Solid Stone: Revolving Door

by E. G. Patrick

  “About an hour.”

  “Good. We have time to play then.” He pulls me to him and walks us over to a large chaise in the living area. “I’ve been thinking about this all afternoon,” he says as he begins to undress me. My shirt and bra are on the floor before I know it and he is kissing me deeply. I get shivers as he kisses down my neck over my shoulders while fondling my breasts. He seems to be enjoying himself tremendously and so am I. It’s not long before he slowly moves his hand down to my jeans to unbutton them. I begin to undo his shirt. He really does smell nice; I kiss his chest.

  “That feels nice Violet. You have soft lips.” Hearing him say that is making me want him even more. We move quicker now to get our bodies unclothed. I quickly undo his pants and watch him step out of them. I can see his hard cock under his boxers. He is out of them in no time, and I stop to admire all of him.

  “Lie down,” he commands and then lies down beside me. While kissing me, he begins to explore me with his fingers. The sensations begin to run through my body, rising and swelling like an ocean to the beach. He inserts two fingers inside of me this time. “Ahhh,” I moan at the joyous pleasure of his moving fingers.

  He gently commands, “Take my cock in your hand and rub.” I reach for his cock and my hand feels small when I wrap it around. I begin to move my hand up and down and he moans. He is still exploring inside of me with his fingers causing me to moan repeatedly. He tells me, “Squeeze a little while you move your hand up and down.” He is teaching me to please him. I watch myself running my hand up and down his shaft squeezing every now and then. This act makes me feel hornier than I was only seconds before. Is that even possible? He moans, “That’s very good Violet, you learn quickly.” This is all so very hot. I watch my hand move up and down his cock as his fingers move faster in me. Oh that feels absolutely sensational, a very loud moan escapes my lips.

  “I think you’re ready for me.” He sits up on the chaise and lifts me onto his lap so I am facing him. “I want you to ride my cock like you rode that horse today,” he says in a very breathy and sexy voice.

  “Oh yes,” I groan. I want him so badly.

  He hands me the condom package and says, “Well?” I quickly use my teeth to tear open the packet and place the lubricated condom slowly over his cock, thankful I did it correctly. He smiles and lifts me onto his very hard cock. It hurts just a little at first, but when I reposition myself the pain turns to utter pleasure. I am using my knees as leverage to ride up and down. He pulls my head toward him and kisses my mouth hard. He is such a good kisser. I rest my hands on his shoulders to give me more leverage. The waves rise up and down as I do. It feels so good. As I ride his cock, he spontaneously pulls me all the way down and slides me forward increasing the pressure over my clitoris as our pelvises meet and grind together. He controls how often we do this and I never know when he is going to do it until it happens. I notice a determined grin comes across his face each time he does. This is driving me crazy as when he slides me back and forth, I feel a much more intense sensation that rushes all the way through me. It’s so deep rooted and enhances everything! I moan. He’s very good at this.

  He knows my body so well and in such a short period of time. I feel like I am going to explode soon as the sensations begin to increase, it feels so amazing! I lift myself a little bit to postpone the inevitable. “Get ready,” he groans. He grabs hold of my hips and begins to pull me up and down very fast over his hard cock. It’s an unrelenting tower, standing hard, tall and proud while I ride it. After a while, he lets me take over again and I use my knees to move up and down over him. The swirling feelings inside of me are unbelievably hot. When I feel I am ready for more, I lower myself again and he starts grinding our pelvises together. On the brink of euphoria, I release all of my weight down on to him and he starts to rock me back and forth. “Oh, Adam, I am going to…” but before I can say the word, I explode. My head flings back and my mouth is wide open I am moaning so loud. I can feel Adam’s cock throb and he explodes.

  “Ah, Babe, that was really good!” I lean my head on his chest as he wraps his arms around me. I look up at him and kiss him. He is mine and I am his and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

  Adam moves so I can rest on the chaise more comfortably and then walks over towards the bathroom. When he comes back out he opens a bottle of wine. I enjoy watching his naked body. Adam comes back and sits at the end of the chaise handing me my glass, still naked. It’s sexy, how confident he is about his body. Oh, he clearly takes care of that great body!

  He pulls my legs onto his lap and begins to rub my calves. I’m in heaven. He moves down to the arches of my feet and massages them. It feels incredible. I enjoy the view of his muscled chest and arms and flat stomach. He even looks sexy rubbing my feet. I feel like a princess. He massages me for a while longer and then says, “Babe, we should get ready. Do you want to shower first?”

  I sigh, as I am enjoying just being together after our lusty moment. “Yes, I’ll go first.” I reluctantly stand up and he slaps my bum when I walk away, making me jump forward.

  “Nice ass, lady,” I hear him say as I walk toward the bedroom.

  Looking in the mirror I notice how funny I look with a shower cap on. There is no way I’m letting Adam see me with it on. This is soon forgotten as I step into the luxury shower full of nice smelling products. The water feels good over my body. I get a riveting jolt deep in my vagina when I think of Adam touching me the way he does. It causes me to lean against the shower wall, as the feeling is so intense. I moan to myself as the feeling of desire engulfs me like the water pouring over my body. Still lost in my lusty thoughts, I lather up the face cloth and begin to wash my body. I am little tender down there now. He did warn me, I recall his words at dinner, “You will be sore and will need time to recuperate, I am sure of that.” We’ve had lots of sex and I expect there will be a lot more before this weekend is over. The shower feels refreshing and the bath products smell heavenly. Stepping out of the shower, I dry myself and take off the silly shower cap to dispose of it. After wrapping myself in one of the plush bathrobes I walk into the bedroom. The door is ajar and I can see Adam is still on the chaise and still naked. Of course he’s on his Blackberry again. I grin to myself, thinking if only the recipients of his emails could see him now. He is so engrossed in his work that he doesn’t notice me standing in the doorway enjoying his nakedness before I cough and say, “Uh um.”

  He looks over at me and smiles. “You finished, Babe?”

  I smile back. “Yes, the shower is all yours.”

  He walks towards me, kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear, “And you are all mine too.” I smile up at him as he walks past me into the bedroom. Oh yes, I am most definitely all his. What a wonderful feeling. Pouring myself a glass of water I begin to get ready. When I am finished my makeup and hair I begin to dress. I pull out the burgundy dress I am going to wear. It’s fitted with a rounded neckline. My push up bra is working its magic over my already full bosom. My bust fills the top part of the dress and my waist indents above my curvy hips. I feel sexy in this dress. I put on silver earrings and a silver bracelet and then bend down to put on my pumps. When I stand up, Adam is coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him. He leans to kiss me on my neck. He smells so good. “You look really hot, Violet.” He grabs my bum and gently pushes me up against the wall for a kiss. Realizing what will happen if we don’t stop this, he pulls away abruptly. “Go sit in there, you’re too much of a distraction in here.” I oblige, taking my glass of water into the living area of the suite.

  Adam comes out dressed in dark gray slim fitted pants that fit perfectly along his narrow hips and thighs. His long legs look sexy. He is wearing a nice crisp gray shirt and a jacket. Fuck, I can’t believe he is with me!

  “You really do look gorgeous. Come here,” he calls to me. He doesn’t know how good he looks. I walk over swaying my hips and yes he is watching
my every move. He pulls me into him and kisses me.

  “You look very sexy Adam. I may not be able to keep my hands off you tonight.”

  “Then don’t,” he smiles.

  We exit our suite and head down to the lobby of the hotel. I have no idea where we’re eating and I don’t care, I am just happy being with him. Frank, the same driver I met before, is waiting for us in the lobby. He doesn’t seem surprised to see me. Adam nods in greeting and I smile at him as we walk out to the waiting sedan just outside the hotel doors. Frank opens the door and I step in, while Adam walks to the other side of the car and opens his own door to get in. He takes my hand and kisses it as we pull out of the hotel driveway. When we arrive I watch Frank open Adam’s door and then come over to open my door. Adam is standing behind him waiting for me to get out. He looks at Frank. “I’ll call you when we’re ready to leave.”

  “Yes sir. Thank you,” Frank says as he walks back to the car.

  The place is dimly lit and what I realize is a French restaurant. Adam is welcomed by the hostess, who also smiles warmly at me. Our table is at the side of the restaurant with a nice view of the street, and I like it. Adam looks over at me. “Is red wine okay?”

  “Perfect.” I’m surprised he’s even asking. Adam orders a bottle of Bordeaux. The restaurant is not overly large and all of the tables around us are full. The wall has old pictures of French life, including some antique items. The old world feel is quite romantic. I like this place already.

  Adam reaches across the table to take my hand. “What are you going to have?”

  Looking up from the menu I say. “I think I am going to have the green salad to start and for dinner I’ll have the flat iron steak. What about you?”

  “I’ll have escargot to start and the stuffed veal chop.” Our selections sorted, Adam looks over at the waiter who is returning with our wine. He shows Adam the bottle. Adam nods. The waiter opens it and pours a small sample into Adam’s glass. He nods yes again and the waiter pours into my glass and then Adam’s. He leaves the bottle on the table between us and is now ready to take our order. Adam tells him what we want.

  “You’ve made this weekend more special than I could have ever imagined. I really love being with you.” I hope I am not being too mushy for him. I don’t want anything to ruin this weekend.

  “It’s not over yet. We still have tonight and part of tomorrow.”

  My feelings take a dip when I remember tomorrow is Sunday and that Adam will be leaving for another week. I snap out of it, focusing instead on the night ahead of us.

  “I really like how well you dress,” I tell him. “Is there a reason that you only wear solid color shirts?”

  He laughs, “So you’ve noticed that already. Well, my stylist knows I like little fuss and she turned me on to single color shirts only.”

  “You have a stylist?”

  “Yes, I do. I travel a lot and she takes care of my clothing needs for business and personal. She’s familiar with my lifestyle and my likes and dislikes. To be honest, I can’t recall the last time she presented me with something I didn’t like. No fuss. Simple colors and current style work well for me, don’t you think?”

  “Yes, they do. You always look great.” I feel a pang of jealously that he has a female stylist and wonder if the reason she knows him so well is because she is an ex too.

  His voice brings me back. “Speaking of which Violet, you really do look very sexy this evening. I like your dress. Burgundy is a good color on you.”

  My response oozes jealously, but it’s too late the words have already come out. “Would your stylist approve?”

  He doesn’t go there and simply replies, “Yes, I am sure she would.” Thankfully, the waiter comes with our appetizers. I think to myself, why can’t he have a male stylist? I change my train of thought, as I don’t want to ruin the evening. After all, I am here with him now and she is not. We begin to eat and it’s delicious. My salad looks and tastes like they just picked it from the garden.

  “Want to try some escargot?” Adam offers.

  “I’ve never had them before. Okay, let me try one.”

  Adam takes a small fork and feeds me one. They’re served in a light creamy sauce. The flavor is outstanding. “Wow. They’re delicious!”

  “I’m glad you like them. I look forward to sharing more things with you.” His comment is genuine and makes me feel good.

  “Me too. I look forward to sharing and learning from you, Adam.”

  He doesn’t miss a beat. “Well you’re certainly a very quick learner in the bedroom. You’re a very apt student from what I have seen so far.” I know I’m blushing as I think of myself riding his cock not that long ago. The waiter comes over to clear our plates and pour us more wine. I realize I still have lots to learn about him.

  “So other than golf, sailing, and fast cars, do you have any other interests?”

  “Yes, beautiful women. And you?” His eyes are locked on mine and his grin is mischievous.

  I have to grin back. “I have no major hobbies per se, but I do like to read, I love history, and enjoy a good action movie once in a while. Oh, I also, very much like the man sitting across from me right now.” The wine seems to be a truth serum.

  “I hope so, after what we’ve been up to. And you really like action movies? You strike me more as the romantic type.”

  “Actually, I find romantic movies can be unrealistic and leave you wanting and frustrated. But now that I’m with you that may change.” Oh that was good, I think. My inside voice chides me: Sure Violet, what about your own secret movie reel with the prince and Gia? I smile at the thought.

  “And action movies aren’t unrealistic?” he says.

  “They are, but they don’t leave you frustrated or yearning for more than you think you need or have.”

  “Well, I am glad to be of service then.” He begins to kiss my hand sending hot shivers through my body. He is so attentive. His eyes are only on me.

  “Certainly this weekend has been romantic for me. If anyone can change my mind, it will be you Adam.” I squeeze his hand.

  “I like changing minds. It can open up new doors.”

  “I like your doors.” I feel myself blush again.

  “Good. I like to succeed at everything I do.” He looks a little sinister in the candlelight with that half-smile on his face. I know he means it. He excuses himself for a moment. I sit at the table, looking around the place and at the other patrons around us. Some of them may be on dates too. I feel happy for all of us. I hear a buzz and see the light on Adam’s Blackberry go on. It vibrates loudly against the table so I pick it up and just as I do, he takes it from my hand, looks at it and then walks away from the table again. I turn to make sure he isn’t leaving me, given the look on his face just now. He isn’t, and seems to be going toward the kitchen area at the back for restaurant. He returns about five minutes later and sits down. He just looks at me expressionless. I feel pressure to explain myself.

  I say quietly, “Sorry, Adam, instinctively I just reached for it. I wouldn’t have answered it, I swear. By the way, the caller ID said Brad Pearce. Is that Brad Pearce the movie star? He is Ann’s favorite actor these days and very good looking.”

  He leans forward in his chair so his face is closer to mine. He is somewhat stern when he says in a quiet voice so only I can hear him. “You can’t tell anyone about this. Do you understand?” He isn’t smiling one bit now either.

  “I won’t. Is he is a client of yours?” Shit, why did I ask that after what he just said?

  “Yes, and you must never mention it again or to anyone, not even Ann. Understood?” I nod, and then he snaps. “Remember that fucking NDA you signed.” His jaw tenses and he looks angry with me.

  “Okay, I got it,” I reply, feeling my heart beginning to race. He is scary all of a sudden. He leans back in his chair and seems to be thi
nking. He quickly leans forward again and I think I am in for more reprimanding from him, but I am wrong. He takes hold of my wrist and says quietly, “I don’t mean to be harsh, Violet. I am working on a serious multi-million dollar movie contract for this guy and it is top secret and lots of shit could hit the fan if it gets out. That’s why I’m so tense. I hope I didn’t scare you, but you must not say a word; as a matter of fact, I’d like you to just forget about it and we agree to never talk about it again. Okay?” He’s still serious, but his tone is softer than before.

  I swallow hard, having been put on pins and needles all of a sudden. I look at how he is gripping my wrist and then I look into his eyes so he knows I mean what I say. “I won’t mention it to anyone.” Inwardly I think, Ann would be totally impressed, but I quickly suppress that thought. He looks at me and seems to believe me when he releases me and leans back in his chair. There is an awkward moment and then our main courses are placed in front of us and thankfully, just like the course before them they are full of flavor and taste exceptional. This helps change the direction of our conversation back to better things.

  “This is really tasty.” I do my best to get us back on track.

  “I am glad you like it. Mine is very good too,” he replies stiffly.

  I try again. “Remember how you said you like to be good at what you do?” He smiles this time.

  “Well, you are exceptional in the bedroom and the boardroom and I know that because I have seen you in both.” He seems to like that compliment. It’s true what I say, but the timing couldn’t be better.

  “Yes you have, haven’t you? It all comes down to self-control and good planning, my dear. You are still a bit of a puzzle to me though.” He’s back, the nice Adam.

  “Why?”

  “You have a lot of substance Violet. You say you are fearful and behind the scenes, but what I see is hidden confidence, sexiness, curiosity, and concern for others.”

  “The confidence is from the wine,” I giggle and then continue. “My concern for others, yes that is true. Sexy and curious, that remains to be seen. I try to be mindful of others’ feelings. Don’t you?”