He pressed a soft yet harsh kiss against my lips before grumbling something under his breathing.

The muscular arms clutched me tightly as the giant walked with my body in his arms. He took long determined steps before stopping right beside the dining table.

Stone was a mountain of man. He was so big and thick that it looked like we could have sex standing up. He could just pluck me up with his big strong arms and slide me down his dick.

My lip caught between my teeth and Stone watched the movement hungrily.

I peered up at him and raised a brow while he set me onto the surface of the dining table "What are you doing?"

"I have a thing for you." He promised, his rough voice growing even deeper "I want you everywhere."

The big hands carefully set me down on the edge of dining table. His eyes fell onto my shorts and there was a dark glint of mischief in his eye.

His veiny meaty hands palmed my thigh and nudged for me to open my legs wider.

Everything happened in a demanding haste. My shorts became a ball of ripped jean material at the other side of the dining room.

The dark pair of eyes surveyed me silently as his hands flexed at his sides.

"What is it?" I uttered to him quietly.

"Your size." He answered softly "You are so small, and I never want to hurt you."

I leant back and opened my legs further while I shot him a taunting smile "You can't hurt me with your tongue."

One of his dark eyebrows raised as he challenged gruffly "No? It is wider than the small piece of heaven between your legs."

I felt my face grow heated as I gave him a small pout of disappointment.

My exposed back went cold against the glass of the table suddenly. My eyes that were once looking into Stone's were now peering wide up at the ceiling.

The calloused fingers tangled in my thong in a haste to get no barriers between us. He did not take them off, however. He only pulled the material to the side.

Little gasps and whimpers left me as the giant looming over my body snared the moment. He began to leave kisses on the valley of my breasts before moving down to my stomach and then lower.

His hands roamed determinedly and desperately, gripping skin and stopping me from moving too much.

I liked him manhandling my body. I liked him as the commanding presence in the room.

Warmth was felt again my bare skin between my legs. A gush of air was felt against the sensitive skin as Stone teased and nipped at it.

"Stone." I gasped pleadingly "Stone."

The dominating mouth of the man kissed harshly up my inner thigh as the rough finger remained hooking my panties to the side.