Gettin' Buck Wild: Sex Chronicles II (13 page)

I turned to face him. He looked incredible in a patterned wool sweater and denim jeans.

“Happy thirtieth birthday, Hewitt!”

“Thank you.”

He came forward and gave me a hug. I seized the opportunity and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He blushed.

I decided to get the bad news over with. “Hewitt, Larabee isn’t coming.”

He sat down in the nearest chair and buried his head in his hands. How could Larabee be such a fool?

I sat on the arm of the chair and gently rubbed his back, forming a lie in my mind. Then I decided that he deserved the truth. He needed to know how disrespectful and self-centered Larabee truly is.

“Where is she?”

“She went to New York to audition for a movie.”

I could feel his entire body tense up. “She couldn’t miss one fucking audition? She makes five million a movie. Today’s my birthday. My special day, and where the hell is she? Off trying to make a lousy buck.”

I could not debate his point. He was absolutely right. “Well, apparently she is convinced that this will be her Oscar-winning performance,” I said snidely, knowing good and damn well that hovercrafts would take the place of automobiles first. I unzipped my duffel bag, pulled out a box, and handed it to him. “Larabee apologizes for not having time to wrap it.”

He popped the box open with fury and removed the velvet case inside. He opened it and saw the expensive watch that I had purchased as Larabee had instructed.

“She thinks that a watch will make up for this?” He got up and started pacing the floor. “I just don’t understand her. Where does she get off trying to buy me?”

I agreed but did not comment. I just let him get all of his anger out.

“Larabee knew I made these plans months ago, and she promised to be here. How many times does a person turn thirty?”

“Once,” I answered. I walked up behind him and touched his shoulder. “I really am sorry, Hewitt. I know how you must feel, and while I realize that I am a sorry substitution, I am glad that I could be here to wish you a happy birthday.”

He turned to look at me, and I could tell that he was fighting back tears.

“You’re always so sweet, Tanley.” He put his arms around my waist, and it felt so comfortable, so natural. “I do appreciate you coming up here. You probably had plans, and Larabee made you break them.”

I had no business saying it, but I did anyway. “Hewitt, there is no place I would rather be.” I cradled his face in my hands and gazed deeply into his eyes. “Happy birthday, Hewitt.”

Things must have seemed a little too natural to me, because a second later, I was offering him my tongue. He shocked me by accepting it. Our kiss was brief but powerful, and I am not sure which one of us broke it first, but he was the first to voice an apology.

“I’m sorry, Tanley. I shouldn’t have done that.”

“I kissed you, Hewitt.”

“I know, but I kissed you back.”

I pulled away and sat back down. “It’s okay. We just got caught up in the moment.”

He eyed me seductively. At least, his eyes were turning me on, intentional or not. “For what it’s worth, I enjoyed it.”

I blushed. “Me, too.”

We both laughed.

“Hewitt, can you call the front desk and see if they have any vacancies? I really hate to head back tonight, and I’m not altogether sure there are any more flights leaving out.”

He sat down beside me and took my hand. “Forget about the vacancies, and forget about planes. Today is my thirtieth birthday, and I intend to celebrate it, with or without Larabee. She isn’t going to ruin this for me.”

I caressed his hand gently. “So what are you saying?”

“I’m saying that I have an entire evening planned, and I would be eternally grateful if you would spend it with me.”

I decided to get bold. “Does that include the sex you had planned?”

He grinned. “What makes you think I had sex planned?”

“A romantic ski lodge. A birthday celebration. A man and a woman. Common sense.”

Hewitt fell out laughing. “Well, maybe I had a little sex planned.”

He looked slightly uncomfortable, so I decided to let him off the hook. “I was just joking about the sex, but I am starving. Was there a meal somewhere in your plans?”

“Yes, there is a meal, but the night skiing was going to come first.”

Was he for real?

“Night skiing?” Now it was my turn to be uncomfortable. “I have never been skiing before.”

He stood and yanked me up off the sofa. “Now is as good a time as any to learn.”

“At night? When I can’t see the trees I am about to plummet into headfirst?” I asked jokingly.

“I won’t let you run into a tree. I promise.” He put his hand around my waist, and his touch aroused me. “And I always keep my promises, unlike Ms. Larabee.”

I was really hoping he would stop saying her name. That did not arouse me.

Twenty minutes later, I was in the bathroom of the suite, squeezing my ass into the ski suit Hewitt had brought up with him for Larabee. She and I are about the same size, but I have ass for days and she has a pancake one. She keeps saying that she is going to get injections. I cannot picture getting silicon injected into any part of my body, but I would not put anything past her.

I glanced at myself in the mirror. “Okay, Tanley. You can do this. You get to spend time with Hewitt,
alone
. That is the most important thing.”

When I came out of the bathroom, he was waiting for me, looking sexy as hell in a red suit that matched the one I was wearing.

“Tanley, I don’t think you can fit Larabee’s ski boots, so we’ll rent some.”

“That’s fine,” I told him. “Are you sure this isn’t dangerous?”

“Life is about taking risks.” He held out his hand to me. “Come get risky with me.”

I would have preferred to stay in the suite and get frisky with him, but risky would just have to suffice, so I took his hand.

Somehow we managed to make it to the top of one of the slopes. When we got on the ski lift, I started screaming and almost fell off. People were laughing their heads off at me. Hewitt calmed me down, and I held onto him for dear life the rest of the way up. Even though it was freezing outside, I could feel the warmth of his body through his suit. I could only imagine how warm he would be inside me. My mind was truly in the gutter.

We skied for an hour and a half. Much to my surprise, I had the time of my life. It was so much fun, and I knew from the first time I glided down a hill, even though I fell on my ass twice, that I was hooked.

Hewitt said that he wanted to show me his “special place.” It turned out to be a cave on the side of the mountain with icicles hanging from the rocky interior. It was completely deserted.

“How did you find this place?” I inquired, completely in awe of its beauty. “This looks like something out of a movie.”

“So do you.”

“Excuse me?”

“You look like something out of a movie.” He knocked my ski cap gently with his glove. “Any new roles coming your way?”

Now that was something I really did not care to discuss. However, I was flattered that he was even interested.

“No, not really. I went to a couple of auditions last month, but nothing really panned out. Larabee keeps me so busy that I have a hard time making a lot of the auditions.”

He looked angry. “Just tell Larabee that you have to take the time off! She should be able to understand that. She wasn’t born a star.”

I waved my finger in his face. “Superstar.”

He chuckled. “Yeah, whatever.”

“Hewitt, can I ask you a question?”

“Certainly.”

“Before we kissed tonight, had you ever thought about me?”

“Yes,” he replied quickly.

“Really?”

“Tanley, you are an extremely attractive sister. I wouldn’t be human if I could spend so much time around you and not ponder the possibilities.”

“What type of possibilities?”

“You know. Just wondering what you are like sexually. What it would feel like to hold you.”

I have never considered myself to be a backstabber, but after hearing those words flow out of Hewitt’s lips, I could not help myself. I moved closer to him and got lost in his eyes.

“You know, Hewitt, I always told myself that if the opportunity ever arose to be alone with you, to be intimate with you, that I would not hesitate. Not even for a second.”

I expected him to tell me to get a grip on reality and start professing his love for Larabee. He did not.

He asked, “So what are you saying? Exactly?”

“I’m saying that I want to be with you tonight. Just for tonight. No one ever has to know.” I removed my right glove and started caressing his dick. “I have often wondered about you, too. Today is your birthday, and it’s almost over, so what do you say? Let’s make tonight special.”

If there was any hesitation in his eyes, I did not see it. Hewitt drew me into his arms and started tonguing the hell out of me. I gratefully reciprocated. It was freezing in the cave, but it instantly heated up as our passion grew. No man had ever kissed me with such conviction, and my mind wandered to Larabee for a brief second. What a fool!

Hewitt unzipped my ski jacket and slowly pressed it over my shoulders, removing it and tossing it on the frozen ground. He palmed my breasts, broke the kiss, and pulled the edge of my turtleneck down so he could suck on my neck. I was in heaven.

I maintained my pace, stroking his dick though his ski pants in rhythm. I winced in pleasure when he bit on my neck gently, undoubtedly leaving a mark that I would cherish until it disappeared a few days later. I pulled away for a second so I could gaze in his eyes; they were so mesmerizing.

“Are you sure about this, Hewitt?” I asked, touching his cheek.

Hewitt took my hand and kissed my fingertips. “I’ve never been surer.”

“What about Larabee?”

He sighed. “Larabee and I have been together for a long time. That’s common knowledge, but over time, she’s changed. She used to be this sweet, compassionate woman full of life and aspirations. While she still has aspirations, none of them seem to include me anymore. All she cares about is her career. She and I had major plans, but somewhere along the way, she forgot about them.”

He was so sincere, and all I could manage to say was, “I understand.”

“A man like me has needs also,” he continued. “Sure, it’s great being known as Larabee’s man most of the time. Every man in the free world is mad jealous, but they don’t see the flip side of what it’s like to date a star.”

I waved my finger in his face and grinned.

He chuckled. “I mean, superstar,” he said, correcting his mistake. “But, on the real tip, I have needs, and Larabee just isn’t fulfilling them right now. Not from where I’m standing.”

“I don’t want to cause any friction.”

He unzipped my ski overalls. “Well, I want to cause some friction. If you get my drift.”

I bit my bottom lip. “Oh, yeah, I get your drift.”

As far as I was concerned, we had discussed the issue at hand and both made an informed decision to continue with our little escapade. Like they say, one man’s garbage is another man’s treasure. Larabee didn’t appreciate Hewitt, but I adored and appreciated everything about him. For that reason alone, I wanted to give him something special that he would never forget.

Don’t get me wrong. I was freezing my ass off in that cave, but I ended up in my birthday suit, ready to give Hewitt his birthday present. We made a pallet on the icy ground out of our suits and jackets and made beautiful love.

The way Hewitt sucked on my nipples gave me an orgasm, and that was rather scary, because that had never happened to me before. Normally, I’m lucky if a man can even make me cum with his dick, but Hewitt worked his magic.

After pushing my breasts together and partaking of them both at the same time, Hewitt licked a trail down the center of my stomach and landed it between my legs, which were eagerly spread and waiting. He traced the outside of my pussy lips and then the inside of them. I felt myself cumming all over again. Damn, I was going from a nonorgasmic sister to a multiorgasmic one in less than an hour.

He flicked his tongue at my hardened clit, which made me moan with delight. I massaged the back of his head to encourage him to proceed. Damn, did he! The brother deserved a medal, plaque, or some sort of recognition for being so profound at eating coochie.

Once I came for the third time, I screamed out, “I want you now!”

Hewitt didn’t hesitate with giving me the dick. He was holding about seven inches of pure almond joy. I felt his dick enter my walls and push up toward my belly button.

“Umm, it’s so damn good,” he whispered in my ear. “I’ve waited so long for this.”

I gazed into his eyes. “Have you really?”

“Yes, I have. It was just an awkward situation.”

I snickered. It was still an awkward situation, but it was all good. Here I was, fucking my boss’s boyfriend after she asked me to deliver a present to him. Well, he did get her present, and now he was getting mine.