Chapter 37: Best night of my life
POV: Zac
August 30, 2008
I was glad that Sierra and Gabby were getting along well, they weren’t perfect by any means but they were talking and Sierra had seen her draw those canvases. It was a positive impact because Sierra was supportive of her drawing but she was good at pointing out a problem without making it seem overly negative.
Sierra’s birthday had been Thursday and we presented her with cake and presents and she invited us to her actual party tonight, Stella and Nicole had already made plans and my brothers were wimps and wouldn’t go without them. Carrick and Austin were also not attending.
I was currently just laying beside Gabby, she had stayed up later looking at different wedding ideas. I finally got up and went to fix breakfast, she came walking through about thirty minutes later. Hair flying everywhere, shirt slightly twisted.
“Why did you get up?”
“Breakfast? Why?”
“You moved and I was comfortable.”
“Sorry. We can lay back down after food.”
“I’m taking that offer.”
“You feel okay? You’re face is kind of red.”
“I was laying on that side, I feel okay just tired.”
I finished up breakfast and we ate there at the new table, which really was a great idea. Because it allowed me to look at her when we were talking and not have to strain our necks to do so. After we ate we did lay back down, I didn’t go back to sleep but I was perfectly fine to lay here and be used as a pillow. Tour started next week and I knew that we wouldn’t get this time because there was barely any breaks this go round.
It was about one when she stretched and sat up. Hair still sticking up everywhere still.
“I must have been tired.”
“Must have. It’s a good thing though because sleep won’t come as easy once we’re on the road. Get a good stash up now.”
She smiled. “Wouldn’t do me any good, I’d still be tired.”
“What time are we due to Sierra’s friends house?”
“Party starts at 6ish, I told her we’d grab dinner first and then be there. Probably fix it here, so we can use up some of the stocked items.”
“They’re not doing any food or snacks?”
She sat up. “They’ll have stuff out like chips and stuff, but I wouldn’t eat anything put out.”
“Why not?”
“Her friend use to make us brownies laced with weed. Sierra said she hadn’t done drugs in a few years, realized it was killing her career instead of helping it. But, it doesn’t mean her friend won’t make them for the others there. My advice would be unless it’s chips or something you physically open yourself, don’t eat anything. The brownies may look good but a fan post about you overdosing won’t be good.”
“Uh…exactly what kind of party is this?”
“Aside from the potential drugs, normal.”
It wasn’t comforting that there would be drugs at all, but if Sierra was clean then there was a chance that there won’t be. But, Sierra had said a lot of people that Gabby hung out with back then would be there, I wanted to get a better idea of how these people were and how she was back then.
“What are you wearing?”
“My bathing suit and a cotton slip over dress, same thing you should.”
“Bathing suit?” I asked.
“Yes, don’t you own swim trunks? You have family members with pools, the complex here has one.”
“I never had time to use their pools, I don’t own a pair of swim trunks.”
“Well, that won’t do. We can run and get you a pair, we have time.”
“Why? I doubt I’ll get in the pool.”
She smiled at me, that was pretty much my clue that I’d be getting in the pool. So, once we were up, changed and ready we headed to the mall. We did need some things for traveling and to clean the apartment with so it wasn’t a total waste of time.
Gabby tried her best to find the tightest pair of swim trunks she could, but I stuck with ones that would be looser, going with a dark blue pair that had white details where the seams were. She pouted but I wasn’t wearing anything that tight or revealing. We made it back home and while I went through some of the cabinets she made dinner. We accomplished things which was important. We had dinner and then got ready, I wore the swims trunks with a darker t-shirt.
I didn’t know Gabby even owned a swimsuit, I’d never seen one. It terrified me that given how her closet was before that the one she had would be super revealing. Yet, when she came out of the bathroom I was surprised that her suit was really decent. It was black mostly, the bottom had a full coverage with a thick blue band across the waist, giving her more coverage. The top looked like a bra to me but the ties around her neck and the single strap said it wasn’t. It was also black and the cups were trimmed in blue. Even though she was covered, I foreseen this being a long night.
“I have a bag of dry clothes for us both and a towel each. I’m not sure if they’ll have many or if we’ll need them.”
“You may.”
She slipped a black sleeveless dress over her suit and wore flip flops, simplistic. She looked gorgeous. We left the apartment at 6:30 and arrived about 7.
Sierra’s friend had a huge three story brick house, the upper floors didn’t have many lights on but I presumed there were bedrooms and bathrooms up there. The lot was also quite huge and there were no neighbors that I could see. Most of the front yard had cars parked in it, so we found a parking spot.
“Remember, don’t eat anything unless you open it.”
“I won’t.”
“You are aware that a few of my exes will be here, right?”
“Exes?”
“James and Daniel for sure, maybe others.”
I leaned over and kissed her. “As long as they don’t try anything we’ll be fine.”
I could hear the music outside, sounded like there was a full blown DJ here! We walked to the house where Gabby just walked inside and I followed, this was most definitely no party I’d ever been to. There were dozens of women walking around in bathing suits, no shoes, some of the suits I questioned if they were actual suits or more strings. I mean, they weren’t leaving much to the imagination! The guys were mostly topless in various colors and styles of swim trunks, including some very tight ones that left nothing to the imagination.
I found I felt really out of place, I’d always been fairly good at social settings but this was completely different than anything I’d ever attended. Two girls by the door looked as we came in, then did a double take, shit had they recognized me?!
“Skye? Is that you?” the black haired girl asked.
“There is only one of me Janet.”
“Damn girl, where the hell have you been? It’s been like years.” Blondie said.
“I’ve been around, haven’t really been hanging with people here Ashley.”
They apparently didn’t know me, but I could feel the looks and could follow their eyes as it washed over every inch of my body. I wondered if this was how the women I’d looked at felt, like a piece of meat!
“Who is your little boy toy? I haven’t seen him around at all, I really wouldn’t mind seeing more.” Janet said.
Janet was pretty, black hair and bright green eyes that I think were color changing contacts. Yet, Gabby moved into her line of sight, not that I minded the view of her backside at all. Janet took a bit of a step back away from her.
“You don’t want to piss me off, you also won’t be seeing anymore of him. I mean, you were there when I beat her ass.”
She glanced at me for a second, ran her tongue across her lips. “No, I wouldn’t. But, he is very nice and if you ever want to share, you know where to find me.”
“I won’t be sharing.”
Gabby’s tone spoke that this girl had clearly shared with her before, probably not asking first. Janet and Ashley both gave her a smile and then walked off, she took my hand and lead me into the lion’s den. There were a lot of people here dancing to the too loud music, sure I noticed the other women here, who wouldn’t? They wore next to nothing and I don’t see how they felt comfortable, given the number of men eyeing them. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea, because while Gabby was still covered they would surely look at her too.
I noticed a few of the women started my way, saw where my hand was and who held it and then stopped, was she that well known to this bunch? They won’t even approach me because she had my hand.
“Skyebell! You made it!”
He came from nowhere it seemed and he, unlike the girls, didn’t notice me at all. That was until I politely removed his hand from her ass, only then did he look at me.
“And you brought someone with you.”
“Hi, I’m Zac. Her husband.”
“Daniel, ex lover.”
“We had sex once Daniel, didn’t make it that special.”
Ouch! She was brutal with him. He seemed to measure me up and I kept my eyes on him.
“Once is enough when it comes to you. When did you get married though? I thought you never wanted that, I mean you told Newton you never did and he asked.”
“November, there were reasons I said no to him. Any idea where Sierra is?”
“Last time I saw her she was in a deep conversation with Tera, I assumed about you since she mentioned her kitten a few times. She only called you that but no reason on why.”
I grinned knowing exactly why and I’d heard that purr myself.
“It wasn’t any of your business why.”
She then walked away with me following, she got us drinks and handed one to me.
“You look a little uncomfortable, figured you could use a calming drink.”
“It’s…different.”
She smiled. “I bet it is. But you’re okay right?”
“Yeah. I guess when you mentioned pools I didn’t quite expect everyone to be in bathing suits.”
“It’s a pool party honey, what else would you wear?”
“So…am I to assume that no one here will know who I am?”
“They know of the band but most remember you as eleven and dorky. They’d never expect you to be this hot.”
“Hot? I think you’re confused.”
“I’m not. There looking at you like you’re prey too, so obviously they like what they see. I would avoid the last name though. I really don’t want to stomp anyone’s ass.”
We finished two drinks before she got me to dance, roam around and meet people, most knowing her name and some even being flirty. Like Rick, who asked her to come to a room with me standing right beside her. It was good that I wasn’t known, but there was a part of me that felt very uncomfortable here, sure we partied in Los Angeles and New York, but they were nothing like this. Yet, Gabby seemed to be enjoying her time here and she had been so patient with me, I kept my discomfort to myself.
The random guy that spun her around nearly got hit by me though.
“Skye it’s so nice to see you and know you are okay.” He said.
“Get your hands off of me.” Gabby snapped.
He let her down and moved back kind of shocked by her tone and then he saw me. I’d moved a little bit in front of her.
“I’m Zac, her husband. You are?”
“James, an ex. Um, when did you get married Skye?”
“November.”
She was curt with him, straight forward and after a brief conversations about him not thinking she would change he finally moved away.
“You didn’t like him.”
“I’m clearly overdosing on something and his first reaction was to try to get me in bed, then he called Sierra.”
“I wouldn’t talk either then.”
We danced for a couple of hours, had several more drinks and I was finding the uncomfortable feeling was kind of going away. About nine we went outside and there was this very huge pool, it was like two Olympic size pools in one. Three diving boards! Three!!!!
The moment her dress was off, I noticed the shift in attention. She jumped right in but I stuck to the side of the pool, letting my feet just dangle in the cool water. Gabby looked graceful as she swam side to side, the water parting around her and swirling behind her. A few girls swam with her and they talked but about an hour later she swam over to me, that really wasn’t a view I needed, the water lightly splashing up that cleavage.
“Are you not getting in at all?”
“I am fine sitting here watching you.”
“But, it’s not fun without you.”
“You are doing fine.”
She stayed here with me a bit and I noticed that the mood was changing, the music wasn’t quite as electric, was a little more subdued.
“Is there a DJ here?”
“No, but I’m sure one made the playlist. Sound system is hooked up to a computer somewhere.”
“So…if I were to hunt for a bathroom, where would I find one?”
She giggled. “Second floor, there is access from that deck right there. Once you get in the hallway turn right, fourth door. If that’s got a huge line, the stairs are to the left and there are a few on the third floor.”
“Will you be okay?” I asked.
She smiled. “Sierra is standing on the deck, no one will mess with me. They know how she is.”
I got up and followed her directions, there was carpet inside so my slightly damp feet weren’t bad. I did end up on the third floor, the bathroom was pretty generic for such a big house but the two other doors I’d opened had bedrooms and they were nicely done. Once my hands were clean I started back down the hallway to head back out.
“Zac?”
I turned and saw Tera just down the hallway. She was wearing next to nothing but I diverted my eyes to her face.
“You’re here with Skye right?”
“Right. You’re Tera, right?”
“Yeah. Good to meet you actually, I won’t tell anyone your last name. I really didn’t believe her.”
“Thank you. Yeah, it’s real.”
She held a light conversation, didn’t really come on to me which was nice. It was mostly how we met and how she was doing since her overdose, which I held back the comments that directed the blame at her too.
“Do you like Smarties?”
“The candy? Who doesn’t?”
She held out a small cylindrical tube which had several of the multicolored candies inside.
“Have one, brought them to keep my sugar up. Don’t eat the brownies though.”
“Gabby warned me not to eat anything.”
I took the package, they were still sealed all the way around so once we split up I ate them on the way outside. I was noticing a bit of a change in the party, a lot of people were still dancing but they were also doing a lot of touching and kissing. I went back to the pool, where Gabby was sitting on the edge. There was some guy standing in front of her though, but she was just listening to him blubber about his swim meet last week at school, his overly soupped up car, the big house.
I sat down beside her and he glanced at me. “Who are you?”
“He’s my husband London, his name is Zac.” She said.
“Hey, he can join.”
“I can join what? If you think I’m sharing, you are very wrong.”
“No fun.”
He was clearly a bit drunk but he moved away. “Did you find the bathroom okay?”
“Third floor I did.”
“Yeah, people forget there is one there.”
“So…you are noticing a difference here right? I mean…I think that couple over there under the deck might be aiming for a lot more than just that heavy make out session.”
She glanced over and smiled. “It’s James and Janet, he keeps glancing at me like it’s going to bother me. I couldn’t care a less.”
“Why would he glance at you?”
She leaned over. “He thinks I want to join him, but I have no reason to. Especially when I know what I have is far better.”
I felt the slight blushing, but she got back in the water and I sat and watched, glanced around and it was clear this party was not winding down but by the number of people that were engaged in very heavy make out sessions, I was wondering exactly what it was turning into. I mean, I’ve never been to an orgy and given the number of people here I wasn’t sure I wanted too!
I was fine for a bit but then I did begin to feel very warm and this strange feeling was coming over me. The water around my feet felt colder, smoother as it slide around my feet and legs. But the warmer feeling caused me to slide into the water and swim my way over to Gabby. I felt a little rush of energy too, maybe the sugary candy was kicking in.
“I thought you weren’t getting in.”
“Changed my mind. I was getting a little hot.”
“Sure that the couple having sex behind you wasn’t the problem?”
I turned back and sure enough there was a couple there, over in the corner Janet had lost her suit too and it was clear why she preferred me, her lips on my neck felt softer than usual.
“Or you could keep watching them, I didn’t know that was a fetish of yours.”
I turned back. “No..just…none of the parties I’ve been to have ended with that.”
“We can go home.”
“I’m okay, really.”
The cool water did help cool me off a bit, after swimming around a bit I found a seat against the edge, they had a cleft all the way around, perfect height for sitting. I was feeling slightly nausea, but wasn’t sure why. Gabby sat down beside but she was lower in the water on purpose.
The water felt more like cool gel as it slid across my skin, the shirt was irritating me though and hell everyone else was shirtless! Gabby looked at me strangely when I took it off and laid it behind me.
“You feel okay there?”
“Yeah, just it was bothering me.”
I was finding that things felt different, the concrete for instance felt rougher than normal, the shorts against my body felt odd, even her foot against my leg. The music sounded crisper, clearer, and just overall better.
I was comfortable but felt movement behind me and then a few moments later there were long slender legs over my shoulders, they were tanned and the toes had hot pink nail polish.
“Hey babe, you looked lonely sitting here.”
I made the mistake of leaning my head back, which laid against her abdomen and it gave me a rather clear view of the breast she had, no top at all. Long blonde hair hung down her shoulders, straight as a board. But then I felt something on the sides of my thighs and then hands moved my head.
“He’s not lonely, I was sitting right beside him. What are you doing?”
I felt her hands on my shoulders, but they felt way too hot and uncomfortable, this girl felt wrong.
“Hoping to help him a little. You can join, I don’t think he’ll mind.”
I started to look up but a hand on top of my head kept my eyes focused instead on the smooth skin of her legs, ones I knew very well. Water droplets were sliding down her inner thighs and I was suddenly entranced by the way it glided over her skin.
“He doesn’t need your help Emily. He has me. Now get your legs away from him and put some damn clothes on.”
The arms and legs moved away from me and a brief glanced shows the same blonde walking back toward the house and yeah, she was naked. There was not a shred of clothing covering her ass.
“You’re eyes better not be on her.”
I slid my hands up her legs, feeling the strength of the muscles and the smoothness of her skin, the softness. I followed my hands up until I was looking up at her.
“She’s not you.”
I pulled her down gently, because I didn’t want her falling backwards, she settled in my lap, the familiar weight on my legs felt a little heavier, felt tighter around my thighs. Her hands on my shoulders didn’t feel hot, they felt cool and tingly. They slid around my neck and she put her forehead against mine.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“Are you sure? We can go home if you want too.”
I liked the sound of her voice but I didn’t want to talk, I wanted my hands on her, my lips, so I slightly moved and her lips felt way softer, sweeter. I let my hands move around to her back, could feel the subtle changes where muscles were but when I slipped my hand down the top of her bottom onto her ass she pulled back a bit.
“Feeling a little comfortable aren’t we?”
I just pulled her to me, recaptured those lips. I could hear people behind me, could at times, see couple across from the pool and even in the pool, but my focus was her. Not that she seemed to mind the make out session in the pool. I kept my hands on her ass though, one inside the suit one outside. I was finding her fingertips to be electric, each place they touched tingled. The feeling of her body against mine felt wonderful, I just wished the suit wasn’t there, it felt scratchy against my chest.
I moved my hand to her inner thigh, heard the soft little sigh and it was followed by a gasp when my fingers slipped inside the suit, finding my destination quickly, making slow circles around the clit wanting to warm her to the idea. She felt so smooth and the water was helping some, the cool sensations and the moving water.
“You are feeling comfortable.. if I didn’t know better I’d..oh… say all the noise around you are affecting you.”
I pressed my lips to her neck, slight sucking pressure. “It’s not the noises, it’s all you.”
I kept the kisses to those lips going, sometimes moving to her neck where I could suck or bite on the tender flesh there. I kept my fingers moving slightly in circles, letting the cool water rush over the warm flesh. Her hands were holding onto my arms for support and the little low moans were delectable. I adjusted slightly and it let me move my hand back and slip a finger in to her, which caused another moan.
“I think…home..”
“Why? Here is fine.”
“Least…fuck…inside.”
She felt soft, velvety even and this wasn’t the first time I’d done this but I felt little ripples, little folds, how wet she was inside. The water wasn’t allowing her arousal to show outside. I didn’t care about going inside, so I kept on with what I was doing. Moving up to two fingers and hearing her cuss a bit, two felt nice and I felt the slight rocking motion of her hips. I was about to move to three when her hand moved mine away.
“Why are you stopping me?”
“I would like to go inside or home.”
“Here is fine.”
Her lips met mine the same time her hand rubbed across the erection I’d had for some time now.
“But there are people who know you and as much as I want to fuck you right here, right now. I don’t want any more pictures of you fucking women on the internet. We are going inside or we can stop.”
“I wouldn’t care.”
“I do, come on.”
She adjusted me so it wasn’t as evident before she got up and stepped out. There was no way I was going to deny that I’d go wherever she wants, so I got up too. She grabbed my shirt and then our bag and shoes and waited on me, taking my hand to lead me to the stairs going up to the deck. I followed, watching the way her hips moved in front of me, I couldn’t resist once she was on the deck so I pulled her to me. Those lips were irresistible, still tasted as sweet.
“Here could work.”
Her free hand landed rather hard on my ass. “Not here, being so bad tonight.”
I pouted some, here or there, I wanted more now. She headed inside though and I followed, again stairs and that sway but I was glad she chose the first available door to the left and once I was inside she closed it and I heard the click of the door and the thump of the bag when she dropped it.
She didn’t make me wait long before she her hands were undoing the tie holding my suit on. Her hands moved just under the edge of the suit and moved around my side, the sensation sent a rush of electricity through me. The wet trunks fell to the floor pretty quickly and her bathing suit joined it right after. I was right, having her body against me without that suit was totally different, the softness of her breast against my chest and the way she felt. Each place her lips touched felt better than the last, it didn’t help they were trailing down my chest.
The feeling of her fingertips on the sac was nearly enough to make me want to sit down it was so intense, yet it paled to the feeling of her tongue as she came up the underside of my dick. The sensation was just so strong that I felt mildly weak in the knees.
“Fuck, that feels incredible.”
Yet all I could do was moan when that tongue swirled around the head and especially when she moved down and the back of her throat rubbed against the head. I was really enjoying the way she touched me, the massages to the sac, the occasional feeling of her nails sliding down my thigh.
I glanced down to watch and realized that she was fingering herself, it wasn’t the first time she had but the words just tumbled from my lips.
“That is so fucking hot, watching you do that.”
I slightly detected the confused look because I’d never said anything about liking it. It was much longer before that wasn’t enough, but I didn’t want something we’ve been doing. She trailed her kisses back up but instead of letting her move I moved her to the bed, laying her down on her stomach as I kneeled on either side of her thighs, letting my own cock rest on her ass.
To make sure I dipped my own fingers into her, feeling the wetness and knowing she was more than ready. She barely had her hips up which allowed me to angle perfectly and slid in easily. She felt tighter in this position but it felt like the head of my cock was feeling her for the first time. The tightness, the way she felt inside was different, each sensations seemed as intense as the other. The moan was music to my ears.
“Fuck, that feels quite…fuck..”
I moved forward some, different angle and it allowed me to place kisses across her shoulders and her neck.
“You like this?”
I pushed my hips forward, going deeper and she answered with what I think was a moan that was yes. She felt very different, that softness of her ass against my abdomen and the coolness of the comforter against my legs. I moved kind of slow at first, liking all the new sensations. The way she felt against me, the way my cock felt every little pulse and ripple. She really responded well, lifting her shoulders up some which let me reach her neck, those lips.
“Fuck, feels incredible.” She managed.
I could roll my hips some in this position and she was fine with the slower pace but when I got a bit faster she yelped. It wasn’t the best for anything quick, but adjusting so she was on her knees helped solve that. By that point talking wasn’t required. I could indulge in her likes, the popping in this positions. I found the sound and sight of her ass turning red was so much more arousing now. I was finding that every moment felt stronger, more sensual and even more animalistic. She felt tighter to me, the way her inner walls gripped and tightened around me was something I hadn’t noticed before. The way she moaned my name often was just better. Even watching as I slide in and out of her body at a rapid pace was stronger in feelings. Her orgasm came fairly quickly in this position and those walls tightened around me and I could feel the pulsing so much better.
I let her lay down a moment and I took the time to just appreciate her, letting her breath and I leaned down and placed kisses on her back, down and over those nice red spots.
“You keep doing that you’re going to put me to sleep.”
I sunk my teeth into the right cheek, heard the yelp. “I won’t let you go to sleep, oh no. I’m nowhere near done with you. I’ll have you screaming my name and waking everyone up.”
I glanced up and she looked back at me. “You can try, but this is a big house.”
I flipped her quickly and even slid her to me, much to her surprise, putting her right against me and I slid into her easily, causing her to gasp some. She still felt tight and when I leaned over I brought her legs with me, allowed for a really good penetration position, deep and filling.
“Son of a bitch.”
I leaned my head down and captured a nipple and slightly nibbled. I started rather slow again, but I got great depth and I was sure I was bottoming out. At some point I let her legs fall back to my waist, because I wanted those lips more and the legs were in the way! It didn’t really stop the depth or speed, but being able to capture those lips or have those nails drag down my back or arms was better. Adding to the already sensory overload. She came with me the second time, that pulsing and tightness added to the very strong orgasm that coursed through my veins as well. The scream may not have woken the entire house, but it was more than enough for me.
I didn’t want to let her go, which I didn’t. Even when I moved off of her, she came with me to her side so I could just hold her close to me. The sensation were coming down, the fuzzyheaded feeling I’d had that first intense orgasm with her use of the prostate overtook me. She was breathing rapidly and she’d actually laid her leg over my hip.
I really didn’t remember falling asleep, but I obviously did.