“Amber! Baby! Fuck!”
My cock jerked inside of her again and again, my come filling her tight little channel overfull as I flooded her with it. When the intensity of it all finally ebbed and the world came back, I was more content than I’d ever been in my entire life. I spent the rest of the night holding, touching, kissing and caressing the beautiful woman who had upended my life in the best way possible.
5
Amber
I stifled a yawn as Jake walked me to my car early the following afternoon. I hadn’t gotten a lot of sleep, but I wasn’t complaining. We’d been so busy talking and making love that we hadn’t gotten more than a handful of hours of sleep between us.
“You could call out and play hooky,” he said, not for the first time.
I jabbed him in the side with my elbow. “You mean like you did?” I teased. The crazy man had refused to go into the office that morning because he said he couldn’t possibly focus on work.
“Exactly like I did,” he agreed, his voice husky with desire.
We stopped walking when we got to my car and I turned to face him.
“Can’t do it,” I reminded him. “I’m part of a cleaning team and they need me. If I’m not there, everyone else has to pick up my slack. It wouldn’t be right to call out when I’ve never felt better in my life.”
That elicited a grin from him. “I’m feeling pretty damn good myself and it’s all thanks to you, baby.”
He kissed me until I was breathless before stepping back. “I want you to bring clothes back with you tonight,” he said. “If you had stuff here you wouldn’t have to go home now to shower. Text me the kind of shampoo, conditioner and body wash you use—I’ll go to the store and stock up on what you need while you’re at work.”
Everything he did made my heart melt. It was readily apparent that he wanted me with him. “You don’t have to—”
“I want to. Text me the stuff.”
“Okay,” I conceded, “I’ll do it as soon as I get home, right before I pack an overnight bag.”
“Don’t be stingy,” he instructed. “I want more than one change of clothes. I want your things all over my life.”
I hugged him tightly and enjoyed the feeling of his arms around me.
“You’ll spoil me,” I murmured.
His chest rumbled with laughter beneath my cheek. “You’re damn right I will, baby.”
He dropped a kiss on the top of my head before pulling back and kissing my lips again, ever so softly.
“I’d keep you here all day but I know you need to go and I don’t want you having to speed to get home. I’ll meet you in the parking garage when you’ve finished your shift. We’ll go have the red velvet pancakes at Caddy’s and then we’ll come right back here. You’re mine for the weekend.”
I could hardly wait for forty-eight uninterrupted hours with him.
Once I got home I was met with a very excited Caroline who immediately began peppering me with questions. Macon was down for a nap, which meant there was no escaping her, not even when I got into the shower. I laughed at her when she took a seat on the counter just on the other side of the shower curtain so we could hear each other. It was exciting to have so much to talk about after a lifetime of not really dating and never having a real boyfriend.
About an hour after I got home a florist came with a massive arrangement of pink flowers and two boxes of imported chocolate. I giggled like a schoolgirl as I signed for the delivery and took the sealed card from the driver. She waved me off when I tried to tip her, informing me that my boyfriend had already taken care of everything. The envelope I was given contained a card from Jake, written in his handwriting.
I already miss you. Counting down the minutes until you’re back in my arms where you belong.
Love, Jake
* * *
After my shift I hurriedly changed into a white cotton summer dress with yellow flower accents and a pair of yellow thong sandals. It was a simple outfit, plain and pretty. The second I had my work clothes packed away, I threw my backpack over my shoulder and I was on my way to Jake. He was waiting for me right where he’d been the previous two nights. There was no hesitation on either of our parts. I walked right into his arms like he was magnetic. It was clear he was feeling just as passionately by the way he pulled me against him, closer than close, before claiming my mouth with a kiss that made my pulse race. Only when I was breathless and slick with desire did he break the kiss.