My Everything - Seth & Amber (27 page)

Watching her take him in her mouth, feeling
the slick heat of her tongue as she increased the pressure with
every suctioning stroke caused a hot rush of unrestrained pleasure
to spread through his veins like lava exploding from a volcano.

Amber was a living, breathing male erotic
fantasy come to life. Seth had always enjoyed blow-jobs but this
was so much more than that. It felt as if Amber was doing more than
just pleasuring him, it felt as though she was making love to him
with her mouth.

He reached down and entwined his fingers with
her hair. Her eyes looked up to meet his with a heavy-lidded gaze.
He knotted his fingers, pulling her silken locks tight. A soft,
needy moan escaped her as he guided his throbbing erection in and
out of her beautiful mouth. His length vibrated from her humming
moans as she continued moving up and down his shaft with
tantalizing pulls.

“Damn, that feels good,” his rough voice
sounded distant as he soared to a higher level of sensual sensation
than he ever thought was possible.

Seth swallowed a groan as his thin thread of
control shattered. His balls began tightening as a roaring urgency
swept through him. He released her hair and grabbed her shoulders
pulling her up as he bent down, crushing his mouth against hers.
They met in a wild coupling. He ravished her with his tongue. She
met him stroke for stroke.

Taming their frenzied passion he deliberately
slowed the pace. He controlled his response until he felt her melt
into his kiss. Then he glided his tongue against hers. Softly.
Sensuously. He lazily explored her mouth, teasing her senses.

He felt her nails dig into him as she grabbed
onto is shoulders, rubbing her body against his. He moved his hands
down her arms and around her back. Continuing down, he spread his
hands, gripping her hips tightly. She moaned and he felt her body
trembling against him. The intimacy of this kiss overwhelmed
him.

He wanted to lay her down and make slow,
sweet, passionate love to her, but if he did that, he wasn’t sure
he could deal with the aftermath. He knew one thing with absolute
certainty though, he needed her.

He was past the point of caring whether or
not he had a condom. He had never, never, had sex without using
one. Not as a horny teen and certainly not as a grown man.

Amber said she was on the pill. And the truth
was, he trusted her. Completely.

Knowing that he could give them what they
both desperately needed without losing himself he broke their kiss
and quickly turned her around. His arm wrapped tightly around her
waist as his other brushed the hair off the side of her neck. He
leaned his head down and stroked his tongue from the base of her
neck up to her sweet spot right below her ear. His steel hard
erection was nuzzled firmly against her backside. The sensuous
friction caused an all-consuming need to spiral through him.

She moved even closer to him as she let out a
needy moan, “Seth.”

Damn, he loved hearing her say his name. He
slid one hand down the smooth soft skin of her torso to the side of
her waist, his fingers pressing firmly against her hip bone.
Keeping her exactly where he wanted her. He moved his other hand up
over her ribcage cupping her heavy breast in his hand as he
continued peppering her neck with unrelenting kisses.

Squeezing and kneading the swell of her
breast he moved his fingers taking her puckered nipples between his
fingers. Rolling and pinching them until she began trembling with
need.

“Seth, please,” she begged.

“Please what?” he asked his voice smoky with
passion.

“I need you,” desperation laced her voice as
she placed her hand over his, joining him as he erotically massaged
her breast. With a soft sigh she pleaded, “Please.”

Tightening his fingers against her hip he
tilted her pelvis as he brought his other hand to her back pressing
it down. She willingly complied with his manual manipulation and
stretched forward, draping herself across the arm of the couch.

His groin ached with carnal need from the
visual display laid out in front of him.

“Spread your legs,” he firmly commanded,
gripping her backside roughly.

Immediately she did as he had asked. His eyes
followed the curve of her back down to her firm, round ass. Her wet
heat glistened between her long, toned legs.

He took his manhood in his hand and, moving
forward, he positioned the swollen head at her slick opening.
Slowly he ran it up and down the wet seam of her lips until her
thighs began to quiver. He pushed the broad head of his sex slowly
into her tight, moist passage.

He felt her inner muscles immediately
contract around him. The sensation caused him to swell even larger.
His brow grew damp with perspiration.

As he gripped her hips, he slowly worked his
way into her snug warmth. Her body clamped tight around him as
buried himself as far as her body would allow him to go.

She felt amazing. Her body tightly wrapped
around him, pulsing against his throbbing shaft.

The breath left his lungs as he hissed,
“Fuck, you are so tight.”

“You feel so good inside of me,” she said
through ragged breaths as she pushed her hips against him, arching
her back up.

Seth’s heart beat wildly. A primal lust raged
inside of him. He already felt the close to the edge.

He leaned forward, taking her hair in his
fist, tugging her closer to him while his other hand gripped her
hip tightly. He whispered into her ear, “This is not going to be
slow. I am going to take you hard and fast. Is that what you
want?”

There was a sensual catch of her breath as
her hips bucked at his candid words. She breathed, “Yes. Yes.”

Standing up straight he wrapped his large
hands around her hips, digging his fingers into her soft skin as he
pulled out of her swollen sex then pushed back in, deeper than
before. He felt her arousal growing as he slid back out before
pressing harder, driving into her all the way to the base of his
shaft.

He repeated his deep, endless strokes until
he felt her inner muscles start to milk him. Her entire body began
trembling as she said his name over and over again. Her legs began
shaking and he gripped her hips tighter to hold her up.

He drove into her with a ruthless, demanding
passion as she cried out in release and he felt a rush of liquid
heat. Then with one last surge into her tight, wet heat, he let
himself go as a mind-blowing, shuddering orgasm ripped through
him.

Tremors continued to radiate through him as
he came down from his powerful release, still feeling mindless with
pleasure. Seth had always enjoyed sex, thoroughly. But never in his
life had he felt that level of sensual gratification.

As he slowly pulled out of Amber’s lush sex,
he instantly missed the connection. Amber sighed as she turned and
fell onto the couch, looking exhausted.

She looked up at him as a small smile played
on her lips. “I never thought anything could be better than the
night we spent in DC. I’m not usually wrong, but I'm the first to
admit it when I am. And I was absolutely, unequivocally wrong. That
was…I don’t even think there are words to describe that.”

As Seth looked at Amber while she rambled, he
couldn’t help but smile at the fact that she did not like any kind
of silences that she perceived as awkward. She caught him smiling
down at her and her eyes widened as she smiled even bigger,
“What?”

“You’re cute,” he said, explaining his
expression.

She scrunched her nose. “If you say so.”

Damn, she was so beautiful. Sexy. Smart.
Talented. Cute. Everything he could ever want. He felt his chest
ache with…love. He needed to leave. He reached down, grabbing his
sweats, and he once again felt her fingers wrap around his
hand.

“Stay with me. Just tonight. I know this
doesn’t change anything.”

He knew he shouldn’t. His mind was telling
him to grab his clothes and go to his room.

Sensing his indecision, her eyes lit brightly
as she tilted her head, “If you do, I promise I won’t sneak out in
the middle of the night.”

He shook his head as smile spread across his
face. “Smart ass.”

“I totally own up to being a smart ass,” her
lips pursed, “but cute, not so much.”

Seth laid down beside her and pulled her
close to him, her body aligning perfectly with his. She sighed as
he felt her melt against him.

He knew he shouldn’t get used to this.
Holding her in his arms. The sweet smell of her hair. But for
tonight, he wasn't going to worry about the future. They may not be
able to be together long-term, but tonight she was his.

Amber was trying not to smile from ear to
ear as she sat at the large table in the back room of The Grill
during Alex and Jamie’s rehearsal dinner. She was pretty sure that
her cheeks were going to be sore by the end of the day. She
couldn’t help it. Last night had been amazing.

It was even better than the night in the
hotel room, and she never would have thought that was humanly
possible! It was as if all of those years of dreaming and
fantasizing about Seth (aka Mystery Man) had been like eight solid
years of foreplay.

She smiled to herself as she felt a blush
creeping up her cheeks. Yep. Eight solid years of foreplay could
sure lead to one
hell
of an explosive climax.

Or more than one.

“Any news on the break-ins?” Katie asked,
bringing Amber crashing back down to reality as she sat down beside
her.

“No,” Amber replied, trying (very possibly
unsuccessfully, she admitted) to mold her face into an
appropriately grave expression, “Officer Williams said that they're
following a few leads, but I don’t know where they’re at with
them.”

“Well,” Katie beamed, her tone one part
knowing, one part conspiratorial, “If it’s not good news on that
front that's been making you smile like you’re in a Colgate
commercial, then I’m guessing your new roommate has something to do
with that grin.”

Amber reached up and pushed her cheeks down
in a feeble attempt to stop smiling.

“I’m trying to control it. Is it that
obvious?” she asked Katie, in all seriousness.

“Well, you know me. I do tend to pick up on
these things more than the average Joe. But between you grinning
like the Cheshire cat and Seth constantly staring at you with that
ridiculously sexy intense thing he has going on, not to mention
checking on you every five minutes...well, I don’t think you need
to be Sherlock Holmes to put two and two together.”

“What are we talking about?” Chelle asked as
she joined them at the end of the table.

“Seth and Amber hooking up,” Katie declared
happily.

“No, we weren't talking about that.” Amber
shook her head.

“Yes, we were, and we still are.” Katie
smiled at Amber as she reached out to take baby Mya from
Chelle.

“Well, Amber,” Chelle said, handing the baby
to Katie, “I'm just so happy to see you smiling, whatever the
reason.”

“Thanks,” Amber said sincerely.

“And, hey,” Chelle continued slyly, “If it's
a reason that might one day lead to you being my sister-in-law,
that's just gravy.”

“Exactly!” Katie chimed in happily.

Amber felt warmed by their affection. Even
though she hated talking about herself, hated talking about
emotions, all of that – she couldn't fault them for their happiness
at her emotional turnaround, and she certainly couldn't fault them
for their concern when she was still feeling low.

“Thanks you guys. I know you're happy I'm
happy. And I'm sorry if I haven’t been myself lately,” Amber said
to the girls as she leaned over to see the baby.

“Stop it,” Chelle said, handing Katie a burp
rag, “that’s not what I meant at all. You've been handling all of
this amazingly well. Certainly ten times better than I would. You
have nothing to apologize for, if anything you should be incredibly
proud of yourself. I was just saying that you look really happy
now, and that makes me glad.”

“I agree,” Katie said, her voice pitched high
and happy and directed at a gleeful baby Mya, even though her words
were meant for Amber, “So does this mean you guys are
together?”

Amber looked up and saw Seth. He was standing
with his back to her, across the room, talking to a loosely
assembled group that included Grandpa J, his dad, and his brothers.
Just looking at the powerful outline of his shoulders straining
against the white shirt he wore sent a tingle of excitement racing
down her spine.

He must have sensed that someone was looking
at him because he glanced over his shoulder. The second their eyes
met, the tingle increased tenfold. She could feel it spreading
through her body like melted butter.

Baby Mya cooed happily and it snapped Amber
out of the tingle-inducing stare contest she and Seth were engaged
in. She looked back at her friends, who she saw were both looking
at her with their eyebrows raised.

“Right. Well I guess that answered my
question,” Katie said with a grin as she looked back down at the
baby.

“What?” Amber asked, a bit dazed. She had to
think back to what question Katie had even asked. It took her a
moment to come out of her 'lust fog,' but when she did, she set the
record straight.

“No,” Amber lowered her voice to a whisper.
She didn’t mind her friends knowing her business but she would
rather if the entire room of fifty or so people were spared the
details. “He made it very clear last night that we couldn’t be
together.”

“Wait a minute,” Chelle asked, looking
confused, “he actually
said
that?”

Amber had been hoping to get her friends'
take on the situation anyway, so as uncomfortable as talking about
herself made her, she was actually glad it had come up. She looked
around to make sure that there wasn't anyone in earshot before
explaining, “Yes. Do you want me to start from the beginning?”