Stone hummed in response waiting for my explanation. He moved back slightly so he could see me. It was like he had to hear what I had to say and that he might have died if he did not.

"My theory is that red is not the colour of love. It can't be." I stated before telling him "Not when fairytale green exists."

"That is not a theory. That is the truth." He told me as he moved towards me once again.

I leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to his neck while wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer on top of me.

He pulled back enough to peer at my breasts. His breathing became ragged as he took in the sight of me naked. He swallowed and the large bulge at my thigh twitched.

The huge, calloused hands captured my hips in a tight grip as he leaned down and caught one of my nipples between his lips. He sucked the flesh until they were sore.

I moaned and arched my back off the mattress. I rubbed my body against the hard thick shaft against my leg.

Deep rough curses left his mouth lowly while he peppered kisses all over my collarbone and breasts.

I was going to combust. I was going to die.

Temptation and desire ran through my veins and my fingers reached out to tug at his boxers.

He groaned and thrust his hips up between my legs. The broadness of his erection was peeking out from beneath the elastic of his underwear.

Moans and groans filled the room as I tugged at the material keeping him from me.

My hands shook as I pulled down his briefs and allowed his erection to break free against his stomach.

I felt my eyes widen as I took in the humongous size of him.

I almost screamed bloody murder.

There was no way of describing the unapologetic length and breadth of him. Veins wrapped around his broadness and his sack was heavy. He was as long and as thick as my forearm, maybe even bigger. The thick black hair at the base of him seemed miles away from the tip.

He was all man.

I certainly did not mean what I said at the diner that day we visited the grave. I could not handle it.

One of his fingers was enough to fill me. Never mind his large monster that lived in his trousers.

I wanted to cry.

A small yelp left my mouth which I could not contain.

Concern filled his expression instantly and he immediately tried to pull away from me while reassuring me that we did not have to do anything I did not want to.

I put on a brave face and pulled his large body back towards mine with all my strength.

"Ella." He growled, trying not to flatten me with his broad chest "We don't need to do anything. This was not what tonight was about."