Solid Stone: Revolving Door

by E. G. Patrick

  As I reach Adam he immediately puts his arm around my bare waist, bringing me in very close to him. I join into the conversation. I am most content just having Adam so close to me. Ann makes an announcement, “Okay folks are you all hungry? I have steaks to prepare and barbecue, are you ready to eat?” We all cheer. Adam offers to cook the steaks and Ann happily hands him the barbecue fork. I watch Adam follow her back into the kitchen. He seasons the steak the way he does for us at home with Worchester sauce and seasoning salt. It smells good. I follow Adam to the BBQ. He carefully opens one of the tin foiled covered potatoes to check on how done it is. The fork pierces through it so he moves all of them off the flame to the side of barbecue. I watch Adam put eight steaks on the large open fire grill and he cooks them medium rare.

  Adam brings the platter of steaks to the patio table while I bring the bowl of the tin foil covered potatoes. Ann and Ted come out with the salad while Sarah and Rachel finish setting the table. Steve and Derek come out with wine glasses. Adam places the steaks on the table and goes back into the kitchen coming back with a corkscrew and two bottles of red wine. He says. “I brought a couple bottles of white if anyone wants it.” All of us want red so Adam pours some into each of our glasses. He finally sits down beside me and puts his hand on my thigh for a moment before he begins to serve salad to me and then to himself. I love the way he touches me. I watch him pass the salad along. We all toast to friendship and begin eating and drinking and having a wonderful time. They comment on how delicious the steaks are, and perfectly cooked. I smile over at Adam.

  “This wine is excellent,” Ann says.

  “I’m glad you like it. It’s from California and goes well with steak,” Adam replies.

  “Vee told me you have a wine cellar at your house? How many bottles do you have? Do you collect any?” A part of me wishes she didn’t ask that question. Adam is very good at not giving away how wealthy he really is. It would be shocking to all at this table.

  Adam replies, “It’s a small wine cellar. I’m not quite sure how many bottles are in it. I know what I like and buy enough of it to last a while when it makes sense. Perhaps one day you can see it for yourself.” Great answer, I think. I squeeze his thigh under the table and get a little tingle down there. He has such muscular legs. I moan in my head.

  Ann replies, “That would be great. I love wine and would like to learn more about it.”

  Adam smiles and he doesn’t tell them that each bottle is well over $200. I can see he is just happy they like it. When dinner is over and the table cleared, I go back inside to put on my hoodie as the evening cools down. We continue to drink wine as we all sit outside by the fire. It’s not until midnight that Ann and Ted say goodnight to us. Adam and I soon follow.

  I am just a little tipsy as Adam takes my arm to lead us to our room. He is quite amused with me in my condition. “I like watching you have fun Babe. You have nice friends and I had a great time too.”

  I kiss him and say, “Thank you for being so perfect.”

  As the words come out of my mouth I watch his face change from a laughing smile to a serene look as he pulls me into him and says, “It’s you who is perfect, Violet.” The heavens open up for me at that moment. We kiss for what seems like an eternity. Adam lifts me onto the bed and undoes my jeans. It’s not long before my bottom half is naked. I take off my hoodie and pull off my bikini top. I get onto my knees on the bed and begin to undo his white linen shirt. He smells so good and looks even better. When his chest is exposed I press my face against it. I want to make love to this man.

  I begin to kiss his chest while he holds my hand and kisses the top of my head. I undo his pants and let them drop to the floor with his boxers soon following. His beautiful hard cock is in front of me. I take him slowly into my mouth and hear Adam moan as I do. I begin to circle the head with my tongue for a while. Hearing him moan makes me happy. I put my mouth over the top of his cock and move my lips down his shaft very slowly and then up again. I can feel him looking down and watching. He likes this as he wraps his hand around my ponytail to guide me. This is his way of letting me know that he is in control and only he will decide where and when my head will move. He allows me the time to enjoy his beautiful cock and slowly moves himself in and out of my mouth. I’m in heaven. I press my tongue more firmly when I reach his head. He likes that too as his cock swells in my mouth. I look up and he’s still watching his cock slide in and out of my mouth. He seems mesmerized at the disappearing and reappearing act that he is controlling. He begins to move my head a little faster now, and I slide my lips up and down over his very hard cock while sucking. He moans again. After a while, Adam lifts me up to him and kisses me passionately. He lies me down on the bed and lies beside me as he runs his hands over my wanting body. He massages my breasts and gently begins running his fingers downward and over my navel to my lower region. He gasps when he feels how wet I am. He moves his head downward, trailing kisses along my sides, just under my breasts down over my belly. I can now feel him kissing my pubic line and slowly moving his head downward. He is going in for a taste of what he wanted more of earlier today. I can feel his nose push against the top of me and I moan out loud.

  His velvet tongue flicks and makes circles around my mound sending shocks of pure pleasure shooting upward through my body. I run my fingers through his hair as he continues to explore me, his tongue moving all around and flicking in all the right places. This causes me to pull his hair as I feel uncontrollable pleasure ripping through me. He slowly begins to roll his tongue around and around which only sends even more sensations through me. “Oooooh,” I moan. All of a sudden he grabs my bum with both hands and pulls me into his face. This adds more pressure to his exploring tongue and quickly changes the sensations into fireworks. I swear my vagina is now pulsating, it’s so well stimulated. My bum clenches, it feels so good.

  I pull his hair as the feelings intensify. He continues to pull me into his face and using his tongue at rapid speed. He is driving me crazy. I pull back a bit to selfishly delay my orgasm. I like what he is doing with his tongue while pulling me into his face. He pulls me back into his face and won’t let me adjust myself when I try a second time. His strong hands are holding me right where he wants me. I swear I will have his face imprinted on my vagina like a tattoo, but I don’t care because it feels so damn good! His tongue moves up and down me, in and out of me and then over my clitoris in circles, around and around so many times. He really and truly enjoys licking and tasting me. It’s like I’m his last meal and he can’t get enough of me. The very thought makes me moan. He is going in for the kill when he moves from pressing his tongue down on my clitoris to sucking it gently. I won’t last long now. He alternates between licking and sucking it. This switching tactic is very effective as it takes only one more very strong lick of my clit and I explode all over his handsome face. “Ahhhhh!” I cry out. I didn’t think it was possible to feel any more pleasure, but I do. I am putty in his hands as I come. This orgasm lasts longer than any other before, and I can’t help but continue to moan loudly like a wild animal as my head moves side to side. It feels amazing! I finally settle and release Adam’s hair as he moves upward to kiss me again.

  “You taste so good.” The sight of his glistening face sends another hot sensation through my vagina.

  “Oh yes Adam, I love when you do that!”

  He whispers, “I want inside you.” He slides his cock into me and moves slow and deep, kissing me the whole time. I am so in love with this man it hurts, it’s almost illegal. He puts one hand under me to hold my bum while the other hand is holding my hand above my head. He begins to move faster now, increasing the pulsations that are rising within me. He thrusts harder and deeper. “Look at me Violet, I want to see your beautiful face.” I look up into his eyes. I feel so much love for him and I hope he can feel it. He continues to move within me and then he pulls out, he wants this to last. He inserts two fingers and quickly m
oves them in and out of me creating a similar sensation as his cock. “Ahhh,” I moan again, he is so good at this, a master. He quickly removes his fingers and replaces them with his beautiful and powerful cock. He moves in me again while kissing me. He begins to move faster now, he is getting close and so am I. He needs his release and quickly begins to thrust his cock in and out, moving faster each time. I watch his hips glide over me and feel his cock swell inside of me. A few more intense thrusts and we both cry out in delight. We lay like this for a while, being as one. Soon Adam rolls over onto his back and wraps his arms around me. I lay my head on Adam’s beautiful chest and fall into a deep sleep to the beat of his heart. Life couldn’t be better.

  The sun is shining as I wake up. Adam has his arm wrapped around my waist. I move slightly as I can’t tell if he is awake or not and I don’t want to wake him if he is asleep. He squeezes my waist and I smile to myself knowing he is. As I roll over to face him I say, “Good morning.” He pulls me in very close to him.

  “Yes, it is,” he says while hugging me. I lay in the bed loving that his arms are wrapped around me. I feel so happy and secure at this moment. We fall back asleep. There is a light knock on the door. Adam wakes up and I see him put his pants on and go to the door. He pulls the cover over me before he opens it. I hear Ann’s voice. “Are you guys ready for breakfast? It’s almost 9:30.”

  “Yes, sorry, I hope we haven’t kept everyone waiting?” Adam replies.

  “No, we’ve all only just gotten up ourselves in the last ten minutes or so but don’t want to have breakfast without you.”

  “We’ll be out in ten minutes. Thanks for waking us,” he says and then I hear the door close gently. He comes over to me, “Did you hear that Babe? We have ten minutes, okay?”

  “Okay.” I touch his face before he moves to the bathroom. He looks so sexy in his pants with no shirt. I get up and join him in the bathroom and we quickly take a five-minute shower, bummed that we don’t have time to play together in it. Adam pulls a blue linen shirt out of his bag. He looks so hot. I quickly get dressed and brush my hair. We walk hand in hand to the kitchen and I feel quite certain that I don’t look as hot as he does.

  “Good morning.” We all exchange hellos. Adam, being a natural leader, offers to make omelets for all of us. I make more coffee and a pile of buttered toast. They all comment on how fluffy the eggs are. Adam just smiles. I want to tell them what a great cook he is, but I don’t. Adam doesn’t want to be in the limelight, he gets enough of that in his work life. He seems relaxed and comfortable with my friends as they are with him. I realize he really isn’t as stern as I thought he was and his social grace is outstanding. We leave the rest of them to clean up given our roles in preparing breakfast and walk down to the dock to sit by the water. As I go to sit in the chair next to Adam he pulls me down on his lap, “Where do you think you are going, miss? You are mine and I want you close to me.” I am in heaven still. I am comfortably nestled on Adam’s lap as we both just admire the scenery before us. “This is nice isn’t it?” he says.

  “Yes, very nice.”

  “Do you want me to buy a cottage for us?” he asks. I’m more excited to hear him say “us” than about the idea of buying a cottage.

  I reply, “Honestly honey, with your travel and both of us working Monday to Friday I don’t know how much we would actually use it, do you?”

  “Fair point, but it would be great just to have a retreat not too far from the city. I think it’s something we should think about, okay?” I wonder if he really means think about it, or if one day he’ll just show me the cottage he bought.

  I give him the response he wants, “Okay, it’s something to certainly think about, but I want to contribute if we do.”

  “Oh Violet, that’s not necessary.”

  “I insist or I won’t support the idea. You said it’s for us, not just you. If that’s true then you will let me contribute.”

  “Okay, we’ll figure that out when we get there, okay? You can be very persistent. I’m not used to that, but I like it. It shows character and that you stand behind your beliefs.”

  “You’ve mentioned that before. Should I be flattered or scared?” I say with some sarcasm.

  “Well, you are the first women I’ve dated that I have cared to listen to, so I guess it’s a good thing, isn’t it?”

  I have to kiss him, I can’t help it. I turn around and straddle Adam on the chair. He seems to like that as he takes hold of my hips and brings me closer to his face so I can kiss him. Our tongues meet and the electric charges begin to run through me. I think he is also excited as I feel his erection beneath me. “Oh what just popped up there?” I ask innocently.

  “If we were alone, I would have you naked right now, you know.”

  “Yes, I do know, but all the people on the other side of the lake would see my bum, would you want that?”

  “Absolutely not, only I get to see your bum, no one else, understood?”

  “Yes, you have made that point very clear more than once.” I couldn’t resist, and he lifts me so he can adjust himself in his pants.

  “Okay, you can sit back down now, but no straddling. I don’t want your friends thinking I’m a pervert.” I laugh and so does he. We sit like this for about another half an hour. Adam breaks the silence when he says, “We should get ready to go soon. Maybe have lunch and then say our goodbyes? If you want we can invite them to my place sometime for a BBQ.” I feel like we’re finally making some progress. Isn’t buying a cottage with someone a commitment, and entertaining together too? I begin to feel hopeful again about our relationship. We seem to have taken a few steps forward this weekend and it feels great.

  We get up and walk hand in hand back to the cottage to find Ann reading on the sofa with Ted’s head in her lap. We see Sarah and Rachel returning from a walk as they come nearer to the cottage. Steve and Derek are not to be found. We all decide that sandwiches are easiest for lunch. I’m standing beside Ann when she asks, “When does your new roommate move in? Isn’t it soon?” I see Adam glance over in our direction. He is waiting for my reply as he cuts up tomatoes. In all fairness to me, my roommate has not been top of mind since I met Adam. Brian was selected before Adam was in my life.

  I look at Ann and reply not having told Adam yet, “He’ll move in around the middle of August.”

  “I think that was a sensible decision, Vee. It’ll help you get ahead,” she says.

  “Yes, I know.” I change the subject, asking, “Hey Adam, how are you doing over there.”

  “Good thanks.” He sounds cheerful. That’s good, I think.

  The gang all present, we eat a leisurely lunch before we clean up. I ask Ann if she wants me to change our bed sheets. She laughs and I know why, which makes me laugh. “It’s okay, we have a cleaning lady who comes in on Monday to do that and tidy up the place.”

  She asks Adam if he wants to take the two remaining bottles of wine home. He declines and says, “Please keep them for your next guests, or take them home with you.” She smiles.

  “Thanks. We’ll take them home. I need some good wine at home like this.” He nods appearing to like that she has appreciation for the wine.

  Our bags packed, Adam and I say goodbye and make our way to his SUV. He lifts my bag into the back and then walks with me to open my door and closes it as I get in. He pulls out of the driveway and we drive in silence for a long while. I like looking out the window during long drives so I enjoy the silence. It reminds me of my childhood days and I feel happy. Adam eventually pulls into a coffee shop and comes back with coffee for us and then waits about ten minutes when he says casually, “You didn’t tell me you were getting a roommate?”

  “Yes, he moves in the middle of August. It will help me to save money and pay some bills. Maybe I could put some of it toward getting a cottage with you?” I smile at him thinking he will be pleased. The reaction I get is not wh
at I expected. Adam may be a controlling man, but he is also a smart and sensible one too.

  “Why didn’t you tell me? Is it because it’s a male roommate?” His tone has changed and he sounds like he is speaking to an underling who should be afraid of him. I don’t bite though.

  “No Adam, to be honest I have been so caught up with you that I had completely forgotten about him. He is a fourth year math student who I interviewed as a roommate before you and I were even together. The good news is he won’t be there on the weekends. His parents live only an hour away and his girlfriend is attending university out of town. She came with him and his parents to see the place. Also, it being his last year, I figured he would need to study hard and not be out late all the time.” I feel confident that my explanation is a good one. I can see Adam’s jaw tighten, which I know by now is not a good thing. He doesn’t speak for another fifteen minutes, which feels like hours.

  “You will have to let him know he can’t move in,” Adam says very firmly, breaking the silence. I can tell he’s angry.

  “Why?”

  He looks at me like I have a three heads. “I don’t want you living with another man. That can’t be difficult for you to understand, can it?” His voice takes a reprimanding tone.

  “Adam, he’s a roommate. I need the money to help me get along in life. I think I’m being very sensible.”

  “If it were a woman it would be different, still a slight imposition to our privacy, but at least I could live with it.” His tone is still reprimanding and I think he sounds arrogant. What a pompous ass, I think inwardly.

  “How is it an imposition? We’re hardly ever at my place anyway, so I don’t know what you are talking about.” I’m agitated now.

  “I enjoy staying at your place. It would be crowded with three, don’t you think?” he says in a kinder voice, trying to trap me.