Amber's Allure: An Erotic Intentions Book

by Evie Harrison

  “It’s clearly a cash cow,” I’d teased. “What’s next for the stores? Are you working on any new inventions or that not your thing anymore?”

  “I didn’t want to say anything until it was a done deal, but I might as well tell you now.”

  I was immediately nervous. Jordan was a straight shooter, and we talked almost non-stop. I feared he was going to say he was going away on an extended business trip, and my stomach sank like a stone.

  “I’m selling the stores,” he said.

  I was thrilled the worst case scenario I'd immediately jumped to wasn't correct, but also stunned to hear he was selling.

  “You are?”

  “I am. The distributor who offered to buy the thrusters way back when I was in college has been making offers for years. I just finished negotiating what I would accept. They’ve got the financing in place, and there’s a board meeting next week for their company to vote on it. Since it’s a no brainer financially for them to take on what is essentially a golden goose, I think it’s going to happen.”

  “But a few days before I showed up for that first day of Senior Project, Robert told me you were looking to expand to Arizona and Nevada in the next two years.”

  He laughed as he linked our fingers together and squeezed my hand.

  “That was before I met you, Angel. In an instant, I saw the fork in the road, and I chose the path that would take us forward. Leaving my past behind was the right thing to do.”

  My eyes widened in surprise. “What do you mean?”

  “I can’t be selling sex toys anymore. I don’t want you exposed to it. That isn’t worthy of you, and it isn’t how we’re going to live our lives.”

  I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “You mean you’re giving this all up for me?”

  “No,” he said firmly. “I’ve given up nothing, Angel. I have you, which means I have everything.”

  “I’m speechless,” I murmured. “I’m worried you’ll be mad later because you had to have lost money. I hope you don’t think I was against it, or—”

  He moved swiftly, lifting me up from my chair and pulling me into his lap.

  “Oh Angel,” he sighed. “You’re so off base. I know we haven’t had the money talk, but you have nothing to worry about. Before I agreed to sell the stores, I was a billionaire. In addition to the stores and the online stuff, I own a ton of real-estate. Once this goes through, I’ll be even richer. This is in no way a loss. If I never work another day in my life and live off the interest from investing this money, we’d still be rich and so will our children. It doesn’t matter, though. Even if it made me a pauper, I’d have chosen you, Natalie. Making decisions for the good of our relationship is a no brainer.”

  My lower lip trembled as I stared into his eyes. He had the biggest heart of anyone I’d ever known, and I adored him. The way he made me feel was priceless, and the way he treated me was beyond my wildest expectations.

  “I don’t know how you do it, but you’re unbelievably gifted at making me feel like your princess,” I murmured as I dropped a kiss on his lips.

  He cupped either side of my face and looked into my eyes. “It’s easy when I love you as much as I do. You’re my life, Angel.”

  I gasped as I stared back at him, his face growing blurry as my eyes filled with tears.

  “Really?” I squeaked. “You love me?”

  “Loved you the minute you looked up at me with those big blue eyes. Loved you more when you spoke to me for the first time. Loved you when you said you wanted to come with me. Loved you when I took your virginity. You hit me like a goddamn freight train, and I wouldn’t change a thing.”

  “I love you too,” I said emotionally. “You’re my Prince Charming.”

  I kissed him then, deeply. He let me take charge, his hands taking up residence at my waist when I straddled him in the chair. Our tongues slid together sensually as I rocked back and forth on his lap. It went on and on, a slow and deep exploration of each other that transcended everything. I wasn’t even aware we were in the store until he ripped his mouth from mine and stood up. I wrapped my legs around him as he walked us to the door. After turning the CLOSED sign to face out, he pulled the shade and locked up.

  “Couldn’t let anyone walk in on this,” he chuckled.

  I laughed as he walked us back to the chair and sat down before pulling me into another series of hot wet kisses. A few minutes later I pulled back breathlessly and slid from his lap and down to the floor, where I got between his legs and removed his shoes and socks as he stared down at me intently.

  I’d begged and pleaded, but Jordan had staunchly refused to allow me to give him a blowjob until he got his test results back. He’d gotten the results on the way into the vinyl store that morning. The results were not surprising, seeing as how he was a condom freak. But he’d been focused like a laser on knowing for sure.

  My caveman dragged me with him to the doctor the day after we made love for the first time so he could get himself tested. He’d been given a clean bill of health just forty days before at his yearly physical, and he’d faithfully used condoms ever since the first time he had sex as a teenager, but he insisted on being one hundred percent certain he was good enough for me. It was just another thing he did that made me love him more.

  After opening the snap on his jeans, I stared up at him as I ever so slowly lowered the zipper. “Today’s the day,” I smiled. “You can’t say no anymore.”

  “God, Angel,” he said huskily as he lifted his hips so I could take off his boxers and jeans. “I never wanted to say no, but I needed to be sure. If something had been wrong with me and I gave it to you because I was too stupid to check… I would’ve lost it.”

  “Your doctor and I were right the whole time,” I teased sweetly as I turned back from dropping his clothes next to his shoes. “There was never anything to worry about.”

  “Thank fuck,” he said in a strained voice as I leaned in and traced my tongue up his shaft.

  Jordan’s body was ridiculously hot. For two weeks I’d seen it daily, but it never got old. I loved the size of his cock, loved how thick, smooth and veiny it was. I was also in love with it because it brought me dozens and dozens of orgasms.

  I’d spent enough time on Porn Hub that I knew that the wetter I got his cock, the better it would be. I was tentative at the beginning since it was my first blowjob, but it came to me surprisingly easy. At least the words of encouragement and the harsh gasps coming from Jordan made it seem easy. He was obviously loving it, which made me like it even more.

  My goal was to make him feel the way I did when he went down on me. When Jordan’s tongue touched my clit, it always felt electric. I wanted him to have a similar experience. My actions started off slow but got faster as my confidence grew. I slurped on his cock as I shuttled up and down and worked my fist on the sizable portion of his dick that I couldn’t reach with my mouth. When I cupped his balls in my hand, he let out a loud moan.

  "Oh fuck, that's amazing, Angel. Just like that."

  His hips bucked up as I sucked on his sensitive tip, wiggling my tongue around the entire area.

  “Natalie,” he gasped. “Fuck, baby!”

  I lifted off his cock and smiled. “Do you want to cum in my mouth, Daddy?”

  It was the first time I’d ever called him that, but his reaction made it clear he loved it. His eyes went wide, flaring with passion as he gaped down at me.

  “Jesus, fuck,” he panted. “That’s so goddamn hot. Yes, baby. Daddy wants to cum in your pretty little mouth.”

  I opened my mouth and took him back in, drooling onto his cock as I bobbed up and down. Within seconds he was there. Letting out a husky wail, he gripped my head and started cumming in my mouth. I’d been a little afraid I wouldn’t be able to handle it, but it was fine. His warm seed was salty and a little bitter, but it slid down my throat without any problem.

  I kept going up and down until he stopped cumming, and then I slowly pulled off. His breath was
coming in rapid gusts as he stared down at me with lust filled eyes.

  “My sweet fucking girl,” he rasped. “You just blew my mind with that perfect tongue. I’m going to need that all the time.”

  I smiled as I wiped my lower lip and batted my eyelashes at him. “Was it my mouth or the way I called you Daddy that got you?”

  Jordan chuckled as he pulled me onto his lap. “That was pretty fucking hot because it felt so taboo,” he admitted. “But that isn’t what made that blowjob perfect. That was all you, Angel.”

  He kissed me then, completely unconcerned that I’d just swallowed his cum. I writhed against him as he pulled my cotton sundress up and over my head, leaving me in just a pair of underwear. The cool air in the store made my nipples pucker as I stared down at him.

  “It’s unbelievable,” he murmured, “how fucking beautiful you are.”

  One of his hands slid up my back as he pulled me in closer so he could lick and suck on my breasts. He worked back and forth between them both, careful to give them equal attention as I rubbed my panty covered sex against his once again hardened dick.

  I let out a long sigh when he dipped his free hand into my underwear and touched my clit. He fingered me masterfully before sliding two inside and rubbing my clit with his thumb. Holding onto his shoulders, I rocked on his fingers as he continued sucking my tits.

  I moaned when he popped off my nipple and looked up at me. “Feels like this tight wet pussy is ready to be fucked,” he said huskily.

  “Yes,” I said breathlessly. “Fuck me, Jordan.”

  “Look at me, Angel.”

  I looked into his eyes as I continued riding his hand.

  “I want to cum in your hot little cunt,” he told me. “Are you going to let me in there without any condom? There’ll be nothing to stop you from getting pregnant.”

  It sounded so hot, the two of us together with absolute nothing to stop nature taking its course. I’d started imagining having his babies the first night we made love, so the idea of him getting me pregnant wasn’t a turn off at all.

  “Holy fuck,” he grinned as I clenched against his fingers. “I knew my bad little girl would want me to fill her little pussy full of cum so she can have our babies. You don’t know how bad I want to watch your belly grow, Angel. I would love for your tits to be full of milk I could suck on while I fuck you.”

  I lost it, throwing my head back with a shriek as I came on his fingers as they plunged in and out of me. I was still coming when he pulled his fingers out, lifted me up and sank me down onto his thick cock. I cried out as I gripped his shoulders and started riding.

  “Fill me up,” I whimpered. “I want all of you.”

  Jordan thrust up hard, the tip of his cock hitting that magical spot inside of me that made me clench against him. I loved the way his dick bottomed out inside of me.

  “You have all of me,” he promised. “Every single part of me belongs to you, now and forever. I love you, Natalie.”

  I rode him hard as I cried out how much I loved him, too. When he started rubbing my clit again, I came with a scream. He took control as my orgasm ended, taking his hand off my clit so he could hold onto my hips as he fucked up into me frantically. When I felt the first jet of his cum inside of me, my eyes rolled back, and I came again. I was so out of it I didn’t even notice when he pitched forward and laid me down on the floor, slamming in and out of me as he filled me up.

  Natalie

  I almost passed out when I walked into the kitchen the morning of my graduation and saw my mom sitting at the table.

  “What… how?” I asked as I fell into her arms.

  “Jordan Sinclair is how,” she laughed. “He was adamant that I be here for your big day. He paid to fly me in and out. It was a small fortune, and I almost felt guilty letting him spend what equals about half of my yearly salary for a two-day trip, but I couldn’t be happier to be here.”

  I was stunned. I’d known he had something up his sleeve, but I’d never thought it would be my mom. She knew all about the two of us, of course. My mom and I had a very relaxed relationship, so I’d been secure enough to tell her about Jordan and me from the get-go. She’d been a little skeptical of how serious the relationship could possibly be at first, but it was quickly apparent he and I were going to go the distance. Once she knew that, she was firmly on board.

  “When did you get in?”

  “Last night,” she answered. “I got to stay in the guest house which I have to say is nicer than any hotel I’ve ever stayed in, and that includes the five-stars.”

  I loved Jordan even more at that moment for doing something so amazing just to make my day better. It only went up from there.

  After the ceremony, we’d gone to have small get-together back at the house with Jordan, me, my mom, Robert, and Eric. When we pulled into the driveway, I was greeted with a white Range Rover with a giant pink bow on it. I laughed when Jordan whispered in my ear that it was a good family friendly car for when we started having babies.

  After the excitement of graduation and my new car gift, we ate lunch and then relaxed. Later in the afternoon we all went out to the pool to have fun. I was thrilled to be able to spend that time with my mom. At my insistence, we gathered out at the bluff as the sun started to go down. Since moving in with Jordan, I’d not missed one yet. It was always the perfect end to the day.

  Just as the sun started to go down, Jordan dropped to his knee and took my hand. I heard the sound of photos being taken as he held up an absolutely gorgeous French-cut diamond set on a halo band. It was quite large but still tasteful and not huge, which thrilled me. I wouldn’t have been surprised if he’d told the jeweler he wanted my ring to be seen from space.

  “Angel, will you marry me?”

  I burst into tears as I nodded frantically. He slid the ring onto my finger, and it was a perfect fit.

  When he stood up, I jumped into his arms and kissed him a hundred times as everyone around us clapped. We were married seven months later in that very spot, the swell of my pregnant belly just barely visible in my wedding dress.

  I waved at my mom as she went toward the guesthouse. It had become her permanent residence about a hot minute after I told Jordan I was pregnant. He’d tried to pay her house off several times before then but she wouldn’t hear of it. Once she knew she was going to be a grandmother, all bets were off.

  Without the burden of an expensive mortgage, it was easy to talk Mom into taking jobs closer to home. Within three years she’d transitioned to working only in California, Arizona or Nevada. She was never far away, which was ideal for all of us. Jordan, not surprisingly, didn’t trust strangers with our children. Grandma, on the other hand, was tops in his book. He hadn’t understood her when we first began dating, but once they met and got to know each other, he loved her.

  She and I had gone out for burgers at the Malibu Inn while Jordan had taken our boys to shop for a gift for me, since my thirtieth birthday was almost upon us. I was curious to see what they’d come up with, but I knew I’d have to wait since my birthday was still a few days away and Jordan and the kids would keep me in suspense until then.

  I laughed when the front door opened before I had a chance to touch the doorknob. Jordan pulled me into his arms like I’d been gone for days instead of a few hours. I fell into his embrace happily because I’d missed him, too. Eleven and a half years into our marriage, we were more in love than we’d ever been, both secure in our love and devotion for one another.

  He made a husky sound as he put two fingers under my chin and tilted my head back for a kiss. It was always the same—that slide of his tongue against mine was magic. Wrapping my arms around him, I moaned softly as our kiss grew more passionate. The sound of fake gagging interrupted us.

  “You two are so weird,” our oldest son announced.

  Jordan and I finished kissing before we pulled apart, laughing. Jason rolled his eyes as came across the living room toward us.

  “In case you didn’t alr
eady know, Dad’s a total nut,” he said as he came forward and kissed my cheek. “He checked the door like ten times because he wanted you back home. I think you two love each other too much.”

  I smiled as I rested my head back on my husbands shoulder. His hand rubbed up and down my back as he held me close.

  “That’s not true,” our younger son argued as he came down the hall toward the foyer. Asher was eight and the spitting image of his father. “If they weren’t like this they’d be like our neighbors. They don’t even like each other and they’re married. That’s the worst.”

  Jason shrugged. “True, but you have to admit Mom and Dad are weird. They kiss and hold hands more than any parents I know.”

  Asher made a farting sound with his mouth as he stopped in front of us, reaching up to kiss me on the cheek. My sons were a lot like their father. They treated me the way he did, which was why they came out to greet me the second I came home.

  I’d always wanted to be a mom, but I hadn’t realized just how amazing it would be. After a rough delivery with Asher, Jordan took control and had a vasectomy. It was sweet that he’d endured the pain purely because he didn’t want me to have to take birth control. Our family was small but perfect.

  “Is Grandma back over at her house or did she go out again?” Jason asked.

  “She’s over there and she got treats for you while we were out,” I laughed.

  “Score,” he laughed as he high-fived his brother. “Asher and I are going over to her house.”

  We waved them off as they raced off to walk across the driveway to see her. I knew they’d be gone for hours since my Mom’s treats were burgers and a just released movie.

  Jordan and I tried hard not to spoil the boys, but my Mom had declared early that it was the right of the grandmother to dote on her grandchildren. It worked out perfectly.

  After closing the door behind them, Jordan lifted me up into his arms and headed for the bedroom. We were as insatiable for each other as ever.