Sliding (The Stone Series)

by Kitty Berry

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  Back in the present Tate laughs, “I remember, we used to have some great fights back then. I always loved that you would challenge me; I don’t think you really gave in to me that often. Most girls were doing anything they could to keep their boyfriends happy, but not you. You use to give me a fight over everything. Hell, how many times did I get slapped across my face for shit I didn’t even do. But if I remember correctly we always had mind blowing make up sex. Remember that night at Danny’s house?” Tate asks.

  “Yes, I remember. That was the first time you called me a “bad girl” and took me over your knee. It was very hot if I remember correctly, started up something very erotic between us even when we were that young” I reminisce.

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  In Danny’s brother’s room Tate surprises me as he sits on the bed and pulls me over his knee in one motion. He laughs and it makes me do the same. I love when he’s being playful with me, when he holds me down and tickles me but this feels a little different and I love the feeling that’s rumbling in my core. It’s much better than the earlier feelings of betrayal and abandonment followed by my violently vomiting.

  “You were a very bad girl tonight young lady. I’m afraid I am going to have to punish you, you need a spanking. Lay over my lap.”

  When I pause he says more sternly, “Do as I say Brooklynn, do not upset me more tonight, it will only be worse for you.” I obey and lay across his lap feeling a warmth creep between my legs. I expect a soft tap but what I get is a hard smack that stings.

  “That one was for running away from me. How many more do I need to give you?” Tate waits for my response but then continues when none is forthcoming. “Answer me, how many more do you think you deserve for what you pulled tonight?” Tate commands.

  I am still unable to speak. I’m a little freaked out that he’s kind of playing but sort of serious with this. I’m also freaked out because I don’t think I have ever been this turned on before. My body is begging for more and it gets just what it’s asking for when Tate spanks me again, harder this time.

  “That one was for drinking. So let’s see that leaves hmm maybe three more” he informs me as he rubs my quickly pinking ass. I never protest or squirm; I just stay still and wait for the next sting to come and the pain to ripple through my body with the same surge as the pleasure. Tate smacks me three more times.

  “This one is for smoking pot without me. This one is for not speaking to me. And this one is going to be for being near another guy. Are you ready for this one baby? It’s going to hurt you as much as it hurt me to see you sitting there on that fucking lawn with that guy trying to get on top of you. Trying to have what is only for me, only mine.” And with that Tate snacks my ass the hardest he has yet tonight but I am distracted away from the pain because my focus is on my surprise over my building pleasure. He hasn’t touched me yet other than to spank me and yet I think I might explode right here over his knee.

  “Ahh…Tate” I scream not really sure if from pain or ecstasy.

  Chapter 8: The Restoration

  The day has finally arrived for us to close on our new home. Tate has asked Lucas from the Malibu Beach Inn to work for us and coordinate our home staff and he happily agreed. He will mostly be in charge of things when we entertain. He will coordinate the cleaning staff and help me organize various functions held at our home. Dominick of course will remain our security leader and Heidi and he decide that they will share a section in our house instead of each having their own living quarters. Things between them have heated up very quickly, I’m happy for them and I hope it works out.

  It turns out to be an even better day than I thought possible when I take a pregnancy test and it shows a plus sign. I am in the bathroom at our hotel after we sign the papers on the house and Tate is in the sitting area listening to a new group seeking his representation. I can’t believe what I am looking at and I want to tell Tate in some amazing way he’ll never forget but I just can’t wait even a second. I barely pull my yoga pants back up before I go rushing out to him. He sees me running at him and stands with a startled look on his face, “What is it baby? What’s wrong?” he asks as I leap into his arms still holding the pee covered stick in my hand. I can’t speak because I am in full hysterical mode so I just hand him the stick and watch his face. He slowly puts me down and I am worried that he’s not happy but then he falls to his knees and places his cheek on my still flat belly and wraps his hands around my body. He gently lifts my shirt and plants light sweet kisses over the exposed area. He is crying as badly as I am now, tears of joy and tears of sadness mixed together.

  “Is it sick that I want to make love to you right now, right here on this table?” Tate asks.

  “Not any sicker than all the other places we’ve done it” I answer as I take my shirt over my head and unhook my bra. Tate lowers me to the table with one hand as he undoes his pants with the other.

  “I feel like you’re made of glass all of a sudden, I’m afraid I can break you.”

  “You’ve always had the ability to break me, you came close a few times but I’m fine, it’s fine. Make love to me” I beg “And you don’t have to be gentle.”

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  It is the summer before senior year and I am at the beach with Asia and Wendy. Wendy is home from college and I only have one week until I leave for cheer camp so we decide to meet at our usual spot on the beach for a day of fun in the sun, girl style. Tate’s a little pissed off at me that I’m not spending the day with him but I promised to spend the night making it up to him.

  When Asia and I get to the beach we discover that Wendy has made other arrangements. She is there with four guys, one of which is draped all over her. She is never going to get a tan with his body covering her like that. She introduces us to Mark and his friends. He apparently is some guy she “hooks up with” at school and he decided to take a road trip to see her today. I guess it was silly of me to think that she would get back with Danny now that they’re home again. I wonder if Danny’s even home yet, maybe there still is a chance as long as this Mark guy’s not planning on hanging around too long.

  We all lay out together on two big beach towels. I am next to Wendy on one side and on the other side of me is one of Mark’s friends. Asia ends up next to Mark on the other side of Wendy somehow. Asia and I tell Wendy all about school and cheerleading. She’s psyched for us that we won 1st place again. Asia tells her that she’s back with Bobby and Wendy asks about Tate and me.

  “What do you mean you guys have been together since freshman year? That’s so fucked up!” Mark says.

  “You mean you’ve never been with another guy? I bet he’s been with plenty of girls. There is no way some dude is staying with one girl and not sampling around a little. You can’t fault him, it’s in our DNA” says Mark’s friend Tony as a cloud rolls over blocking my sun and making me cold.

  I start to defend Tate but Tony cuts me off offering, “I think you should do a little sampling yourself and I’d be happy to offer my services.”

  I hear Tate’s voice spit out, “She’s fine dude, she doesn’t need your services” and I look up to discover it’s not a cloud that’s been blocking my sun but Tate with Bobby and Danny. None of them look any too happy right now.

  Tony looks at Tate and apologizes, “Sorry dude, your girlfriend’s fucking hot. You can’t blame a guy for giving it a shot though.”

  Tate just kind of growls at him and puts his hand out to me, “Come sit with me” is all he says.

  Bobby makes Asia come sit with Tate and I on a towel near Mark and his friends but with a little buffer space. Danny has asked Wendy if he can talk to her a minute and the two of them have taken a walk somewhere. When I roll over to get sun on my back Tate gives me a stern warning, “If you even consider undoing your top right now be prepared to be taken over my knee right here on this beach in front of everyone. Understand?” Not knowing if he’s serious or playing I around, I choose the strap line over the
red ass.

  After the beach we all go home to shower. We are heading to the carnival that is set up on the pier at the beach. Tate and Bobby pick up Asia and I and when we get there Danny and Wendy are together, Mark and crew are nowhere in sight. We ride the rides and eat cotton candy and candy apples. Tate wins me a stuffed bunny and when Asia complains about not having one, he wins her one too. Bobby doesn’t look thrilled but Tate doesn’t seem to notice.

  When we are alone on the Ferris Wheel Tate asks, “So I remember a little promise you made me earlier about making it up to me that you were going to the beach without me.”

  “Yes, but you came to the beach anyway so I think that makes that promise completely void” I respond dripping with sassiness.

  “Huh, do you now? Well then I think that maybe you need to be punished for your behavior today at the beach. If I didn’t know you so well I might have assumed you didn’t want me at the beach today so you could hang out with those college guys” Tate retorts. “When we get off let’s get out of here and go somewhere where we can be alone.”

  “Are you going to spank me again?” I ask appalled and excited.

  “Do you want to be spanked? I think you need to be and I’d be more than happy to accommodate you.”

  “Maybe.”

  The ride comes to an end, Tate opens the door of the Ferris Wheel car for me, “After you, baby. Let’s slide.”

  Bobby and Asia agree to go home with Danny and Wendy so Tate and I can leave. Tate drives me to the high school parking lot and we pull around the back so no one will see his car. He gets out of the front seat and I follow him. He opens the back door for me and I climb in only to receive a playful smack on the ass. Tate pulls me to him and starts to kiss me gently at first but he quickly intensifies the kiss separating my lips with his tongue. I am so afraid someone is going to find us but at the same time it’s kind of risky and sexy and it’s getting me hot.

  He flips me onto his legs and says, “You were a very bad girl today, Brooklynn Adams and you need to be punished.” He slaps my ass lightly the first time but it still sends a surge through me instantly causing me to become aroused. The second slap makes me yell, “Argh.”

  “Next time yell my name” Tate orders before he slaps me the third time on my now pink ass.

  “Ahh…Tate” I obey and call his name.

  “Mmm…that’s it baby.

  He slaps me hard five more times in succession without stopping in between. I know my ass must be red by now by I can care less. I am so close to the finishing line that is all I can focus on and then Tate and I are breathless minutes later as we collapse in each other’s arms, both well sated.

  I went off to cheer camp again for six weeks and Tate spent two weeks at football camp then two more weeks at basketball camp. Once again we wrote to each other every day about our experiences. I told Tate all about Molly and Adam and how great it was to see them again. He told me all about the guys he met and how they all said they should try to get into the same college so they could play together.

  When Tate came back he had two weeks home without me around and he started partying hard with Bobby, David and Jeff. Tate, Bobby, Jeff or David would pick the other three up and they’d go to a package store in the next town over and wait outside until someone would agree to buy them alcohol. They would then go to the beach and drink until they couldn’t see straight. In the letters Tate sent me at camp he told me all about it and said it was the only time he felt like he was seeing straight. His father was putting so much pressure on him about college and his grades, about scouts coming to watch him and his sports. Tate was cracking under the pressure and everyone but his father could see it. I was worried about him but I was also on the other side of the country, I wasn’t witnessing how bad it was getting.

  The drinking soon became common place and they looked for a bigger high. They added smoking pot to their nightly ritual and when that wore off they added cocaine. They didn’t have to look hard to find it, we live not twenty minutes away from a college campus and you can get anything you like there.

  By the time I arrive home from camp Tate is like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. He spends all day with me being this super sweet and attentive boyfriend but then as the night rolls around he ditches me for the guys, booze and drugs. When we are together some days he just crashes because he’s been up all night doing lines. I try to talk some sense into him but he warns me to leave it alone. I even consider breaking up with him to scare him enough that maybe he’ll stop.

  The last Saturday before school starts back up there is a huge party in the woods. Tate and I go together in his car and I am finally happy that he is spending time with me instead of his friends. When we get there Bobby and David have come in Jeff’s car and they are already completely wasted and clearly coked up. These two girls who are a year behind us are throwing themselves at Jeff and David. They are begging them for some of their beer and they keep asking them if they can score them some weed.

  Bobby and Asia are sitting together talking, looking close and friendly for the first time since they broke up long ago. At one point I even see them kissing then they disappear into the woods for a while. When they resurface they are holding hands and clearly back together. It warms my heart to know that maybe they’ve worked things out. I always felt like their relationship was cut short because of Asia’s pregnancy. Maybe this time around they’ll survive.

  Jeff and David leave with the girls even though I have repeatedly asked them not to drive; they are both drunk and high. Tate is too fucked up by this point to talk any sense into them so he is of no use. I have no idea how Tate and I are going to get home unless I drive and I don’t have my license yet. I tell Bobby that he better sober up and he promises that he’s sober enough to drive and won’t drink anymore.

  About two hours after Jeff and David leave they are still not back and it’s getting late so we decide to go home figuring they scored with the girls and are having a good time. Bobby drops Asia and I off at her house and he takes Tate home with him, knowing what will happened if Tate’s father sees him in the condition he is in. Asia is a little tipsy so we are very quiet when we go into her house. We sneak up stairs to her room and lock the door behind us. Before I can find out what’s up with her and Bobby she is sound asleep.

  Only a few hours later we are woken up by her mother banging on her door.

  “Girls, get up there’s been an accident” she says.

  “Mmm, my head” Asia moans as she tries to focus on where she is.

  “Girls, are you awake, you need to open the door right now. Brooklynn, your parents are here. Let’s go. Open up now and come out here” she demands.

  When we walk into the living room and I see my mother in tears I collapse to the floor. Oh my God, no not Tate. It can’t be him that was in an accident. This is not happening. I can’t breathe. The room is closing in on me and everything is going black. I assume that I have died from a broken heart, that Tate must be dead and that I cannot live without him so my body must have just died right here in Asia living room.

  I come to and few minutes later to find that I am on the floor in Tate’s arms and he is a sobbing mess as are Bobby and Asia. Our parents step out of the room holding hands with one another. Tate and Bobby’s parents are there too. I am so confused.

  “What…what happened? I died? I…Tate? Oh my God. You’re all right. Asia’s mom said there was an accident and I saw my mom crying and I just thought it had to be you. I thought you were dead. Oh my God Tate, I thought you were dead” I say as I punch his chest and he accepts my blows like he deserves them, like he’s asking for more to feel something, anything. When I calm enough to listen to him he takes my face in his hands and simply says, “Jeff and David” through his tears.

  “They got into an accident last night. Jeff was gone before help got there, David is on life support, and they don’t think he’ll wake up. The girls they were with didn’t make it either. Oh God Brook. My best friends are gone
because of me. I started this whole thing; I never should have gotten them into all this shit. I should have stopped them from driving last night. I knew how fucked up they were but I was too fucked up to stop them.”

  “I tried, I begged them not to go, not to drive but they didn’t listen. They just got in the car all happy like they were going to hook up with those girls and life was good. How can they be gone just like that Tate? How? Oh my God, Jeff and David, no! This can’t be happening to us. You hear this every year somewhere a high school kid dies in a car crash but never in your town. How can we be those kids? What do we do now?”

  I continue to ramble on, “I felt like a piece of glass just shattering into a million pieces when I thought it was you and now, I’m relieved that it wasn’t. What kind of person does that make me? Two of our best friends are dead and I’m just glad it wasn’t you.”

  I am whaling out of control as our parents come back into the room and hug each and every one of us through tears, theirs and ours. Tate’s father even hugs him and Tate allows him to.