me. I’m sure I’ll have trouble sitting after the beating he gave my ass and it will be a reminder of how pathetic I really am.

I don’t move as I wait a bit longer until I can hear his breathing even out to be sure he has fallen asleep completely. Slowly sliding out from under his arms I climb off the bed and go in search of my clothes. Once I locate all my items I quickly dress and slip away without a backward glance at the man I’m leaving behind in the bed.

I make my way to my suite where I change my clothes and quickly pack up so that I can leave without seeing him and having to face the humiliation of what I have allowed myself to become. As I drive away, I permit my thoughts to wander over the previous night’s encounter. And even though it was more than satisfying orgasm wise, all I feel is filthy from the night’s sexual interlude.

As I play back the night’s incident, I realize that during the last sexual interlude with William, he hadn’t taken the time to put protection on. Thankfully, I get my birth control shots religiously, but I still send up a silent prayer to the heavens that I haven’t literally screwed the rest of my life up for a bit of affection with a random stranger.

Chapter One

1 Month Ago, January 16, 2020

Phoenix

I am standing in the foyer of this huge house I just bought, looking around and wondering what the fuck I’ve gotten myself into. I don’t purchase estate houses; I don’t purchase any houses period. I purchase companies that are on their last leg and either I break them down to sell for huge profit or restructure them for an even bigger profit. What was I thinking? That’s right. I wasn’t! I say aloud to myself.

While I was driving by on one of my many clear my head moments I saw a sign for the estate sale at the beginning of the long, winding driveway to the mansion. The next thing I knew I was standing in front of this house shaking hands with the realtor to close the deal. Don’t get me wrong, I got a great fucking deal on the place, but seriously, what am I going to do with this much house when I live by myself? Well, I can fix it up with North, my brother’s help, of course, and then sell it for a great profit like I do with everything else, I guess. And I will have my assistant Susannah Winters overlook the whole project, so I don’t have to deal with any of the petty bullshit. Yeah, that’s what I’ll do, I say to myself as I lock up.

I arrive back at work and ask Susannah to get me coffee then to meet me in my office afterwards. I’m pacing back and forth in front of the wall of windows which overlook Seattle’s skyline behind my desk. I’m so immune to the panoramic vista that I don’t even seem to see any of it anymore.

I have a project I need you to manage for me, I state as soon as she walks in and before she can even place my coffee onto my desk.

Taken back by my tone Susannah’s eyes jump to mine, however; being ever the professional, she answers, Certainly sir. What does this project entail?

I’ve closed a deal on an estate in Broadmoor. Even though this is not my typical business investment, I would like you to take control of finding the correct companies to move forward on this project, from start to finish please.

Is there a certain direction you want the design of the estate to go in, because I assume this will eventually be your personal residence afterwards? she asks.

No, it will be going back onto the market once completed. I’m not in need of a new residence, but it was a hell of a deal and you know how I don’t pass those up, I say with a smug grin on my face.

She smiles in understanding because she knows how competitive I can be, especially anything to do with business ventures.

As I pass her the papers that give a detailed description along with pictures of the layout, I say, I trust whichever company you will pick for the re-designing of the house. Just as long as they know they will be using my brother North’s construction company for any of the labor.

North is one of my three brothers. He and River are fraternal twins, aged 28, and couldn’t be more opposite in personality or appearances. North is a bulky 6’4 man dirty blond hair with green eyes like mine and our moms. While River is 6’4, has blue eyes and dark hair like our dads. Then there is Mackenzie who at 26 is the youngest. He is 6’5"and has dirty blonde hair and blue eyes like dads and River.

River and I co-own Stone Industries which we took over from dad five years ago. North owns Stone Development, and Mackenzie has a company called Stone Marketing which does marketing for everything from branding to design at his large firm. If there is a project where we need construction or marketing services, I always turn to my brother’s companies first before hiring outsiders. They’re not only my brothers, but they’re also my best friends and I will always be there for any of them no matter what.

I look up to find Susannah still standing at the end of my desk waiting for an answer. Shit, I spaced out again. What the hell is happening to me lately? Excuse me? I ask.

Susannah says again, Of course, sir. Will there be anything else?

No thanks, Susannah. That will be all.

I don’t know what it is about Broadmoor Estate that’s making me anxious, unless it is the thought of having a family house, (heavy emphasis on the family part). Maybe it’s the bachelor in me scared of settling down; not like that’s ever going to happen anyway.

Now that the delegation of the grunt work on the estate has been taken care of, I try to concentrate back on my work. I come around my desk and remove my jacket, hanging it on the back of my chair. Just as I finish booting up my computer, Susannah re-enters placing the files on my desk that I will need for today’s meetings.

And that’s why I’ve