In The Moment (4 page)

He lifted his head. “And are you over
him?”

“Yes”, she answered quickly and pulled
the other strap down, her heart racing unable to wait any longer to
feel his touch. She pressed against him and kissed along his neck,
letting her hands roam over the tightly coiled muscles of his arms
and chest.

“Maybe this isn’t the best time to
ask.” He snapped her head back and she covered his mouth with her
own, slipping her tongue into his waiting mouth. She flicked and
swirled her tongue over his.

Memories of his true taste flooded her
senses. She pushed away and pulled her lip through her teeth.
“Kevin, I want to suck your dick.”

He flipped onto his back, swiftly
removing his boxers. “I want you naked this time, Amber”, he
demanded and spread his legs.

Amber sat up and pulled the nightie
over her head and slipped out of the thong. She began to crawl down
the bed, but Kevin grabbed her ankle. “On top.” He yanked her
backward.

Momentarily dazed, Amber climbed onto
his chest facing his stiff cock. She gripped him and licked over
his glistening shaft, savoring the flavor that had been with her
all day. Little by little she took him into her mouth, sucking and
licking down his hard length, enjoying the feel of the throbbing in
her mouth and his soft moans.

She cupped his balls into her hand,
gently squeezing until he groaned and jerked upward. “Umm, umm” She
pumped him into her mouth, salivating with each bump of his pelvis
against her lips.

He jammed his fingers into her and her
mouth released him. “Don’t stop, Amber.” She closed her lips around
him again trying to concentrate on pleasuring him and not on the
pressure that was building inside her as he pushed in another
finger. “Keep sucking, baby.” He jerked up into her mouth, twisting
his fingers inside her slick inner walls.

“Can’t…Kev…I’m gonna come.” She rocked
hard and fast against his hand, letting his cock slip from her
trembling hand as she climaxed with a scream that seemed to shake
the walls.

She rolled off his chest, panting.
Small convulsions twisted her body on the silky sheets. Kevin
mounted her, spreading her legs with his own. He lay his body over
hers, pressing her into the bed and pushed into her. She clenched
around him as he forced his way deeper and deeper into her
tightening tunnel.

Amber wrapped her arms around Kevin’s
bowed back, her hips undulating to accommodate his powerful
thrusts. She wanted to cry out from the pressure of his thick cock
buried deep inside her, but the weight of his body on hers
prevented anything more than a whimper.

Kevin slipped his arms under hers and
hooked his hands over her shoulders pulling her down as he jerked
upward. Her eyes closed, her body shaking beneath his. His
breathing was becoming shallow and ragged. “Open your
eyes!”

Amber forced her eyes open as he
plunged into her, his own eyes were a pair of narrow slits. His
mouth dropped open and his eyes rolled slowly back into his head as
his body stiffened. He slammed into her again spewing curses and
sending a hot stream into her. She hit the ceiling, her back
arching off the bed and her legs twitching and curling around his
back.

Kevin dropped on top of her and rolled
quickly onto his back allowing her to breath. “Shit, girl. Fuck.”
He groaned, taking in great gulps of air.

Even the soft feel of the bedding was
almost too much to take; every sensation sent a shiver through her.
“No!” She yelped as Kevin ran his finger down her spine. “Don’t
touch me right now.”

After a few moments, she felt the bed
shift beside her as he moved close enough for her to feel his
breath on her shoulders. “I got to be up early in the morning,
Sweetpea. So maybe we can try some of the things Heather got for us
tomorrow.”

Amber rolled over and hugged him,
laughing.

~~~

Amber hurried along the path as
something moved in a shrub near the path to the stables. It had
been dark when they arrived at Kevin’s place yesterday and Amber
didn’t have a clear vision of her environs. In the bright morning
sun, she could see the glass and stone structure that seemed to
spring from the surrounding woodlands. Kevin had built and designed
his dream home and it was gorgeous. The interior was too manly for
her tastes and Heather was right that it needed feminine
touches.

The stables came into view and Amber
was once again amazed. She had pictured a small building with a few
horses but this was a high-end facility bustling with activity. The
smell was overwhelming. She covered her mouth.

She made her way through the horses and
people toward Kevin who was brushing a large white horse. She
noticed a few curious glances as she neared the great beast. “So
this is Tessie.”

“This is La Contessa di Firenze.” He
winked at her and she rolled her eyes. “She gets to decide if you
can call her Tessie.”

“Umm.” She folded her arms under her
chest. “Let’s get this ride over with. Heather’s taking me to
lunch.”

He wrinkled his face up and began
leading the horse back to the stable. “Let me get Tessie back and
I’ll bring your horse out.”

“I don’t get to ride
Tessie…Contessa?”

“No, Sweetpea. Only I ride Tessie.” He
grinned, patting the mare’s side. “I told you I don’t like to
share.”

She watched him lead the horse back to
the stable, his jeans fitting snugly over his trim hips. His hair
had grown longer and hung down from the hat curling over his ears.
Was there an angle that she could look at him and her heart
wouldn’t flutter?

When he returned with two
smaller brown horses, she answered her own question.
No
.

~~~

Four months flew by in a blur of late
dinners, boring concerts and passionate embraces. Kevin discovered
that Amber was an amazing woman full of contradictions. She chose
clothes that hid her gorgeous body and used that same body to
render him breathless. She presented an almost overbearing
personality that demanded control in every aspect of her working
life and yet she willingly submitted herself to his
desires.

Following her through the final
walk-through of the Bingham House for the Arts was torture. She
moved gracefully through the rooms tossing her thick hair over her
shoulders and smiling in the constricting suit. Several times, he
had wanted to take her into his arms, press into the newly painted
walls…

“Kev, keep up buddy.” Ronald slapped
his arm and he rejoined the rest of the group through the tour of
the house.

After the group settled into one of the
conference rooms set up as a reception area, Kevin headed in
Amber’s direction. They hadn’t agreed on a meeting place for his
last evening in town and he needed to know if he should pack now or
if he would have time in the morning.

He spotted her in the corner with her
former fiancé. Harold led her into an adjacent hall. Kevin
followed.

When he made his way through the crowd,
he found Harold pointing at Amber. His dark features were pinched
into an angry scowl. “Sweetpea, why don’t you let me talk to Harold
for a little bit?” He glared at Harold, positioning himself in
front of Amber.

“I can take care…”

“Sweetpea, go enjoy your party. You
worked hard on it.” His eyes never left Harold’s.

“Kevin, I can handle this.” She turned
him around to face her, her eyes blazing.

“If it’s over I handle it, if it’s
not…” He stared at her, anger constricting his chest.

“Look, you’ve gotten to experience your
Black girl fantasy and now it’s time for you to head back to the
ranch and fuck your cousins.” Harold’s condescending tone rang in
his ears.

Kevin spun and saw his hand connect
with Harold’s jaw sending the thin man careening against the
wall.

Amber screamed and shoved him back and
ran to Harold’s limp form slumping against the wall. He hadn’t
wanted to see anymore and pushed through the onlookers that began
crowding the doorway.

He waited for her in the parking lot
for a few minutes and then sped into the busy streets, reaching for
the cigarettes that weren’t there.

~~~

Amber punched Kevin’s doorbell in a
fury. He finally flung the door open, wearing a towel cinched
around his thick waist. Amber sashayed into the room, her snappy
opening forgotten with the sight of his four-pack peeking above the
towel.

“It’s been two days, were you planning
on coming after me?” She turned on her heels to face
him.

“I needed to make sure you were over
Harold. Guess you are since you drove two and half hours to ask
that question.”

“I guess I am.” She smiled, her eyes
glancing down to the coiled band of the towel.

“Aw, Sweetpea, if only there was
something you could do to make this ole country boy believe
that.”

She tilted her head to the side. “And
what would you like me to do?”

His voice dropped lower and his stare
sent a tingle down her spine. “You know the way I like
it.”

Amber began unbuttoning her jacket and
kicked off her shoes as Kevin watched. He discarded the towel and
stroked himself as she removed her jacket and skirt. He groaned,
jerking his rod harder as she slipped out of her bra and panties.
“Over the sofa,” he demanded.

Amber walked into the living room and
placed her hands securely around the arm of the sofa. Before he
touched her, she could already feel a puddle forming deep inside.
The first slap to her rear sounded across the spacious living room
and elicited a scream from her. The second slap was harder and
caused her body to dip slightly before being able to stand again.
She moaned, a throbbing rippled through the puddle between her
legs. “Come on baby, just put in please.” He slapped her ass again.
She arched backward, moaning, “Please Kev, just put it in please.
Baby, please.”

Kevin rubbed his hand over her ass and
between her legs. “What does it feel like?” He bent over her back
and kissed between her shoulder blades. A sharp tingle rattled down
her spine.

“It stings.” He rubbed over her breasts
and back down to her ass, her body twisted beneath his strong
hands. “Kevin just put it in, please.”

He slapped her ass again. She begged
between and during the slaps that sent stings of delight from her
head to her toes. He finally acquiesced and rammed his cock into
her. Amber bounced against each of his thrusts, the walls of her
canal contracting against his hard length. Kevin grunted each time
his balls bumped her ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh
of her hips.

His breathing became hoarse, irregular
and he whimpered. Amber wiggled her hips against him, the hairs
above his cock tickling her while his immense size filled her with
intense pleasure. She sucked in her breath hard as her body began
to convulse against his. She closed her eyes against the spinning
room, tremors shaking her arms and legs.

Kevin plunged into her limp frame, his
body contorting against her back. He pulled her down with him to
the cold tiles of the floor.

Amber wrapped her arms and legs around
him, resting her head on his heaving chest. “Kevin, don’t test me
like that again.”

“Yes, Sweetpea.” He patted her
ass.

“And think of something else to call
me. I hate Sweetpea.” She lifted her head.

“Yes, Sweetpea.” His eyes were closed
and Amber knew that he wasn’t listening to her. For the time being,
she forgave her cowboy and snuggled closer to him.

~~~

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