Solid Stone: Odyssey

by E. G. Patrick

  “It can store five down here.” He points up and says, “Then another three up there.”

  “Are you going to fill up this entire garage?”

  He walks over to another key pad and punches in a code. Coming back to me, he says, “Yes, that’s the plan. We’ll see what other opportunities come my way.” He takes my hand and walks me over to the Jag. It’s getting dark outside now. He pulls me in for a kiss and then suddenly, we and the car are being lifted into the air as the platform under us rises. He whispers in my mouth while still kissing me, “The view is much better from up here.”

  It most definitely is! As I look to the side through the high warehouse windows, I see the city lights. When I look ahead of me, there’s another area to house three more cars. I wrap my arms around him and kiss him passionately. I can feel his hard cock against my thigh as he undoes my coat and places it face down on the hood of the Jag.

  Within seconds, he pushes me down on the hood. “I’ve wanted to fuck you on this car for a while now. No one can disturb us up here. Don’t worry, I’ve just turned off the cameras.” His muscular body leans down over mine. His breath feels warm as he kisses me and my heart races. He’s undoing my jeans while kissing me. This is really hot; me on the hood of a sexy car with a very sexy man, high up in the air. I can feel myself getting hotter. It’s not long before Adam carefully puts my jeans to the side and pulls my panties down. He seems very hungry now; actually, ravenous, judging by the way he’s looking at me. Watching him pull down his jeans and then his boxes is driving me nuts. I want him on me and in me, now.

  He leans his beautiful body over mine and kisses me again, running his hands over my breasts while undoing the buttons on my shirt. I’m glad I wore a button-down shirt now. It’s not long before my shirt is wide open. Adam pulls the shirt up, locking my arms in the sleeves. Oh, I remember this move! I think back to our first encounter. He undoes my bra like an expert and smiles down at me just before his mouth covers my nipple. He teases it with his magic tongue. I moan as he begins to circle around it over and over again. He moves to my other nipple and does the same. I wrap my legs around him to show him how much I want him. He can feel my need and quickly enters me. He’s so handsome when he looks down into my eyes. He begins to move slowly while still kissing me. I moan into his mouth. This feels so good and being up in the air is so exhilarating. The highs of feeling him inside of me send undulating pulses of pleasure ripping through my vagina. The tingling sensations burst in me like shooting stars, millions of them. He begins to stir his cock like a giant spoon. Mmm, I love how this changes the sensation entirely and takes me up another notch. His hips glide over mine and I can feel the curve of the hood of his car beneath me. I moan. He uses perfect controlled circular motions taking me higher and higher. He’s so fucking good at this! I moan again. I can’t help it. My moans echo through the warehouse, making me aware of where we are. He stirs in one direction and then switches to the other. “Ahh,” I cry out and use my legs to pull him closer to me.

  He whispers in my ear, “Babe, I’m in control now, not you.” When he sees my eyes pleading with him, he gives in and gives me what I want. He pushes deep and fast inside of me, ensuring each thrust takes me to the stars and back.

  “Oh, Adam,” I groan completely lost in his power. I can hear the slick sound of my own wetness each time he pulls his cock out and pushes it back in. He does this a few more times and then takes me to the finish line as he moves at maximum speed. My moans echo twofold as my orgasm shoots through my entire body. I soon feel his cock pulsate and he moans too. We lie still in the moment, our cheeks pressed together as we both look at the stars from the large windows beside us.

  I come back to reality when Adam kisses me and stands up. He gets dressed and pulls me up, causing me to fall into his arms even though my arms are still locked in my shirt. He grins as we begin our descent back to earth. The platform slowly returns us to the ground while I’m still in Adam’s embrace. He helps me get dressed and offers the BMW remote to me. “Thanks, but I’d rather daydream about what we just did. You drive, okay?”

  “As you wish, sexy.” He turns the cameras back on and then opens my car door and I get in. On the way out, he puts in the alarm code on the keypad and then we depart for home.

  When we get home, we shower together and go to bed. I’ve been to the stars and back. It’s been a glorious day!

  §

  The next morning, I say good-bye to Adam, he’s traveling until Wednesday afternoon. On Tuesday night I have a nice long chat with my dad and learn a little more about his new girlfriend, Barb. She’s two years younger than him and he reminds me she’s also a widow. From what he tells me, they seem to have a lot in common. I can hear the excitement in my dad’s voice when he says her name.

  “I’m looking forward to meeting her Dad.”

  “Soon honey, over the holidays like we talked about.”

  “I can’t wait. Having a big family dinner is going to be what we both need.” We both go silent for a minute, I know I’m thinking about my mom and he probably is too.

  “Yes, it is,” My dad says breaking the silence. He then says,“ She can meet everyone at the same time then. Why don’t you get back to me once you and Adam have decided on a date, okay?”

  “Sure and hopefully we can have the dinner actually on Christmas Day.”

  “That would be really nice, let me know for sure.”

  “I will and Dad?”

  “Yes Vee?”

  “I do think about you and mom quite a bit.” I feel really emotional when I think about my mother. She would’ve like Adam.

  “Me too. I think about your mother often. I hope you’re not upset that I’m seeing someone now? Should I have checked with you first? I am starting to feel sorry that I didn’t. It just happened so fast! We met at the pool and went for coffee and then started meeting more often.”

  I really am glad for my dad and I now know how fast things can go when it feels right. “No, Dad. I’m glad you have someone special in your life. It makes me happy and I worry less about you. It’s great and I can’t wait to meet Barb. Does she have children?”

  “Yes, she has two sons, both living overseas. As a matter of fact, she gets lots of flowers from them. At first I wondered if I had competition.” We both laugh. “I think one of them is coming to spend the summer with her next year so I’ll get to meet him. She knows all about you and was nervous about meeting you. I told her you were one of the nicest people I know and that you would get along.”

  “We’ll get along famously, don’t worry. I am really looking forward to meeting her and her son next year too. It’ll be great to have a larger family again.”

  “Thanks, Vee. I’m glad you feel that way.”

  “Me too. I should probably go now, though. I have a few things to do.”

  “Okay, I have some plants I’m repotting in the basement anyway. I’ve left a couple of them in water that I should take out now. I love you, sweetheart.”

  “I love you too, Dad. Have a great night and say hi to Barb for me.”

  “Will do and say hi to Adam. Bye Vee.” I always feel good after speaking with my dad. I really am glad he has a companion now. It must’ve been so lonely for him at first without my mom.

  After dinner, I do some work wondering when I’ll hear from Adam. He calls just after 8:30 and we talk until 9. I brush my teeth and put on a face mask while watching television. After 20 minutes, I wash it off and smile at myself in the mirror. I feel tired and look forward to a good night’s sleep.

  §

  The next evening, Ann and I go to our belly dancing class. We’ve both graduated from beginner and quickly pushed through intermediate into advanced classes. We are in the change room after our lesson when Adam calls to tell me he’s outside waiting for us. I do miss him.

  “Adam’s waiting outside for us!” I say to Ann.
r />   “Cool. You’re lucky, Vee, that he cares so much.”

  “I know. It’s great most of the time.” I pause and decide to spill. “There are times it can be smothering. Sometimes, I feel like I am still living with my parents.”

  “Really? Is it that bad?” She looks surprised.

  “Yes, sometimes. Don’t get me wrong, he’s wonderful to me and I love him. I know he cares about me, a lot. I just feel like his lifestyle prevents me from experiencing things that regular people do. I hope I don’t sound like a snob now?”

  “You don’t, but I hardly think offering to pick you up from a class when it’s dark is a fault. Do you?”

  “No, it’s just sometimes I think it’s also him making sure I do what I’m told.” I can’t believe how easy that came out.

  “That’s a strong statement Vee. If you feel that way, you should talk to him about it.” She’s right, but I know Adam wouldn’t understand.

  “I’d just like to take the train once in a while, walk home, things like that.” She nods as we grab our bags and leave the studio. Adam hasn’t gotten out of the car to open my door. That’s strange. I let myself into the car and Ann jumps into the back seat.

  Adam looks in the rear view mirror and says, “Hi, Ann. Good class, was it?”

  She replies, all bubbly and smiling. “Yes, and thanks for the ride. I really appreciate it.”

  “No problem. I’m happy to get you home safe and sound.” He glances sideways at me, offering a small smile, but says nothing. I smile at him. Ann and I natter away while Adam drives.

  In about 15 minutes, she’s home. “Good night, see you next week. Ted and I want you guys to come to dinner. I’ll get back to you with dates. Have a great night.” Adam waits until Ann goes into her building. I like that he does that.

  We drive for a few minutes. He says catching me completely off guard. “Do you really feel that I smother you?”

  He continues driving, waiting for me to answer. I can tell his wheels are spinning in his head. I’m shocked at first, not catching on right away. Oh shit! The words from my earlier conversation with Ann flash through my mind. How does he know?

  His mind reading skills are great as he gives me the answer. “You didn’t hang up your cell phone so I heard your entire conversation. Really, Violet, I am surprised at your disregard for my concern for you. At least your friend Ann understands my good intentions.” His tone rings of disappointment and sarcasm. How did Ann become the hero? Only a week ago he was saying she was too experienced, too assertive. That’s quickly changed.

  “I’m sorry you heard that, but it was a private conversation with my best friend, why didn’t you just hang up?”

  “Would you have hung up if it was me talking about you to my friend?” He has a point and I probably wouldn’t either.

  To defend myself I say, “Yes, because I remember my mother telling me ‘sometimes ignorance is bliss’ and in this case it would’ve been. I did say you were wonderful and that I loved you. Did you hear that at least?”

  “That wasn’t the part of the conversation I was interested in. The smothering and feeling like you live with your parents is what I remember most and I find it hurtful and offensive.”

  “What do you want me to say?” I’m starting feel agitated now.

  “That you’re sorry and wrong.” He always speaks his mind, never worrying about what the other person thinks. Now I’m taking a page out of his book. Yes, from the book of Adam, the very same one he mentioned when we first met.

  “Why should I be sorry at you eavesdropping on a conversation you weren’t meant to hear?”

  “You hurt my feelings and insulted me. Those are two very good reasons.” I feel like asking “what feelings” in retaliation, but I don’t. He pulls into our underground parking at the apartment and we walk in silence, giving me a chance to think about what I’m going to say next.

  As we enter the apartment the conversation continues. “You should’ve hung up, Adam. My intensions weren’t to hurt your feelings. I was simply confiding in my friend. That’s what friends do.”

  “So you’re not sorry then, at hurting and insulting me? That’s classic Violet, and just as hurtful.”

  “Fuck, Adam, what do you want from me?” I blurt out.

  “I’ve told you what I want,” he snaps back.

  “You want to be right, that’s all. You want me to give in like I do way too often!”

  “I don’t see it that way. You’ve offended me.” He’s staring at me blankly like he’s some kind of wounded and an innocent angel. We both know that isn’t true, which only makes me angrier. He then says, not helping his cause. “An apology is what I want and to understand why you said it.”

  “If you really heard the conversation, you would’ve heard the answer as well. Clearly your egocentric listening skills stopped at the word smothering,” I snap right back.

  “Why don’t you clarify it for me then?” he says, sounding sweet and innocent.

  I say calmly, “I’m tired Adam and want to go to bed. We’ll need to end this conversation now, please.”

  His piercing blue eyes glare into mine with that “I want to know now” look in them. He snaps, “No, answer my question first and then go to bed. I won’t sleep with this rattling around my brain.”

  “No, I’m tired.” I start walking up the stairs to our bedroom. He just watches me, not knowing what to do; he’s not used to this. He follows me into the bedroom. Because I’m angry with him, I don’t want to undress in front of him so I go into the bathroom. I come back out in a T-shirt and a pair of pajama shorts, which I would not normally wear to bed. Adam undresses like he owns the place, which I guess he does. He walks around in his underwear, banging drawers as he opens and closes them. He can be so childish at times. I wonder what his colleagues would think, seeing him like this? He puts on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and leaves me alone in the room. I can’t help thinking how hot he looks in those jeans. I shake my head to clear those thoughts. I’m relieved that he’s left me alone. Turning on the TV gives me some temporary peace until Adam comes back in the room. He stands at the bottom of the bed, blocking my view of the TV and just stares at me. His body fumes with frustration. This is a different kind of fire! “Why do you feel that way? I need to know, Violet.” He’s terse. I should have known this wasn’t over yet.

  “You’re rich, for starters. Actually, more than I thought to be honest and it bothers me sometimes. Yes, I know you’ve earned it, but it comes with a price, from where I’m sitting. You’re used to being the boss. You can’t help yourself! I guess I was naïve, not figuring that out from the start, but I didn’t and when I did I was already in love with you. Your life allows for you to keep tabs on me. You have a driver you can send at a moment’s notice and you buy me clothes that I can’t afford myself. Fuck, you even hire a private jet when you need one!” I breathe as more of my suppressed feelings pour out. “At times I feel guilty that I just don’t embrace all of this, but the truth is I feel it stifles me at times. It doesn’t allow me to do some of the smallest things, like getting home from a dance class.” I’m almost pleading with him now. He seems to have that effect on me.

  “When you say ‘it’ stifles you, you mean me, don’t you? I don’t understand, Violet. All I do is look out for your wellbeing because I love you. Why don’t you see my actions that way?” He has one hand on his hip and is leaning sideways, looking very hot. I have to avert my eyes for a moment before looking back at him.

  “You smother me sometimes, Adam. It’s that simple. Maybe you care too much or maybe I didn’t know what I signed up for. This is my first relationship so I have nothing to compare it to. I just know how I feel sometimes.”

  “I am not going to change. I told you that the last time you ran away from me. I don’t know how you expect me to care less for someone I love. You’re asking the impossible. My wealt
h has nothing to do with it. Even without it, I would give you my last dime for cab fare to get you home safe. It’s what I do when I love someone.” At first I want to lash out, but when I hear his last few words I don’t. My head is aching now.

  “My head hurts. I’m tired and I want to go bed now. Please, can we just leave this for now? I know you care for me and I care for you. That’s all that really matters and I’m not planning to run away. I love you.”

  He snaps, “Take some Advil then.” In his anger, he’s heard nothing I’ve just said. I turn off the television and the bedside lamp and lie down in the bed, leaving him standing in the dark at the foot of it. I’m just not going to speak any more. I can feel the temperature in the room go up as I imagine flames coming out of his nose when he breathes. I can sense his angry body is still standing at the foot of the bed. Adam, the ruler, is used to getting his way, used to being a very skilled negotiator, being the smart guy and here I am, this young inexperienced girl, shutting him down. In his business world, I imagine he would just crush me, but this isn’t that world, so he can’t.

  I hear him leave the room. The pent up tension inside of me, combined with a vision of him breathing fire, causes me to burst out laughing. I bury my face in the pillow so he can’t hear me as I’m laughing hysterically now. It relieves some of my tension. After a while, I manage to compose myself and roll over. To my utter surprise, I see Adam’s tall, overpowering silhouette at the foot of bed. The hall light peering in from the open door enhances it all. Fuck, did he hear me laughing just now? His stone cold voice cuts into the silence and darkness of the room startling me. “Do you find me funny, Violet?” I pull the sheets up around me and don’t answer. His controlled, shrill voice cuts in again. “I think you do. I just heard you laughing your head off.”

  Watching him standing in the dark, trying to have a conversation with me causes me to burst out laughing again. I just can’t help myself. I know it’s the tension trying to get out my body. Here’s this man standing in the dark, accusing me of thinking I find him funny. How can I not laugh? “You’re really pushing it with me, Violet.” He says, still standing in the dark. I don’t answer and this time he turns on the room light, causing me to cover my eyes to adjust to it. He seems to enjoy my temporary discomfort. I can see his jaw clenched very tightly and he has his hands on both hips this time.