Stevie froze on the spot, she couldn't move, speak or tear her eyes away from the sight in front of her but the glass slid from her hand and it hit the ground with a barely noticeable thud because of the soft carpet cushioning its fall as the water spilled out into a puddle "Mick!" Yelled out Christine, clutching the sheets "Oh god, fuck, fuck, fuck!" She screamed and Stevie watched as she collapsed face down on the bed as Mick groaned loudly and slapped her ass cheek.
"Your so fucking hot Chris!" Mick gasped and grunted loudly, climaxing and releasing as he grabbed her hips firmly, pulling her against him and she screamed more.
She moaned loudly, still panting as she felt his warm and sticky release coating her insides and she instantly knew it was wrong, in her drunken state she had forgotten to ask him to pull out "Fuck!" She shuddered as he pulled out his now limp member, but she couldn't think clearly, nothing would come from the night anyway she thought as she lay face down on the hotel bed.
Mick pulled used his shirt to wipe his manhood off and then he tossed it on the ground, lowering Christine's lower half that was still upwards in the air "Chris I uh?" He paused rubbing her back and she swallowed and nodded, still recovering and gasping for air.
"What?" she stuttered.
Stevie felt the hot tears pouring down her cheeks, she thought maybe her and Mick had a chance together, she was in love with him, now carrying his child, but she clearly meant nothing if he was in Christine's room with his dick implanted inside of her, her best friend and secret love, she wasn't mad with Christine, only Mick, the words players only love you when they're playing, ran through her mind, Mick was another player, just like Don. She didn't know if to slap Mick or to run and hide, her thoughts had been muddled enough about her pregnancy, now her just going to try and confide in her best friend had led into her heart shattering "I made you bleed Chris, sorry!" Mick admitted, he knew after cleaning himself up and now he felt bad, they had used the rough sex as a release and he was worried he hurt her.
"Ugh," was all she muttered and then she laughed.
"I'm sorry, I will get some wet tissues and it should ease you!" He replied and turned around quickly, staring Stevie in the face and feeling her heartbreak that was apparent in her tearful brown eyes, the ones he had looked into so many nights when they made love and talked "Steph!" He stuttered, seeing the woman he loved in front of him and he felt sick.
"I, I!" She stammered back, then getting angry "Just get out Mick, let me take care of her, she's off her face, is this what you do is it, fuck your bandmates when they are vulnerable, get the fuck out of here now!" Stevie screamed, stamping her foot on the ground and pointing at the doorway.
Dazed Christine rolled onto her back "Honey, its ok, I'm fine!" She slurred, pulling the sheet over her naked body.
"No it isn't, get the fuck out Mick, you make me sick!" Stevie bellowed and Mick felt his heart plummet to his feet, he had blown it, what him and Stevie had, he ruined it before it even truly began, he was too weak to tell her his feelings, so he fucked his best friend instead. He just never thought him and Stevie were even official either, he thought she was just using him to blow of steam and forget about Lindsey.
"Stephanie, we need to talk, please!" He gulped, pulling his boxers up and covering his manhood so she took him more serious, he wanted to tell her how he loved her while the cocaine made him bolder.
"No Mick, you were doing the talking with your tusk inside of my best fucking friend!" Stevie snapped back.
"Its just Christine!" Mick exclaimed "I'm sure you have done her before, I found you's in bed together naked and alseep before, its not like I'm screwing some hooker, its just Chrissy!"
"I don't care, what were we, am I just Stevie, just a hole for your tusk?" She hissed "Get out, now, I am disgusted in you, if I keep looking at you, I will fucking slap you!"
Mick nodded, not wanting to cause her anymore hurt "I'm truly sorry, please can we talk if not now, tomorrow, give me one more chance, I love you!"
"Don't say that you love me, get out, I hate you!" she shouted and threw his clothes at him "NOW MICK, GO!"
