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Stoned Book 2
Watch for the 2nd book in my series on Amazon. I hope to have it available this week. I will post again when it is up for purchase.Kitty Berry
Stoned (The Stone Series Book 2)
The 2nd book of The Stone Series has just become available on Amazon.com
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Reading in the dark
You know you have it bad when you are on vacation sitting in the dark on the balcony with a head-light, yes, a head-light (you know, the kind that miners wear) on so you can read without pissing off your hubby and kids. I’m not saying I did that last not or anything…I’m just saying that if I did you would know that I had it bad. By the way…The Space Between Us by Megan Hart is really good!Kitty Berry
Stoned (The Stone Series Book 2)
I lay down behind her, curl around her and pull her body to mine. When I wrap my arm around her my hand finds hers and my finger absentmindedly begins playing with the ring I gave her. She’s wearing it on her ring finger of her right hand. For a minute I almost wish it was on her left hand. Fuck, what is happening to me? I’m lying here with a woman I haven’t fucked, haven’t even played yet and I’m thinking about her wearing my wedding ring. I need to get laid and fast. I’d hoped that the party at The Society would have moved that along tonight but now I’m not sure the timing is right after the recent events.
I brush the hair off her face and tuck a few pieces behind her ear. She is lovely. Ryan took so much away from her but she managed to survive it all and remain amazing to me and I’m sure everyone else around her. Her strength is what I think will allow her to be mine. She’ll be able to submit when I need her to but retain her sense of self for her everyday life. That’s been the problem with my subs so many times in the past. Once they submit fully to me they are no longer a challenge and become too needy. I think Sydney will continue to challenge me every step of the way. As much as she needs to submit I can also see her trying to top me. And the scary thing is, I just may let her.
Sydney stirs and turns to face me. I plant a soft kiss on her forehead then another on her nose. She smiles as she wakes and when she opens her eyes I kiss them closed again. Her hands go around my neck and into my hair, pulling my lips to hers. I now have her at the waist with one hand and my other hand has found its way into her wild hair. I love her hair. Its burnt red and the sexiest hair I have ever seen. Her hair always looks like she’s just been fucked and good; it’s tasseled, loose and wild all the time. Her skin coloring is a contrast to her locks. Most redheads have light skin but not Sydney. She’s exotic looking with skin that looks like she’s spent a month on a beach somewhere. But it’s her eyes that do me in, they are blue with a touch of almost violet and when I look into them, like I am at this moment, it’s as if she can see into me, into my soul. It’s not a place I’m accustomed to people being but I’m finding her there more and more often.
I lean into her and gently kiss her lips then pull back so we’re close enough to kiss, I can feel her breath on my lips but I don’t kiss her again. I lean in with my mouth open then pull back. She moans and wets her lips with her tongue, all the while looking at my lips, craving to have them cover hers. I finally take her bottom lip between mine and suck hard, feeling it swell. Before releasing it I give it a nip with my teeth and she moans again, this time a little louder. She runs her hands over the muscles in my chest and over my biceps as her moans continue reminding me of my earlier email.
“Like what you feel do you?” I jokingly ask. “Because there is more of me that’s just as hard you know?”
She laughs and pulls me to her for another kiss. This time our tongues find each other’s and the electrical current that surges between us is for lack of a better word, electrifying. I can’t get enough of her mouth, her lips. She seems to feel the same way, her hand is in my hair and she’s pulling me hard against her mouth. I know we are both going to have sore bruised lips by the time we’re done and I don’t give a fuck. I have never, not even as a teenager and certainly not with Samantha or my subs just made out with someone. It has always been a fast prelude to hard kinky fucking. I never realized how much kissing someone could drive me wild. Or maybe it’s just Sydney that drives me wild.
-Damian Stone (Stoned Book 2 of the Stone Series by Kitty Berry)
Kitty Berry
I brush the hair off her face and tuck a few pieces behind her ear. She is lovely. Ryan took so much away from her but she managed to survive it all and remain amazing to me and I’m sure everyone else around her. Her strength is what I think will allow her to be mine. She’ll be able to submit when I need her to but retain her sense of self for her everyday life. That’s been the problem with my subs so many times in the past. Once they submit fully to me they are no longer a challenge and become too needy. I think Sydney will continue to challenge me every step of the way. As much as she needs to submit I can also see her trying to top me. And the scary thing is, I just may let her.
Sydney stirs and turns to face me. I plant a soft kiss on her forehead then another on her nose. She smiles as she wakes and when she opens her eyes I kiss them closed again. Her hands go around my neck and into my hair, pulling my lips to hers. I now have her at the waist with one hand and my other hand has found its way into her wild hair. I love her hair. Its burnt red and the sexiest hair I have ever seen. Her hair always looks like she’s just been fucked and good; it’s tasseled, loose and wild all the time. Her skin coloring is a contrast to her locks. Most redheads have light skin but not Sydney. She’s exotic looking with skin that looks like she’s spent a month on a beach somewhere. But it’s her eyes that do me in, they are blue with a touch of almost violet and when I look into them, like I am at this moment, it’s as if she can see into me, into my soul. It’s not a place I’m accustomed to people being but I’m finding her there more and more often.
I lean into her and gently kiss her lips then pull back so we’re close enough to kiss, I can feel her breath on my lips but I don’t kiss her again. I lean in with my mouth open then pull back. She moans and wets her lips with her tongue, all the while looking at my lips, craving to have them cover hers. I finally take her bottom lip between mine and suck hard, feeling it swell. Before releasing it I give it a nip with my teeth and she moans again, this time a little louder. She runs her hands over the muscles in my chest and over my biceps as her moans continue reminding me of my earlier email.
“Like what you feel do you?” I jokingly ask. “Because there is more of me that’s just as hard you know?”
She laughs and pulls me to her for another kiss. This time our tongues find each other’s and the electrical current that surges between us is for lack of a better word, electrifying. I can’t get enough of her mouth, her lips. She seems to feel the same way, her hand is in my hair and she’s pulling me hard against her mouth. I know we are both going to have sore bruised lips by the time we’re done and I don’t give a fuck. I have never, not even as a teenager and certainly not with Samantha or my subs just made out with someone. It has always been a fast prelude to hard kinky fucking. I never realized how much kissing someone could drive me wild. Or maybe it’s just Sydney that drives me wild.
-Damian Stone (Stoned Book 2 of the Stone Series by Kitty Berry)
Kitty Berry
Traveling
Traveling home from vacation today...watch for another teaser tonight from Stoned (The Stone Series book 2)
Stoned Teaser 2
Stoned
I can’t believe Alex is not here right now, he knows how stressed I am over my finals and now he’s making me bring him my portfolio for this benefit auction that he’s not even here to accept. I figure I’ll go wait for him in his office so I grab the doorknob and attempt to enter but something goes very wrong and I end up on the floor on my knees. I realize then that someone was on the other side of the door and they must have opened it at the same time as me.
I am looking down at a very expensive pair of shoes. I start to raise my head and see straight leg solid black denim coated fabric legs with a button fly closure and belt loops sans the belt. My eyes continue their slow travel up to discover a light grey shirt with a matching light grey tie. When my eyes finally reach the man’s face I am staring at the most dangerous type of self-assured male, one who is rightfully confident and completely aware of his effect on women. An urban male who is accustomed to having women down on their knees in front of him the way I am right now only for much different reasons.
Not knowing the best way to handle the fact that I am disoriented and on my knees in front of the most alluring man I have ever encountered, a man who has an aura of pure power surrounding him I decide to go with nervous humor. “Um, I’m sorry I don’t usually go down on men like this when I open a door.”
“Well, I would hope not” says a deep voice with just the right amount of gruff to be sexy. It hits me like a soft blow to my gut. I am frozen, unable to rip my gaze from his chiseled features, his masculine stance, his dominating presence.
When I finally tear myself away from his piercing, clear blue eyes I grow nervous that he thinks I’m serious. I feel the need to explain myself while wishing I didn’t try humor in the first place. What was I thinking, I am not funny.
“I mean I’m not usually on my knees in here. I was…where’s Alex?”
“Alex?”
I quickly correct myself, afraid he could be Alex’s superior and I don’t want to get him into trouble. “Ah, I mean Professor Smith, where’s Professor Smith? He was supposed to meet me here at noon.”
My pulse is accelerating at an alarming speed and I must pull it together before I open my mouth to speak to this perfect creation of a man again. This man should come with a warning written in big bold red letters that reads, “DANGEROUS! DO NOT MAKE EYE CONTACT. BACK AWAY SLOWLY WHILE YOU STILL CAN!”
With a sly grin and then a quick flash of gleaming white teeth comes a soft but deep and rich voice, “Alex, huh? And he was supposed to meet you here where you are never on your knees because you don’t usually go down on men when you come through the door, right? Are you a student of his?” That incredible voice hums at me as the man moves closer towards me then lifts me to my feet making my knees shake and I get my first intoxicating whiff of the understated yet distinctive scent of sweet floral smells mixed with the perfect touch of masculinity….oh yeah, he’s all male.
“Who are you anyway; does Al…I mean Professor Smith know you’re in here?” I ask as I stumble backwards trying to distance myself from this exquisite specimen of pure male before me. At that same moment the door to Alex’s office bathroom opens and he appears. He glances from me to the Adonis in front of me who I just noticed is still holding me by my arms and says, “Sydney, I see you’ve met my best friend. Stone, Sydney Cooper, Sydney meet Damian Stone.”
“Ms. Copper and I have been having a more than interesting conversation about…” I cut him off as fast as I can finally regaining my ability to form a sentence, “So, here’s my portfolio for the benefit auction. I think you’ll find it’s complete and up to date. I still don’t see why you want me? I mean I can’t imagine I can bring in any kind of money for my services.”
“Oh, Ms. Copper I can assure you men would pay top dollar for your”, Mr. Perfection clears his throat then smirks before he finishes, “services. Now if you’ll excuse me I should be going. It was a pleasure to meet you. Until we meet again, Ms. Copper.” And the Adonis bows his head at me like I’m royalty as he disappears out the door with nothing more than a head nod to his best friend.
After he, what was his name again, it’s like I’ve had a stroke! I can’t formulate a cohesive thought. Stone? I think it was Stone. After Mr. Stone leaves I can finally take a deep enough breathe to fill my lungs. What is it about that man that made me feel like there was no oxygen left in the room for me to gulp in? Mm…I don’t know let me see. Is it his piercing blue eyes that are almost too striking to look into but also too mesmerizing that I couldn’t look away? Or maybe it’s the way his pants were hanging so seductively off his slender hips? The list can go on all day, his smell, the fact that he clearly has more money than one person should, his hair…men should not be allowed to have hair that good or eyelashes as long and curly as his. Women pay huge sums of money and subject themselves to huge amounts of pain to look half as good as the man that was just standing in front of me.
I notice Alex staring at me and I realize I need to pull it together and fast. I clear my throat to try to settle myself down but my heart is beating triple time and my palms are sweaty. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I have never had this response to a man in my life. In fact I’ve been doing my best to avoid them at all cost. I say my farewells to my professor soon to be boss and head out as fast as I can.
I can’t believe Alex is not here right now, he knows how stressed I am over my finals and now he’s making me bring him my portfolio for this benefit auction that he’s not even here to accept. I figure I’ll go wait for him in his office so I grab the doorknob and attempt to enter but something goes very wrong and I end up on the floor on my knees. I realize then that someone was on the other side of the door and they must have opened it at the same time as me.
I am looking down at a very expensive pair of shoes. I start to raise my head and see straight leg solid black denim coated fabric legs with a button fly closure and belt loops sans the belt. My eyes continue their slow travel up to discover a light grey shirt with a matching light grey tie. When my eyes finally reach the man’s face I am staring at the most dangerous type of self-assured male, one who is rightfully confident and completely aware of his effect on women. An urban male who is accustomed to having women down on their knees in front of him the way I am right now only for much different reasons.
Not knowing the best way to handle the fact that I am disoriented and on my knees in front of the most alluring man I have ever encountered, a man who has an aura of pure power surrounding him I decide to go with nervous humor. “Um, I’m sorry I don’t usually go down on men like this when I open a door.”
“Well, I would hope not” says a deep voice with just the right amount of gruff to be sexy. It hits me like a soft blow to my gut. I am frozen, unable to rip my gaze from his chiseled features, his masculine stance, his dominating presence.
When I finally tear myself away from his piercing, clear blue eyes I grow nervous that he thinks I’m serious. I feel the need to explain myself while wishing I didn’t try humor in the first place. What was I thinking, I am not funny.
“I mean I’m not usually on my knees in here. I was…where’s Alex?”
“Alex?”
I quickly correct myself, afraid he could be Alex’s superior and I don’t want to get him into trouble. “Ah, I mean Professor Smith, where’s Professor Smith? He was supposed to meet me here at noon.”
My pulse is accelerating at an alarming speed and I must pull it together before I open my mouth to speak to this perfect creation of a man again. This man should come with a warning written in big bold red letters that reads, “DANGEROUS! DO NOT MAKE EYE CONTACT. BACK AWAY SLOWLY WHILE YOU STILL CAN!”
With a sly grin and then a quick flash of gleaming white teeth comes a soft but deep and rich voice, “Alex, huh? And he was supposed to meet you here where you are never on your knees because you don’t usually go down on men when you come through the door, right? Are you a student of his?” That incredible voice hums at me as the man moves closer towards me then lifts me to my feet making my knees shake and I get my first intoxicating whiff of the understated yet distinctive scent of sweet floral smells mixed with the perfect touch of masculinity….oh yeah, he’s all male.
“Who are you anyway; does Al…I mean Professor Smith know you’re in here?” I ask as I stumble backwards trying to distance myself from this exquisite specimen of pure male before me. At that same moment the door to Alex’s office bathroom opens and he appears. He glances from me to the Adonis in front of me who I just noticed is still holding me by my arms and says, “Sydney, I see you’ve met my best friend. Stone, Sydney Cooper, Sydney meet Damian Stone.”
“Ms. Copper and I have been having a more than interesting conversation about…” I cut him off as fast as I can finally regaining my ability to form a sentence, “So, here’s my portfolio for the benefit auction. I think you’ll find it’s complete and up to date. I still don’t see why you want me? I mean I can’t imagine I can bring in any kind of money for my services.”
“Oh, Ms. Copper I can assure you men would pay top dollar for your”, Mr. Perfection clears his throat then smirks before he finishes, “services. Now if you’ll excuse me I should be going. It was a pleasure to meet you. Until we meet again, Ms. Copper.” And the Adonis bows his head at me like I’m royalty as he disappears out the door with nothing more than a head nod to his best friend.
After he, what was his name again, it’s like I’ve had a stroke! I can’t formulate a cohesive thought. Stone? I think it was Stone. After Mr. Stone leaves I can finally take a deep enough breathe to fill my lungs. What is it about that man that made me feel like there was no oxygen left in the room for me to gulp in? Mm…I don’t know let me see. Is it his piercing blue eyes that are almost too striking to look into but also too mesmerizing that I couldn’t look away? Or maybe it’s the way his pants were hanging so seductively off his slender hips? The list can go on all day, his smell, the fact that he clearly has more money than one person should, his hair…men should not be allowed to have hair that good or eyelashes as long and curly as his. Women pay huge sums of money and subject themselves to huge amounts of pain to look half as good as the man that was just standing in front of me.
I notice Alex staring at me and I realize I need to pull it together and fast. I clear my throat to try to settle myself down but my heart is beating triple time and my palms are sweaty. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I have never had this response to a man in my life. In fact I’ve been doing my best to avoid them at all cost. I say my farewells to my professor soon to be boss and head out as fast as I can.
The Stone Series
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Sliding
Stoned
Sliding
Stoned
The Stone Series
I have spent the last few days re-reading what I wrote months ago but then put aside to publish my 1st two books. What I had been working on will ultimately become the 3rd book in The Stoned Series and be titled, Siblings. I am excited to almost be ready to continue writing where I left off. I think this may be the best one yet.
The next installment in The Stone Series is about the want to be rock star brother that Damian and Drea never knew they had. In Siblings we meet Sebastian Morrison, Damian’s younger brother whom Damian never knew existed. Sebastian is a musician who gets more than he bargained for when he sends a demo to Taylor Studios. After listening to the demo Tate flies to Sin City with Damian in tow to see Sebastian perform with his band. When Sebastian takes the stage the resemblance is uncanny and Damian soon discovers that he and Sebastian share more than blood.
Sliding
Stoned
The next installment in The Stone Series is about the want to be rock star brother that Damian and Drea never knew they had. In Siblings we meet Sebastian Morrison, Damian’s younger brother whom Damian never knew existed. Sebastian is a musician who gets more than he bargained for when he sends a demo to Taylor Studios. After listening to the demo Tate flies to Sin City with Damian in tow to see Sebastian perform with his band. When Sebastian takes the stage the resemblance is uncanny and Damian soon discovers that he and Sebastian share more than blood.
Sliding
Stoned
Siblings snippet
So I think I may have just finished writing Siblings (The Stone Series book3). Here's a little snippet:
Skyler’s emotions are starting to kick in as Sebastian flips them so that they are laying on their sides facing each other. It’s too gentle, too tender and her tears threaten to escape her eyes. He lifts her leg and places it on his hip allowing him deeper penetration; he pulls her close, tight against him and slows his thrusting. He pushes a golden lock of her hair behind her ear and as her tears fall he kisses them each away. Like a storm in the sky he overwhelms her. Brings her to her knees as he gives her what she’s craved, what she’s needed all along. Sebastian caresses her face and plants sweet kisses over her bare shoulders.
“Sebastian” she pants.
“Sunshine.” He returns, “Baby, everything okay? Why are you crying?”
“Too much, overwhelmed.”
“But in a good way?”
“I think…can’t think now…too much.”
Sliding
Stoned
Skyler’s emotions are starting to kick in as Sebastian flips them so that they are laying on their sides facing each other. It’s too gentle, too tender and her tears threaten to escape her eyes. He lifts her leg and places it on his hip allowing him deeper penetration; he pulls her close, tight against him and slows his thrusting. He pushes a golden lock of her hair behind her ear and as her tears fall he kisses them each away. Like a storm in the sky he overwhelms her. Brings her to her knees as he gives her what she’s craved, what she’s needed all along. Sebastian caresses her face and plants sweet kisses over her bare shoulders.
“Sebastian” she pants.
“Sunshine.” He returns, “Baby, everything okay? Why are you crying?”
“Too much, overwhelmed.”
“But in a good way?”
“I think…can’t think now…too much.”
Sliding
Stoned
Beach Reading
For a fun sexy read on the beach check out Sliding by me...Kitty Berry
Sliding
For a hot steamy sexy read under the sun check out Stoned by me...Kitty Berry
Stoned
And be on the look out for the 3rd book in the Stone Series coming soon to Amazon. The 3rd book is Siblings. This next installment in the series is about the want to be rock star brother that Damian and Drea never knew they had.
In Siblings we meet Sebastian Morrison, Damian’s younger brother whom Damian never knew existed. Sebastian is a musician who gets more than he bargained for when he sends a demo to Taylor Studios. After listening to the demo Tate flies to Sin City with Damian in tow to see Sebastian perform with his band. When Sebastian takes the stage the resemblance is uncanny and Damian soon discovers that he and Sebastian share more than blood.
I am planning on beginning book 4 that I plan on calling Second Chances this weekend. It will feature Pete Roman, Damian's friend and fellow sexual Dominant.
Sliding
For a hot steamy sexy read under the sun check out Stoned by me...Kitty Berry
Stoned
And be on the look out for the 3rd book in the Stone Series coming soon to Amazon. The 3rd book is Siblings. This next installment in the series is about the want to be rock star brother that Damian and Drea never knew they had.
In Siblings we meet Sebastian Morrison, Damian’s younger brother whom Damian never knew existed. Sebastian is a musician who gets more than he bargained for when he sends a demo to Taylor Studios. After listening to the demo Tate flies to Sin City with Damian in tow to see Sebastian perform with his band. When Sebastian takes the stage the resemblance is uncanny and Damian soon discovers that he and Sebastian share more than blood.
I am planning on beginning book 4 that I plan on calling Second Chances this weekend. It will feature Pete Roman, Damian's friend and fellow sexual Dominant.
