Free Resolution (Heart of Stone) by D H Sidebottom Page A

my stomach
tightened in anticipation to what I knew was coming.
    “Well my
head was fucked Ava… I... well, I woke up and she… she was there… in my bed” he
cringed.
    My blood
froze. “Who was?” I asked oh so slowly.
    He swallowed
heavily. “I need to tell you before she does because I know she will” he
swallowed again.
    “WHO?” I
yelled.
    “Rebecca” he
whispered.
    A sob tore
from my throat and he shook his head rapidly. “I don’t think I did though Ava,
I mean I know I was high but I’m positive I didn’t sleep with her baby, in fact
I know I didn’t, I think I would know the next morning, baby” he said
frantically.
    “DON’T YOU
FUCKING CALL ME THAT EVER AGAIN, NOW GET THE FUCK OUT!!!” I screamed at him.
    “Ava no, I’m
sorry baby” he declared.
    I picked up
my glass and threw it against the wall. “GET FUCKING OUT YOU BASTARD” I roared
as I shook my head at him.
    He closed
his eyes in pain but turned and left and I slid down the cupboard and collapsed
on the floor. I pulled at my hair and screamed in pain and hurt. Why did he
keep doing this to me? I thought he loved me!
     
     I wept and
sobbed as I curled up within myself and I felt myself being dragged onto someone’s
lap and arms tightened around me.
    I looked up
to see Elijahs’ pained expression. “Shush Ava, he doesn’t deserve your tears”
he whispered into my hair.
    “Why does he
keep doing this to me?” I sobbed. “He’s fucking destroying me” I cried and he
stroked his thumb across my cheek, wiping away the tears that fell.
    “Shush, Ava”
he repeated.
     
    My screams
turned to sobs and then to weeps and then sniffles as Elijah rocked me steadily
and rhythmically.
    My head was
rested against his chest and the rhythm of his heart lulled me into relaxation.
 I sighed deeply. “Your hair smells amazing” Elijah said softly and I tilted my
head back slightly and looked at him.
    “Thank you”
I smirked and his lips lifted on one side.
    “Sorry” he chuckled,
“very random.”
    I grinned at
him and his eyes softened as he gazed at me, his breathing deepened as did my
own and I parted my lips and licked them as his eyes dropped to them.
     
    He leaned in
and brushed over my lips with his as he hovered over me, his warm breath
breezed over my mouth whilst he waited for my refusal but he didn’t get one.
    My hand
slipped into his hair and I pulled his mouth to mine and I kissed him, needy
and demandingly. He returned it with as much need and passion, slipping his
tongue into my mouth and tracing along my teeth with it.
    A moan
rumbled from my throat and he returned it with a long heavy groan as both his
hands slid around the side of my face and into my hair.
    He deepened
the kiss and a hand left my hair and slid down my back to cup my backside and
pull me further onto him and I could feel his erection straining against his
trousers. I swung one leg over him and straddled him and one of his hands slid
up my side, over my ribs and he gently embraced my breast.
    I moaned and
pushed myself further into his hand as he started to softly caress and massage
me, his thumb stroking over my erect nipple. I slid my crotch over his hard
length and he groaned loudly as his mouth left mine and journeyed downwards
onto my neck.
    “You smell
so good Ava. Your scent drives me wild” he rumbled and I grabbed his ponytail
and pushed him further into my neck.
     
    I rocked
against him again, harder this time and I heard him hiss “Fuck, I need to feel
you” he snarled.
    I groaned as
his hands parted my robe and swept under my vest and over the bare skin of my
breasts. “Oh god” I moaned as I rubbed on him harder and faster.
    He pushed my
vest up and gazed at my breasts, his expression full of lust and want. “I need
your mouth on my breasts” I told him, my voice low and carnal.
    He sucked in
a breath through his teeth and bent down and caressed a nipple with his hot
mouth, flicking at it with his tongue and sending sparks