In The Moment

by Vallory Vance

  She could get lost in his gentle caresses, but there were questions she had wanted answered. “I had something to ask you first.” She moved his hand to her waist.

  He groaned, “Something Heather said?”

  “Who’s Brenda?”

  He rolled onto his back and sighed. “Brenda and I dated for a few years and things fizzled out.”

  “You lost interest?” Her voice wavered remembering Harold’s harsh words.

  “Ah, Brenda found other ways to entertain herself while I was away and I don’t share.” He propped himself on his elbow to face her. “Hell, I’m worth waiting for. Right?” He kissed her, gently gliding his hand down her arm.

  Yes. “So where is she?” She stroked his cheek with a finger, being this close to him made it hard to not touch him.

  “She lives in town with her husband and according to Radio Heather, she has a new baby.” He slid his hand under the thin fabric that barely covered her breast and rolled his thumb over her hardening nipple. “And since we’re talking about old loves, what happened with the guy in the suit?”

  She pulled the strap down over her shoulder until her breast was fully exposed, wanting to feel his mouth on her body. “His name is Harold and…I don’t like sharing either.” She shuddered against him as he sucked her nipple into his mouth, nipping the sensitive area. She drew in her breath sharply.

  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 for
mer 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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  Amber and Kevin’s story continues in Rainy Day Surprise, a free ebook available on Smashwords.