Sliding (The Stone Series) (25 page)

The pizza is scrumptious and the beer ice cold but the best part of the
evening is being with Tate but also being with another couple. I had forgotten
how much I had enjoyed being social and socializing with friends. We laugh and joke,
Tate and I tell Heidi and Dominick about how we met and they share funny
stories from their younger days. Throughout the night Tate and I flirt like we
did when we were younger.

After dinner when we are talking and enjoying our beers Tate gets bolder
and slips his hand up my skirt and into my panties. I begin to squirm but try
my best to act normal. Tate slides a finger inside me while looking me right in
the eyes and his eyebrows rise teasing me further. He is waiting for me to
crumble but I refuse to give him the pleasure of knowing he got to me. He is
relentless with his movements; sliding his finger in and out, picking up his
pace as I try to keep up with the normal conversation happening at the table. I
take a long pull on my beer trying to calm myself. Tate begins to flick at my
clit taking me right to the edge of a cliff I am dying to tumble off of but
just as he feels me start to tighten he withdraws his hand and smiles at me as
he nonchalantly sucks on the tip of his finger. I am so wound up right now I
might explode if his leg rubs against me under the table.

As sad as I am to see the night come to an end I can’t wait to get back
to our suite and rip my husband’s clothes off and have my way with him. As the
restaurant is closing we start to head back to the hotel. Tate has his arm
wrapped around my waist and Heidi is having a piggy back ride from Dominick.
When we reach the door to the hotel Tate and I head in as our dinner companions
go for a moonlit walk on the beach.

Tate and I step into the elevator with another couple, we smile and
politely say hello. They respond in kind, the girl looking just a few seconds
too long at Tate and Tate and I step behind them and push to the back of the
elevator. Tate runs his hand up the back of my skirt lifting it to reveal my
ass and he places his hand on my cheek and gives it a little squeeze.

“Did you enjoy yourself this evening at the restaurant, love?” he asks me
trying to be cute in front of this couple when what he really wants to ask me
is if I am as frustrated as he is right now.

When I look down I notice he has a very noticeable hard on that he
doesn’t seem to care who sees. I step in front of him in case the woman should
turn around yet again to have another look at my husband, I’m sure she’d be
happy to see this for herself. When I step in front of Tate he pulls me to him
and begins to rub his erection on my lower back. The feel of him growing harder
against me makes my blood start to heat, my core begin to melt. He runs his
hand through his hair brushing it off of his handsome face and letting a low
moan escape him. He lifts my hair off the back of my neck and blows on it
before kissing me there causing goose bumps to form. He moves his kisses to
just under my ear then he nips my ear between his teeth. Tate has kept his hand
on my ass and now his other hand is spread over my flat abdomen. He continues
to rub against me with his erection and the rocking motion alone is making me
stand on my tip toes perched on the edge.

I hadn’t realized that I had my eyes closed but when the elevator digs
and I open my eyes I find the woman looking at Tate with her mouth wide open,
her partner clueless to the fact that my husband is about to give her an orgasm
without going near her! Tate takes my hand and pulls me out of the elevator and
before I know it he has me slammed up against our door and is kissing me hard,
bruising my lips.

“God, I need you right now. I wanted to fuck you right there in front of
them. If it wasn’t for not wanting some dude to see you come I would have put
you up against the wall, pulled that thong to the side and fucked the shit out
of you in that elevator.”

Tate opens the door to our room and we fall into the seating area
tumbling over each other and ripping at each other’s clothes. Tate has my skirt
and panties off in record time and I have his shirt over his head. I am
unbuttoning his pants and he is pulling my shirt over my head when Bobby wakes
up and alerts us to his presence on our couch.

“Motherfucker, what the fuck man?” Tate yells startled as he stands in
front of me trying to block Bobby’s view.

“Go get dressed, right now” he demands of me and I go to our room and
pull on one of Tate’s t-shirts and a pair of my yoga pants. When I return Tate
has his arm around his best friend on our couch and I can tell that Bobby is
clearly wasted and very upset.

“Go on into bed, I’ll be with you in a minute. Wait up for me” Tate
orders me and I smirk at him and toss my hair over my shoulder as I leave them
saying, “I’m starting without you so you’d better hurry up.”

When Tate comes to bed an hour later I am reading a naughty book in bed
with my clothes on, not what he expected to find. He comes over and hugs me
nuzzling into my neck.

“I love you. Tell me you won’t leave me ever” he pleads.

I nuzzle him back and put him at ease telling him that I love him too and
have no plans on leaving the soon to be father of my child if we can ever get
down to business tonight and create said child. He sighs and I can tell he
needs to talk before my body can have his full attention.

“What’s going on with Bobby, why is he on our couch and how much of my
body will he remember in the morning?” I ask.

Tate tells me that Bobby is drunk and definitely fucked up on something,
what that is he’s not really sure and he assures me that he will have no memory
of my body in the morning.

“If he does I am prepared to cause a traumatic brain injury so he’ll
forget, don’t worry. I got you” Tate says as he stands and slides off his pants
then gets into bed next to me. He continues the story as I lay with my head on
his chest stroking the hair of his happy trail.

Apparently Bobby and Kate have been having problems. She wanted to stay
in New York but he wanted to come to California. She thought it was temporary
but now that Tate and I have decided to stay in California and my brother
Michael will be running Tate’s New York office, Bobby plans to stay in
California as well but Kate plans on returning to New York where her much
younger lover lives. Bobby was blindsided by that announcement even though if
he had asked me I could have told him that I’d suspected her of cheating from
day one. I have always thought that she was with him for his money which by her
demands for a divorce and half of his assets she was.

Tate is clearly upset and in need of some stress relief so I flip him
onto his stomach, straddle him and start to give him a massage. He moans in
delight and tells me to keep going. I rub his shoulders, neck and the back of
his head while I rub myself on his back. His muscular body under my fingers
feels tight and taunt at first but as I work the stress out of him he relaxes and
softens under my touch. Again I feel the building in my own body just from
being next to him. Tate can sense my reaction and he turns so I am now
straddling the front of his body, his erection now snug between our bodies. He
slides off his boxer briefs and pulls his t-shirt that I’m wearing over my head
exposing my naked breasts. Tate sits up and cups my breasts in his hands then
his tongue finds my nipple and I let my head fall back relishing the pleasure
he is creating. His whole mouth goes over my nipple and his face puckers as he
begins to suck on it. He gives it a quick nip before moving on to my other. He
starts to roll them both in his fingers and I can’t wait any longer.

“Make me come now, please. I can’t take it any longer” I beg but Tate
shakes his head and chuckles.

“Not yet baby. I want you brought to the edge a few more times, let it
build.”

I have no choice but to remain at Tate’s mercy. He begins to torture my
clit with his thumb flapping at it side to side over and over again.

“Don’t come” he orders me, “Not yet, wait until I’m inside you.”

Tate lies back down and I shift on top of him, putting him inside of me.
I use my hand to guide his length into me inch by sweet throbbing inch. The
sensation of fullness that he creates in my body is sublime. I scoot up onto my
feet and I begin riding him showing no mercy. He is completely enthralled in me
and quickly getting brought to the edge of his own cliff. Watching him under
me, knowing that I am driving him insane is the sexiest sight there is. His
head is sliding from side to side causing his hair to flop in his eyes. He runs
his hand through his hair then stimulates my clitoris taking me to the height
of passion all the while making an animalistic grunting sound. As I begin to
finally come and constrict around him I feel his hot rush of semen flood
through my body.

“That is still and always will be my favorite position to see you in” I
tell Tate as I try to roll off of him, finally sated. He catches me and holds
me on his body and kisses my forehead. I look at him and he looks a little
weird so I give me a questioning look wondering what could have caused that
reaction.

“Fucking you is so good, it’s so hot when we are like that but it’s just
weird to think doing that we could have a baby. We’ve spent our whole lives
trying to avoid having one and now in just one awesome session we could be
parents. I don’t know? Am I the only one here that feels like that?” he asks.

It’s scary for me too but I guess I didn’t really think about it as doing
it to have a baby because I had been so worked up and eager to have an orgasm.
“I think you’re cute, Taters” I say with a smirk. He allows me to roll off him
and I sit up and ask about Bobby again.

“You know I am going to take that bitch down for doing this to him. She’s
going to walk away with nothing; I am going to ruin her. I will find every guy
she has fucked since she met Bobby and something tells me there will be quite a
list” Tate promises. The one thing about Tate that anyone close to him can
count on is his loyalty as a friend.
 
I
sigh knowing that this crusade is going to take up a lot of his time.

“I feel so bad for Bobby, Tate. Do you have any idea what it feels like
to have someone cheat on you, or think they have? Remember sophomore year
during basketball season?”

************

I am standing in front of the gym alone after a basketball game waiting
for Tate; we’re going to hang out with a bunch of people at Danny’s house. I
still have on my uniform and I tell Wendy, Asia, Melissa and Erica that I’ll
see them at Danny’s. Tracie DelRicco comes up to me and says she has to talk to
me. I only know her from a few classes so I have no idea what she could
possibly want to talk to me about.

“I just want you to know that Tate was not a virgin when you guys did it.
Everyone at school is talking about it and I just thought you should know. He
slept with me last year over the summer while you were away and I’m not the
only one. He’s been cheating on you forever and I just can’t watch you make a
fool out of yourself anymore. You really should dump his sorry ass.”

It’s like a slap to the face and a punch to the stomach while having my
eyes torn out. I can’t respond, I can’t move, I’m dumbfounded. My heart feels
as if it’s being ripped from my chest, stomped on then driven over by a truck.

“Do what you want but I thought I should tell you. Oh, and by the way…I’m
sorry. And if it makes you feel any better he was way too fast, the poor thing.
Hope he’s gotten better at it with all the practice he’s had. Bye”

She walks away just as Tate is coming out of the locker room and heading
in my direction.

I run out of the gym to the parking lot where I hope to find my friends
still there. I know where Wendy parked because she drove me to the game. Lucky
for me they are just getting into the car when I reach them. They see my tear
and makeup stained face and hear Tate yelling my name as he is chasing after
me. They open the door for me to jump in and we speed away. Tate’s car is on
the other side of the lot so I know he’ll never catch us. I tell my friends about
the interaction with Tracie DelRicco through sobs and hiccups. Asia hands me a
bottle of Jagermeister and instructs me to start drinking immediately. I do as
I’m told and then Erica is offering me a hit from the joint she has just lit. I
accept hit after hit mixed with shot after shot while we drive to Danny’s
house. We all get changed in the car but I’m not even sure if I have my clothes
on right. I know I’m going to see Tate there and he’s the last person I want to
deal with right now. When we get there I can barely stand up and I can tell
that I am not making much sense. I see his car so I know he must have went
straight to the party unlike us who drove around getting drunk and stoned.

Asia spots Tommy and his friends standing on the front lawn and she drags
me over to them saying something about “a taste of his own medicine.” Tommy is
her new love interest and Tate is not a fan. He doesn’t play sports and he
hangs around with the kids that are in trouble for drugs and skipping school. I
have to admit I can kind of understand why Asia likes him; he’s very hot in a
gruffy bad boy kind of way. He’s skinny and all angles, long hair and rough
stubble covers his face.