In The Moment

by Vallory Vance

  “Come with me now.” He forced his words out through ragged breaths before craning his neck up to taking her earlobe into his mouth and tickling it with his tongue. She giggled softly, encouraging him to go further than he planned.

  He massaged her breast through the coarse material of her suit, groaning that he couldn’t feel the soft flesh. Amber moaned, circling her arms around his neck. Kevin pushed his growing erection into her crotch. He lifted his head to see her eyes flutter shut. Damn, she’s sexy. He squeezed her ass and grinded into her with hard, quick strokes. “We can leave right now.”

  Amber opened her mouth to speak but the metal click of the door silenced her. Kevin spun around as Ronald barreled through the door. “Say Kev…oh, sorry.” Ronald’s eyes widened and then shifted to the floor. “Whenever, you’re ready. We got the final walk-through.” He backed out of the room and shut the door.

  Amber slid from behind him and straightened her suit. She flipped her hair back, setting her mouth into a tight line. “Kevin that was inappropriate.”

  “I’ve been thinking about a number of inappropriate things I’d like to do to you, Miss Amber.” He groaned and leaned over the sink. “Are you coming tonight?”

  “I’ll think about it.” She rushed out of the room.

  Kevin stood up, the ache between his legs finally subsiding. He walked out and searched for Ronald, hopeful that he would only have to wait a few more hours before he had her.

  ~~~

  Amber stood in front of Kevin’s suite at just after nine. She had taken hours to decide to drive to his hotel.

  Harold’s words had opened wounds that she thought had healed. She had believed him when he said that her conventional nature had forced him to seek excitement with another woman. With the aid of Kevin Miller, Amber hoped to live out her own adventure. Proving Harold and the pained part of herself wrong.

  She took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

  It swung open to reveal Kevin in a pair of jeans and a shirt with sleeves rolled up around his strong forearms. “I thought I was going to have to go to Plan B.”

  She took another deep breath and entered the suite, clutching her bag to her chest. He closed the door and leaned against it not moving. “I’ll take your bag. Drinks are out on the balcony.” His eyes swept unabashedly from her face to her breasts to her hips to her bare calves, a devilish grin spreading across his face.

  She practically flung the bag at him and hurried out to the balcony, her heart beating wildly in her chest. She plopped down in one of the lounge chairs and grabbed a bottle of water from the nearby patio table. Amber took several large gulps and set the half empty bottle back on the table.

  She slowed her breathing and closed her eyes, mentally preparing for whatever was going to happen. His touch earlier in the afternoon had excited her almost to the point of climax. He had no qualms about groping her in the semi-public space and pushing his erection between her legs. The thought of his large hands caressing her breast sent a wave of her heat through her and she moaned unexpectedly.

  “Thinking about me?”

  She popped her eyes open and swallowed hard. He made it very difficult for her to maintain her composure. Kevin sat down facing her with a wide grin on his tanned face. Amber scooted slightly to her left to accommodate him. She felt like she was curling around him. “Kevin...”, she started.

  “We’re not working. So you call me Kev like my friends do and I’ll call you Am…Sweetpea.”

  “Don’t call me Sweetpea.”

  He nodded his head not listening and kissed her. His tongue hungrily explored her mouth, teasing her tongue. He pushed her back, rolling his palm over her breast. She fought to breath and pulled away.

  Undaunted, Kevin attacked her neck with the same veracity, sucking and biting down to the valley between her breasts. He slipped the strap of her dress down and cupped her breast. He raised his head up and watched his fingers curl around to pinch her nipple. Amber gasped. “Kevin we’re outside.” She couldn’t make her body move to pull her dress back in place.

  “No one can see, Sweetpea. And if you’re quiet, no one will know what I’m doing to you.” His voice deepened and his lips parted as he jerked the other strap down her arms.

  He dropped his head and sucked her nipple into his mouth grazing the delicate skin with his teeth. She brought her hand to the back of his head holding him steady as he kissed and licked over her breast. “Ohhh, Kev…we should go inside.”

  He sat up quickly. She started to pull the strap up. “Leave it.”

  “Aren’t we going in?” Her voice was almost a whine.

  “I told you nobody can see us.” He dropped to his knees beside the chair and slid his hand up the short sundress to her panties.

  She held back a scream at the suddenness and audacity of the motion. He pushed her panties aside and jammed two fingers into her wet opening. Her head dipped back and she groaned loudly. “You have to be quiet now, Sweetpea.” He spoke casually as if they were having lunch. He seemed not to notice the fact that she was grinding against his massive fingers under her dress.

  He twisted and spread his fingers inside her, rubbing his thumb over her clit with a pressure that threatened to send her soaring off the balcony. He yanked the dress up with his free hand. The cheeks of her ass squirmed over the chair’s rough covering.

  “I thought I could wait to taste you, but I can’t.” He bent his head over his hand and flicked his tongue over her bulging clit. He sucked her hard, still pumping his large fingers in and out of her.

  Amber arched back in the chair, panting loudly and moaning as she exploded against Kevin’s fingers. He pushed in deeper, the base of his fist bumping her ass. “Please stop…Kev…please stop.” She curled her fingers into his hair. “Please.”

  He withdrew his fingers and licked her once more. She squealed.

  Kevin got to his feet and hoisted Amber up over his shoulder and carried her through the balcony doors.

  ~~~~

  Kevin pulled his shirt over his head and unzipped his pants. He wriggled his jeans and underwear down to the floor. His thick erection stood out from his body at full attention. “You can scream all you want to in here, Sweetpea.”

  Though she still felt as if her knees would buckle beneath her from when Kevin plopped her down on the floor, she was not going to let this man think that he could just take her like some hapless virgin in a porno flick.

  “So can you…Kev.” She shimmied out of her dress and hooked her fingers into her panties, stepping daintily out of them.

  He flicked his tongue over his bottom lip and breathed out hard. “Okay, Sweetpea.” He lifted her off her feet and tossed her onto the bed, climbing on top of her and pinning her arms above her head. He covered her mouth in a searing kiss.

  She wriggled out of his grasp and moved her hands to his chest, pinching his nipple between her long nails. The muscles of his chest twitched and he groaned deep in his throat. She was able to take his moment of distraction to flip him onto his back and climbed on top of him. “Be careful, Sweetpea. I ain’t that timid man in the suit.”

  She ignored him and guided his shaft into her. Kevin closed his eyes tight and gritted his teeth. She pressed down on him slowly not so much to tease as to get comfortable with his tremendous girth. Once he was all the way inside, she slid up and down his rock hard pole using his knees for balance.

  “You don’t have anything crass to say now, Kev? She bounced her ass hard against him, drawing in air sharply between her teeth.

  He banged his head back down on the pillow with a grunt. Amber circled her hips around his cock enjoying the helpless expressions flitting across his face as much as his powerful upward thrusts. She bent over him and licked his parted lips. “Scream if you need to, Kev. No one can hear you.”

  His eyes half opened and he grabbed the cheeks of her ass, spreading them apart and lifted himself off the bed into her. She cried out.

  “I’m just fine, Sweetpea. Y
ou?” He continued pumping into her with a forcefulness that weakened her arms. She dropped onto his chest with a whimper. He slapped her ass hard, the sting spreading down through her legs and curling her toes.

  Kevin withdrew and turned her onto her back, swinging her leg over his shoulder. He plunged deeply into her until his balls met the curve of her ass in one motion. “I told you that I wasn’t timid”, he growled.

  Amber wriggled against him, twisting the comforter into her hands. He slapped her ass again hard enough for her to cry out loud.

  “Aw, Sweetpea…sing for me again.” He lifted her leg higher in the air and pinched her engorged clit with his free hand.

  She did as he asked and howled at his touch, releasing a torrent of warmth that both froze and shook her body. There was no use in fighting against the sensations raging within her. Amber writhed beneath Kevin letting him continue to plow into her with increasing speed.

  His still body fell hard upon hers as he released his own warm stream into her. He breathed heavily into her ear, his hair slick with sweat brushing against her cheek.

  Amber rubbed her hand down his back. “Kev…let me know when you’re ready again, baby.” She tapped his ass playfully.

  ~~~

  Amber dressed quickly in her clothes from the night before. She had told Kevin that he could not join her in shower no matter what had taken place between the two of them the night before. She rushed into the living area ready to say her good-byes and get home.

  “I got you breakfast. Egg whites only with spinach sautéed in olive oil on a single slice of wheat toast.” He bowed with the dish’s cover in his hand.

  “Fine,” she smirked and sat down at the table in the dining area of the suite. She had imagined that it would be harder to look at him this morning, but they easily settled into their normal patterns of banter.

  After watching Kevin devour his Spanish omelet, Amber rose to go. “I really have to get home. I have to prepare for paralegal interviews next week.”

  Kevin eased down into his chair and looked up to her, the devilish twinkle prominent in his light brown eyes. “Say, let me ask you something. Are you fucking that old man, Bingham?”

  “Ahhh!” Amber yelped and kicked his shin with her heel. “Mr. Bingham is a wonderful, wonderful man. How could you say such a horrid thing?”

  “Fuck!” Kevin drew his leg up to his chest. “Ronald said it not me. Damn it, Sweetpea.”

  “Sounds like something you would say, Kevin. Anyway, I’m leaving.” She rolled her eyes and snatched her bag from the kitchen counter.”

  “See you for dinner,” he called after her.

  It was most definitely a date, Amber thought as she closed the door behind her.

  ~~~

  “Kevin, you’re on speaker!” snapped Amber, her fingers frozen above her keyboard.

  Lilly giggled and stood to leave. “I got everything Amber. You just enjoy your holiday weekend.”

  “Lilly make sure my Sweetpea is out of there on time.”

  “I will, Mr. Miller” Lilly eased out of the room, still blushing at Kevin’s comments.

  Amber tried to sound stern even though she smiling. “Kevin, I have told you not to talk like that while I’m at work.”

  “Sweetpea, don’t put me on speaker. I’m finishing my walk-through and I’ll see you in thirty minutes.” He clicked off without waiting for her reply.

  “Ummm.” Amber dropped back into her chair, the twang in his voice tingling through her. Damn.

  Dinner with Kevin Miller had turned into breakfasts and lunches and nights in the hot tub and several weeks of sexual bliss. Amber realized that Kevin had far exceeded any cowboy fantasy that she could have imagined. He pushed her limits on a daily basis both professionally and personally.

  She still couldn’t figure out how he had convinced her to perform fellatio on him this morning before he drove her into work and why for the first time ever she could honestly say that she enjoyed the act as well.

  Amber patted her cheeks and sat up straight in her chair dismissing the throbbing that had begun between her legs. She responded to a few emails and set the automatic reply stating that she would be out of the office for an additional day following the Memorial Day weekend.

  Kevin had invited her to spend not only the holiday weekend but an additional day in the town of Pilot’s Point so that he could visit Tessie, his prized mare. She harbored no visions of idyllic small town life and had obliged his request in the heat of the moment, as his tongue whipped over her navel promising delights.

  She stood and began packing her laptop into her bag, ready for her extended weekend in the country. “Ugh.” She was not an outdoorsy girl and meeting his family was not something that she was absolutely sure that she wanted to do.

  After a few more months, Kevin would move on to his next project. She would return to her normal routine. Why did they have to spend time with each other’s family and friends?

  “Lilly?” She looked at the door as it swung open.

  “She’s already gone.” Harold’s slender frame leaned against the door jamb. He was elegant as usual in his tailored suit and Italian shoes. “Can I talk to you for a minute?”

  “I’m on my way out, Harold. I have to meet…someone.” After all this time, she still found it difficult to talk to him. Harold was annoyingly good-looking and she stifled the need to duck her head. I wasn’t enough for him.

  “I heard you were playing pool with that construction worker. What’s that about?”

  “That’s none of your business.” Amber flipped her hair back and stared directly at him.

  “I don’t want to fight with you. I’m concerned that maybe you’re acting out in ways that aren’t good for you.”

  Amber jerked the strap of her bag over her shoulder. “As I said, that’s none of your damn business.”

  “You don’t fall out of love with someone because you’re not engaged anymore. I don’t want to see you hurt when this man’s fascination with being with a Black woman is over.”

  Amber strode past him without speaking. Harold knew how to hurt her. How to bring her fears front and center.

  “I love you, Amber”, he called after her.

  She couldn’t reach to the elevators fast enough. She punched the down button with her fist and waited for what seemed an eternity. When the doors finally opened and closed behind her, she slumped against the wall.

  It was hard to think about tomorrow with Kevin because the moment was so wonderful. She wasn’t even sure what she wanted beyond the promise of tonight in his arms.

  The sliding glass doors of the building opened to him waiting for her. He was wearing his wide-brimmed hat, ready for the drive to his place and his horses. The thought of anything but tonight evaporated in the late evening sun.

  ~~~

  Amber luxuriated in Kevin’s giant garden tub, any traces of trepidation about his family floating away in the scented bubbles that surrounded her. His mother, Karen, had been very attentive during the dinner pointing out that nothing was cooked with butter. Amber had looked at Kevin embarrassed that a fuss had been made over her.

  His brother, Keith, and his wife, Heather, had been equally accommodating and had talked with her about the different places that she had lived. Amber had tried not to appear shocked when Heather explained that she had been an exotic dancer in a club in Atlanta when she met the much older Keith. Kevin had grinned at her and raised an eyebrow, daring her to keep a straight face.

  Heather kept her entertained throughout the evening while Karen and the boys spent time together on the back porch. Kevin checked in with her often and avoided eye contact only when he lit up a cigar with his brother. She had made a mental note to talk to him about that later.

  She also had to talk to him about Brenda Harris. According to Heather, everyone had expected Kevin and Brenda to get married since they had been together for over five years and then one day it was over and Kevin had spent more and more time away from ho
me.

  Amber stepped out of the cooling water of the tub and dried her body with the fluffy towels that Heather had placed in the bathroom. Heather told her that she had personally set up the bathroom because Kevin didn’t have anything nice. Looking through the assortment of lotions and body glitter, Amber applied a simple vanilla scent and slipped on the lacy white babydoll nightie with matching panties.

  Heather had also mentioned a drawer in the nightstand that she had supplied with items to spice up the evening. With her curiosity piqued, Amber sauntered into the bedroom.

  ~~~

  “You and Heather seemed to get along.”

  “I liked her.” Amber clanged the nightstand’s drawer closed. Amid the tubes of colored gels and lubes, there was a pink vibrator and string of beads in varying sizes that had caught Amber’s attention. What were those for?

  Kevin hopped into the large bed next to her and kissed her lips, his hair still damp from the shower. Her eyes widened as he reached over to the nightstand. Did he know what Heather had placed in the drawer? He picked up a remote that lay on the top.

  “Kevin, you are not watching TV.”

  He rolled his eyes and pushed a few buttons before tossing the remote back onto the nightstand. The overhead lights began to dim and a soft whir sounded in the room. Amber turned her head to see the far wall begin to slide open and reveal a clear pane of glass. The woodlands lay before her and the light of the moon and stars cast a warm glow across the room.

  “This is beautiful.” She could only manage a whisper and turned back to see Kevin looking up at her grinning. He slid his hands down her thigh and pulled her leg over his waist.