Amber's Fantasy (7 page)

Wordlessly, he led her inside, through the dimly lit living
room and down the short hall. Luckily he had made the bed that morning. He took
her by the shoulders and sat her down on the satin coverlet. Her eyes were big,
trusting.

“Lie back, baby,” he told her, gently lowering her shoulders
onto the bed.

He stretched out alongside her. She smiled up at him and he
dipped his head, his lips finding her nipple once more. He suckled for a
moment, then worked his way in tender kisses up her neck to her mouth again.
Her lips opened softly beneath his, inviting him in once more. He tasted warm
coffee and felt her hands move on his back in lazy swirls, pulling him closer. So
he put his hand on her thigh and slid it up, pushing the hem of the silky dress
up to her waist.

One bedside lamp threw a warm glow across the bed, limning
her body. The vee between her lovely thighs was covered by a mere wisp of black
satin. The ache in his groin increased as he took in the sight of her gently
rounded belly, the smooth expanse of her long, golden legs, and the sweet
mystery of those hidden delights. Returning his lips to hers, pulling her
tongue deeper into his mouth, he let his fingers stray down across the rise of
her mound. She writhed beneath his touch, a low moan coming from her throat.

“Open for me, Amber,” he whispered, caressing the satiny
barrier.

She let her thighs relax some. He stroked up and down the
crotch of her panties, finding them soaked through. His cock jerked in
response. God, how he wanted to bury himself in her silky passage! Unable to
wait, he pulled her panties aside, exposing her neatly trimmed mons and the
glistening lips of her pussy. She sucked in her breath and her hands fluttered
up to make a barrier there.

“Don’t, Amber. Never hide yourself from me. You’re sexy as
hell. Don’t you know that?”

She stared up at him. “It’s been a long time since—since
anyone touched me there.” Her voice was almost a whisper.

“I’ll go slow, baby. I promise.”

When she gave a little nod he took her wrists in one of his hands
and pressed them into the pillow above her head, sensing in her a need to be
gently restrained. No way was he going to let her cover herself again. As she
came to the realization that he’d pinned her hands down, her eyes flew open
wide, the pupils enlarging. But he saw no fear there, and she didn’t object. He
held her gaze as he hooked one finger into the top band of her panties and
pulled them off, leaving her bare. Then he dipped his fingers into the slick
crevice of her folds once more. She was lying with her legs almost together,
but as he teased and caressed her, she sobbed out a moan and let her legs fall
open.

The scent of her arousal surrounded him. It went to his
head, intoxicating him. He bent low and inhaled deeply as he slid one finger
into her entrance, and then inserted a second. Her body gave beautifully,
allowing him to push in even deeper. As he began to stroke in and out she
wriggled beneath him, lifting her hips to meet the rhythm of his touch.

* * * *

Amber had never experienced anything quite as delicious as
the stimulation of Ray’s fingers in her pussy. She’d only been with a handful
of guys, and none of them had taken any time or trouble with foreplay. Through
the lovely haze of her arousal, it flitted across her mind how unladylike she
must look, splayed open on the bed for his perusal. She’d never thought of her
pussy as particularly attractive. But Ray didn’t seem to agree. In fact, he
seemed entranced, his gaze caressing every inch of her as if she were a queen.
She let her eyes drift closed. Perhaps she really could just relax and enjoy
the sensations.

That thought had no sooner occurred to her than she felt his
mouth on her body.

“Oh!” She cried out as his tongue sought for and found her
clit and expertly teased the tiny bud until it was swollen and sensitive,
aching for more. Then he closed his lips on her and sucked at it, drawing it
out of its hiding place, his fingers working inside her all the while.

It was too much. The sensations swirled high in her body,
building and humming, almost unbearable. She strained against his mouth, her
heartbeat thundering in her ears. He flicked her clit with his tongue, nipped
at it, taunting her, until finally she went over the edge. Her body bucked and
spasmed. He held her in place, licking her pussy, gently tweaking her nipples
until she finally quieted.

He let go of her wrists, and Amber covered her face with one
arm as she lay still, feeling her heart slow down. All of her limbs felt
deliciously heavy. And her skin tingled in the gentle breeze that wafted from a
nearby open window. She was just about to grab her dress and cover herself when
she felt Ray adjusting the fabric. She moved her arm and peeked out at him.

“Hi.” He was grinning down at her as he covered her breasts,
patting the dress back into place with an air of familiarity. She felt her
nipples perk up. “You were magnificent,” he whispered.

“Oh, my God. I’m so embarrassed.” She covered her eyes
again.

“Don’t be. I enjoyed that very much.” He placed a kiss on
her lips, allowing her to taste her own scent. It was much nicer than she had
imagined, reminding her of misty ocean air. She kissed him back. When he drew
away she opened her eyes to see him lying beside her, his chin propped on one
hand. She glanced down at the bulge in his slacks.

“But you didn’t get anything out of it.”

“Not true. I got the pleasure of giving
you
pleasure,
Amber. I loved seeing you come.”

“Can I—um—can I return the favor?”

She’d given a few blow-jobs in her life, but usually it was
all the guy’s idea and her mouth had just gone along for the ride. She’d never
particularly enjoyed it. Tonight, things felt different. For the first time,
she was excited at the prospect of treating a man to some hot oral sex. And she
had to admit she was more than a little curious to see what was making that
forbidding bulge in his pants.

Ray laughed and stroked one finger along her arm. “I might
remind you of your offer later.” His eyes focused on hers, piercing her. “For
now though, I just want to be inside your beautiful body.”

At his words, intense desire washed over her. She wanted
that too, to feel the thrill of his weight upon her, his cock filling her,
possessing her.

“Let’s get you out of this dress.”

Before she could demure, he had lifted the dress over her
head and pulled it away, tossing it on a nearby chair.

“Pretty dress. Prettier woman,” he said, letting his eyes
rake over her.

Completely naked now, Amber schooled herself to lie unmoving
as Ray smoothed one hand over one breast and down her belly. His fingers left a
tingling trail on her skin.

“This way I get to see and enjoy every inch of you.”

“But that isn’t fair.
You’re
still dressed.”

He grinned. “Not for long.”

True to his word, he stood up and shucked his slacks and
boxers off, then unbuttoned his long-tailed shirt. He seemed to enjoy taking
his sweet time, nudging each button through its hole in slow motion as he
continued to peruse her reclining body with avid eyes. As more and more of his
torso was revealed, Amber forgot her own modesty. It was her turn to admire his
body.

He shrugged out of his shirt and stood naked at the end of
the bed, splendid in every way, from the breadth of his chest to the stunning
erection nestled high against his flat belly. Used to seeing darker-skinned
men, she found herself appreciating how the warm lamplight gave perfect
definition to the taut muscles of his abs, thighs, and calves. Then her gaze
fastened on his cock once more. What would it be like to put that lovely thing
in her mouth?

His grin got wider the longer he stood there, letting her
look her fill.

“Are you ready for me, Amber?”

She nodded. “Yes, please.”

He went to the bedside table and took out a condom package,
opened it, and put it on himself. She watched, fascinated, as he rolled it down
his turgid length, hoping she’d get a chance later to do that for him.

Then he came to her once again, lifting one leg over to
straddle her body. Kneeling above her, he held her face in his hands and kissed
her deeply, taking time to arouse her, to draw her into the experience with
him. His lips caressed hers, and his tongue invaded her mouth with gentle
insistence. She let him in, relishing the long stroke of his tongue against
hers. In a moment his hands left her face and moved down to fondle her breasts.
The combination was exquisite: stroking tongue in her mouth and teasing fingers
on nipples already tender and engorged. She raised her hands to his back and
slid them down his smooth, warm skin, finally daring to cup his buttocks.

In response, he gave a low groan and squeezed her breasts,
his thumbs scraping her sensitive nipples. She bit back her cry, but he sensed
her response.

“You like that?” His thumbs continued to rasp her throbbing
flesh.

“Yes. Yes.”

His lips moved on her once more, tugging one eager nipple
into his searing mouth. She felt the sensation deep inside her, as if he were
stroking her core with his tongue. Hands gripping his buttocks, she pulled him
closer, wanting him inside. When his cock nudged her mound, she spread her
thighs in invitation. He dipped his body, prodding her entrance. She found him
with her hand and guided him, crying out in gladness when he slid home inside
her.

Nothing had ever felt so right.

After a few seconds he pulled back and then entered her again.
His gaze sought hers and held, staring into her eyes as his cock dove deep into
her body.

* * * *

Ray’s skin tingled where Amber’s fingers kneaded his ass.
His heartbeat drummed in his ears. He fought the primal urge to drive his cock
into her over and over. Instead he slowed himself and smiled down at her,
watching the effects of arousal on her lovely face. Her lashes swept low,
eyelids heavy, her breath was shallow and broken and she urged him on with
little moans. The barest sheen glistened on her forehead. Finally, she opened
her eyes and smiled back at him.

“Feels so good.” She sighed. Her hips rose in rhythm with his
own, fitting herself around him, and he found his way deeper inside.

“God. Amber. Baby.”

She moved with him as if they had always done this dance
together. As if their bodies recognized something in the other that had been
missing. Each time he thrust forward, her pussy enveloped him like a sweet,
slick glove. She welcomed him with no reservation, her entire essence belonging
to this moment they shared. Again and again he filled her willing body,
watching entranced as the expression on her face softened even more and she
became the sexual animal God had intended.

She was the most desirable woman he’d ever been with.

Even as he wished he could prolong the exquisite sensations,
he felt his climax beginning to build. It rose around him like a monster ocean
wave, too mountainous to hold back. His focus turned inward as the wave
overtook him, punching him into a different reality. He hung there, savoring
every pulse and spark, his body suspended over her.

And then to his surprise he felt her pussy clench around him
and heard her cry of satisfaction. She gripped his upper arms and lifted her
hips, milking every last bit of sensation from the orgasm before falling back
to the bed. He fell beside her.

After several moments he opened his eyes. She was lying with
eyes closed, her face flushed, breasts heaving as she caught her breath. He’d
never seen anything so beautiful.

She was perfect for him.

The radical realization took him by surprise. He didn’t know
her all that well. Yet he sensed in her a kindred spirit in her dedication to
her family, her work ethic, her quiet intellect. Not to mention the amazing
physical chemistry they’d just concocted in his bed.

But what about
her
? She’d apparently enjoyed herself.
Twice.

The traitorous question circled his mind: Had she longed for
a second man to join them?

He shoved the troubling thought away as he pulled up the
bedspread around them to keep her warm. It didn’t matter anyway. He was leaving
town in two days, and the whole idea of trying to grow a relationship with her,
with everything else he had on his plate, just didn’t make sense. They had
tonight together, and that was all.

* * * *

Amber studied her reflection in Ray’s bathroom mirror. She
looked totally hot in his white dress shirt, if she did say so herself. It hit
her mid-thigh, covering her but leaving everything open to the imagination—and
to Ray’s touch, she hoped. When she’d left his bed a few minutes ago, it was
the easiest cover-up to grab. Now all she could think about was him taking it
off her.

What they’d just done together was amazing. She’d loved
every minute of it, from the way he’d imprisoned her wrists while he kissed her
and played with her breasts, to the expert use of his lips on her pussy, to the
perfect friction of his cock inside her. She’d never come twice before—she
usually didn’t come at all with a new man—but Ray had a way of making her relax
and feel completely desirable.

This was all new territory for her. She’d always longed to
be sexually confident and comfortable with her body. She’d blamed herself that
she wasn’t. But the longer she was with Ray, the bolder she had felt. Maybe her
past experience had more to do with the lovers she’d chosen? That idea brought
a smile to her face as she began to imagine going back in the bedroom right this
minute and showing him exactly how bold she was feeling. If she remembered
correctly, her mouth had an appointment with that magnificent cock of his.

Her naughty thoughts were interrupted by the muted sound of
voices. Ray must have turned on the TV in the living room. She’d just have to
move her surprise blow-job to the couch. She opened the door and padded down
the hall.