Stone (Obsessed Alpha 1)

“Take it easy. I don’t want you to break your pussy.” He slides out of me and drops low, licking my stickiness, and I almost come.

“I’m going to come,” I stutter, bending my back. He rises up and thrusts back into me.

“We’re coming together,” he promises as he peppers kisses on my spine. I bow my back as he slips his hand around my stomach and tugs me back into him. My hands reach back and rest on his thighs as he pumps up into me with his head pressed against the middle of my neck. “Come for me,” he demands, causing me to splinter into a million pieces.

I cry out, shouting his name, “Stone. Stone. Stone.”

He thrusts up one more time, shooting his load into my depths. I can feel my walls absorb as much as they can, but I know it’s never going to be enough. We sit like this until we catch our breaths. Then he rolls us to our sides onto the mattress, still spooning.

“I could sleep for a week,” I sigh as exhaustion hits me.

“Well, maybe just the night,” he whispers, pressing his hand between my legs.

“Yes, just the night. Goodnight, Stone.” I have one eye open, and I still want him badly.

“Goodnight, Sweets.” He kisses my temple and relaxes. Soon I hear his breathing even out. I’m falling in love.

Chapter Eight

Stone

I slide my arms around her waist as she gets ready for school. I’m going to miss her like crazy. At least when she works for the company full time, I’ll get to see her all I want. My obsession only grows with every day that passes. It’s insane how nuts I am when it comes to her. “Hey, beautiful, I’m putting you with Adriana in design once you get to the office.”

She spins to face me with her bared breasts grazing my chest, and my dick jabbing into her belly. We’re going to be late if I keep thinking about her sexy naked body on me. “Oh, Stone, I can’t believe you’re serious.” I can’t believe that she still doubts my sincerity. Does she not get that she owns my soul?

“I told you, Sweets. I want you to have a chance to learn like you wish.” I crush her lips to mine, kissing her hard and fast then pulling back to see her pretty eyes glazed with lust. Shit, it takes every ounce of control to walk away. As I reach the bedroom door, I say, “Now finish getting ready or we’re both going to be late.”

We part ways when Bridger takes her to school. I trust him to protect my girl since he’s a retired Marine who I know has done some specialized side jobs that I don’t ask questions about. He’s to wait for her there and then drive her to the office as soon as she’s done, but I gave him an order to watch out for any bastards trying to flirt with my wife. Demi wasn’t my wife, yet, but she will be in a matter of weeks if I have my way.

The second I’m in the office, I’m bombarded by my assistant. “Sir, you look happy today.”

“I am. I had a great weekend. My first meeting is at nine, but can you send Adriana in?” I ask as I turn on my laptop.

“She’s not here today. She’s still on vacation.”

“Oh shit, I forgot. She doesn’t come back until tomorrow.” What am I supposed to do with Demi? I hope she doesn’t think I’d been bullshitting with her about the position.

There are other employees in the design department, but there’s no way I’m going to let her work and learn from Grant and Jose. Hell no. I can just see them hovering over her and being able to see down her blouse. I’d kill them.

“When Ms. Sweets comes in, send her to my office,” I remark, taking off my suit jacket and sitting behind my desk.

“Um…is there something I need to know.” As my assistant and the one in charge of the interns, I suppose she has a point, but I can’t say I care for her tone.

“Only that I planned to have her work with Adriana today.”

“How about one of the guys? Jose’s in,” she offers.

“No, I want her to work with Adriana.” She looks at me suspiciously, but I’m not going to debate her on it. I don’t care if she finds out that I’ve fallen for the intern and that I’ve buried my cock in her tight, tiny pussy all weekend, filling her with my seed, and praying that I got her knocked up.

“Okay, then—I’ll get your coffee.”

“Thank you, Ms. Riley.” And that’s the first smile she’s given me since I got off the elevator.

“Anything for you,” she whispers in a sultry voice as she looks up at me. I get an eerie feeling and hope that I’m reading her wrong. As long as she’s been working for me she’s acted professionally. Then again, I’ve never shown any attention to any female, so maybe I’ve rattled her cage. Fuck. I hate to let a good employee go.