My Everything - Seth & Amber (32 page)

He needed to touch her. He reached up and
barely made contact with her luscious breasts before her eyes
opened and she firmly grabbed his wrists, a wicked smile playing
across her mouth as she placed them at his sides, “I said hands to
yourself."

Even playfully, it was difficult for Seth to
give up control. But looking into Amber’s eyes, lit up with arousal
at the thought of being in control of their lovemaking, he knew
there was no way he would take that away from her.

He smiled as he lifted his hands and laced
them behind his head casually.

Her eyes darkened with lust as she stilled,
saying, “You are really sexy.”

“So are you.”

She smiled knowingly at his statement before
raising up on her knees and positioning the head of his penis at
her opening. His erection jumped as she pressed her dewy flesh over
the tip. A guttural moan ripped from his chest as a surge of
pleasure shot through him. He flexed his hands behind head, trying
to maintain control.

Amber’s lips parted with a small gasp as she
lowered herself onto him. He slid, inch by inch, into her hot,
moist sheath. She sat still for a moment, eyes closed, as he felt
himself grow larger inside of her and her inner walls pulsed
tightly around him.

Slowly, he felt her hips begin to roll, and
the movement caused his body to be strung even tighter. She opened
her eyes and leaned forward, resting her hands on his chest as she
moved her hips back and forth, rocking against him seductively.

He saw a flush rising up her neck as she
began moving up and down, sliding his rod in and out of her body.
He looked down to see the place where they were intimately joined,
and the sight of his length glistening with her juices as it glided
in and out of her body was its own brand of sensual torment. He
wanted so badly to touch her. To guide her hips.

It was a vicious cycle - the harder he had to
fight himself to keep from taking back control from her, the more
aroused he became, which made him want to touch her and control
their movements even more.

As her speed picked up, he felt tremors
coursing through his body as pleasure coiled in his groin. She
looked down at him as her thighs began to quiver. Seth remained
still aside from the small movement of his hips as they met
hers.

His eyes never left hers as he watched Amber
bring herself to climax riding on top of him. Her nails dug into
his chest as her breathing became more and more ragged. Her lips
parted as her entire body shook with her release. It was the most
erotic thing he had ever seen.

She collapsed on top of him and the sweet
smell of her hair filled his nostrils as her breasts pressed
against his chest. His steel hard length throbbed inside of her as
he felt the last spasms of her inner walls contracting around him.
When her breathing slowed, he quickly flipped her onto her back,
never breaking their intimate contact.

Her eyes flew open and she looked up at him
with renewed lust.

He felt the corner of his mouth turn up as he
said in a gravelly tone, “My turn.”

Her eyes widened and he grabbed both of her
wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head. He dipped his
head and pulled her taut nipple between his lips, lightly nipping
the beaded bud with his teeth before slowly gliding his tongue
across it. After giving one breast his laser-focused attention, he
moved to the other.

He moved back and forth until she was
squirming beneath him. With each pass of his tongue, he felt her
chest rising faster as her breathing became more and more shallow.
With the hand that held her wrists, he rubbed his thumb across the
soft skin beneath her palm and felt her pulse beating rapidly.

He was still buried deep inside of her tight
warmth, his length throbbing heavily. Need rocketed through him,
but he held his pelvis perfectly still, savoring the feeling of
being wrapped in her snug feminine core. Every time her hips bucked
against him he would use his free hand to grip her hip, holding her
tightly in place.

“Seth,” she cried.

He lifted his head, looking at her as he
rubbed the rough hairs of his five o’clock shadow slowly across her
highly sensitized, wet, pebble-hard nipples.

“Please,” she whimpered as her hips once
again bucked against him.

Hearing the desperation in her voice, he
moved up her body, framing her beautiful face with both of his
arms. His heart pounded as the stared down into her intoxicatingly
beautiful eyes.

He released her wrists from his hold and
threaded his fingers through hers as he began slowly pulling out
then pushing back inside of her moist heat. With each stroke he
increased both the speed and pressure.

Amber tightened her fingers around his hand
as her body started shaking beneath him. Her soft, needy sounds
turned to loud whimpers of pleasure, crying out his name as she
went up and over the edge.

He felt his body quickly building to release.
Leaning down he covered her mouth with his in a passionate kiss as
explosions of ecstasy filled his entire body.

As the lasts pulses of sensual gratification
twitched through him, he rested his forehead against hers.

“I love you,” his managed to say, his voice
strained.

Her eyes shined as she whispered back, “I
love you so much.”

Seth moved beside her and pulled her into his
arms. She snuggled her rear up against him as a small sigh of
satisfaction fell from her lips. As he drifted off into a peaceful
sleep with Amber safe and happy in his arms, he felt…complete.

“Honestly Jamie, I am fine. Do not give
it another thought,” Amber assured her friend as she helped her
into her wedding dress.

As Amber buttoned the tiny buttons in the
back of Jamie’s white lace trumpet gown, Jamie shook her head, “I
just can’t believe that you were held, with a knife to your neck,
just last night and you’re here,” she looked over her shoulder,
“
and
you look amazing. You are a rock star.”

Amber just smiled as she finished buttoning
the last of the buttons. She knew it might be odd, but the incident
in the garage didn’t feel like it had happened last night. It felt
like it was in the distant past.

“Can I ask you one thing?” Jamie whispered
conspiratorially.

Amber looked around the room. It was just her
and Jamie in the small bridal suite.

“Why are you whispering?” Amber asked.

“Oh,” Jamie laughed, “I don’t’ know. I guess
I usually don’t ask people personal questions. I was just wondering
if you and Seth are, you know...
together
.”

“That’s not really that personal, Jam,” Amber
loved her friends. They were all such amazing women with funny
quirks.

“Well, it’s none of my business,” Jamie said
by way of explanation.

“Yes,” Amber answered happily, “we are
together. Officially.”

Jamie clapped her hands excitedly, “Oh, I
knew it! You guys belong together.”

The door flung open and Katie and Sophie came
in with worried looks on their faces.

“What’s wrong?” Amber and Jamie asked in
unison.

“Well, I don’t really know how to say this,”
Katie said as she glanced back at Sophie nervously.

“Um, well…” Sophie began.

“Is it Joey?” Amber could hear the fear in
Jamie’s voice.

“No.” Katie and Sophie shook their heads.

“Is it Alex?” Jamie asked her voice a little
shaky.

“No.” Katie and Sophie replied.

Jamie put out her hands. “Then what?”

“Well, I don’t want this to put a damper on
the occasion but…” Katie began.

“Just tell me,” Jamie’s voice held a little
panic in it.

The door flew open again. Katie’s Aunt Wendy
who was also the wedding coordinator, came in, speaking into her
headset. “Stand down for now.”

“What’s going on?” Jamie asked the room in
general.

“The back two rows of the church are filled
with girls crying their eyes out,” Aunt Wendy said bluntly. Katie
and Sophie nodded their heads with knowing looks on their
faces.

“What?” Amber and Jamie looked at each other
seeing if the other might understand what Wendy was talking
about.

“Did someone die?” Jamie asked.

“Well, I think they kind of look it that way.
You see they were all
friends
of Alex,” Wendy said
tactfully.

“Ooooh,” Jamie and Amber both said, coming up
to speed.

Alex had been pretty popular with the ladies
and had maintained many “friends with benefits” relationships at
once. Amber had always thought it was crazy that girls would put up
with it, but, hey...she had to give Alex props on the fact that he
never lied to girls or led them on.

He just had game.

“Oh, those poor girls,” Jamie said, bringing
her hand to her mouth as she shook her head slowly back and
forth.

“Poor girls, my ass!” Sophie exclaimed.
“Those hoochies need to go.”

“No. I don’t want to kick anyone out,” Jamie
said, “as long as they’re not being disruptive I don’t mind if they
stay. Maybe it will give them closure.”

“I realize you said that genuinely,” Katie
smiled at Jamie, “but coming out of someone else’s mouth that,
well…it wouldn’t have sounded so genuine.”

Wendy put her hand up to her ear. “Inform the
girls they can stay but if I hear one peep out of them they’re out
of here.”

Katie turned to her aunt, “I
have
to
know. Who are you talking to at the other end of that thing?”

All the girls immediately turned to look at
Wendy. Amber certainly was curious.

Wendy winked. “I have people.”

The girls laughed as the door opened again
and Chelle walked in, wiping her dress and looking a little
frazzled. She apologized as she lifted her head, “I am
so
sorry I’m late. Mya just wouldn’t quit eating and then she threw up
and then…” Chelle stopped mid-sentence. She stopped moving, stopped
talking. She stood perfectly still, eyes frozen on Jamie.

“What?” Jamie asked looking down at her dress
and touching her hair.

“You look so beautiful! You are like the
perfect combination of Audrey Hepburn and Natalie Wood,” Chelle
said sincerely.

The room erupted, everyone agreeing that this
was exactly what Jamie looked like.

Wendy’s watch beeped. “Okay girls. It’s go
time.”

They all lined up in order and walked to the
large wooden double doors that led to the sanctuary. Amber felt
butterflies in her stomach. She had been in quite a few weddings.
Recently, in fact. But she had never been nervous. Now she realized
that the reason for that had been the fact that Seth had never been
standing at the end of the aisle.

Jamie’s Aunt Hazel came around the corner
holding Joey’s hand and Amber almost lost it. She couldn't believe
how cute Joey looked in his tiny little tux! She already felt
herself getting choked up, and the ceremony hadn't even started
yet!

Jamie knelt down beside him and tugged on his
tie. “You ready to do this, little man?”

Joey put his fist in the air as he smiled
from ear to ear, “Yes!”

Then, as he took his mom’s hand, he pulled on
it and she bent down once again.

“You look as beautiful as a princess,” Joey
whispered to his mom.

Oh, yeah. Amber was gonna cry like a baby
today.

Amber saw tears filling Jamie’s eyes as she
sniffed and said, “Thanks, little man. You look as handsome - ”

“As a ninja?” Joey interrupted excitedly.

“Yes,” Jamie laughed, “as handsome as a
ninja.”

Jamie stood as Wendy handed out the bouquets.
Wendy had arranged the men in order of youngest to oldest since
Alex didn’t have a best man so Sophie was walking first, followed
by Katie, then Chelle, and Amber was last.

As the girls made their way down the aisle,
Amber took a deep breath. When Wendy touched her arm, indicating it
was her turn to go, Amber looked up and the world stopped.

Seth Sloan in a tux was lethal.

--- ~ ---

Seth stood beside his brother Alex as he
watched his sisters-in-law, each in turn, make their way down the
aisle. They all wore the dresses that he had watched Amber working
on for the past week. God, she was so talented! The more he learned
about her, the more he loved.

Seth was well aware that he had had what most
would have considered an unhealthy obsession with “the girl in DC”
for the last eight years. Honestly, if someone would have told him
it was possible to feel more connected, to share deeper passion
with anyone - even that same girl - than what he felt the night he
met Amber...well, he would have said they were full of shit.

But it
was
possible, and he did. The
past week with Amber being in his home had been the best week of
his life. It wasn’t about the sex, although that was insanely hot,
it was just about her.

He
loved
knowing that when she woke up
in the morning she mumbled; she didn’t really start talking until
after she had her coffee. He loved that he now knew all of the
songs she hummed while she sewed. He
loved
that he could
tell what kind of a mood she was in by how long she took in the
shower and that she always sighed when she was done eating.

He loved her.

After watching Chelle as she walked down and
took her place beside Katie, Seth looked back down the aisle just
in time to see Amber take her place in the doorway. Seth froze. His
world stopped spinning. She was breathtakingly beautiful.

Amber slowly made her way down the aisle and
a small smile played on her lips. A vision flashed in his mind of
her in a white dress, walking down the aisle towards him, where he
would wait for her at the altar. It was only a second, but it was
clear as day. He would have thought that such a vision would have
made him feel panicked, or at least a little scared, but in fact
the opposite happened. He wanted to see it again. He tried
unsuccessfully to will the image back so he could memorize every
detail.