In The Moment (3 page)

“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. You?” 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 home.

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.

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.