by Jamie Knight
“I have no idea what you’re talking about,” I said. “I don’t have a boyfriend. Why would you think that?”
“Because I saw you and the guy with the anchor tattoo on his arm,” I said, not even realizing that I had seen him that closely. I guess when I was watching her, the image had been burned so deeply into my mind that I had remembered even that small detail.
“Anchor tattoo?” I said, racking my brain to try to remember who I knew that an anchor tattoo.
Then, it came to me.
He was talking about Jeff.
I could help but laugh. I laughed long and hard. Tears were creeping from the corners of my eyes I was laughing so hard. I laughed so hard, I could barely breath.
Reid didn’t see the humor in any of it.
“I really don’t appreciate being laughed at,” he said, irritated. “But, I guess you’ve been laughing at me with your boyfriend this whole time, so why stop now?”
“No, it’s not that,” I said, trying to explain. “I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at the situation. You see, the guy that you saw was Jeff, Candy’s cousin.”
“So? I still do see what’s so funny.”
“Well, you see, Jeff isn’t exactly batting for the same team as you,” I explained, “He’s gay. I’m still very single. Jeff, on the other hand, is very not single. He actually just proposed to his boyfriend two nights ago.”
Reid looked like he was going to swallow his tongue.
“Oh,” he said, putting his head down. “Well, I feel like an idiot.”
He covered his face with his hands and moaned. I felt bad for him having thought that I was playing him this whole time. I understood why he had been so cold towards me. I would have probably reacted the same way if I thought that he’d had a girlfriend and had taken me out on a date.
“It’s not that big of a deal,” I said, putting a hand on his shoulder. “I’m just happy to have cleared that up and to be here with you now.”
He looked at me with the kindest eyes and smiled at me sweetly. I thought that I was going to melt into a puddle right there in the seat.
“You know, you don’t actually have to sleep with me,” he said quietly. “I don’t know what I was thinking when I made that bid.”
I’m touched, but before I can speak, he adds: “No, actually I do. I was thinking that I didn’t want any of the other guys to have you. There. I said it.”
I sat thinking quietly for a few minutes. He was giving me an out. He was such a gentleman. That made me want him even more.
“No, I want to be with you,” I said, timidly. “I want to go home with you so that you can be my first.”
He looked at me, searching my face for any sign of doubt.
“Okay,” he said, starting the car back up and pulling out of the parking lot.
When we got to his house, he pulled up to the front door and turned the car off.
“Here we are,” he said. He got out of the car, walked over to my side of the car, opened the door, and extended his hand so that I could take it and get out.
He barely had time to open the front door before we were making out again. He kissed me hard and I kissed him back, my hands gripping his back tightly. He sat down on the staircase and beckoned for me to sit on his lap. I straddled him, feeling his hard dick poking up through his dress pants. I ground down on his erection, feeling my pussy getting wetter and wetter.
He stood me up and pulled my skirt down, taking my panties with it. He pulled me back on top of him. I kissed him, growing bolder and slipping my tongue between his lips. I acted like I knew what I was doing because I didn’t want him to think that I was more inexperienced than the women that he had been with. I could tell that he liked it. He grabbed me by the waist, spun me around, and sat me down on the stairs. He opened my legs wide and buried his face between my thighs.
He licked slowly at first, sending sparks of electricity through every part of my body. I writhed against his tongue as he circled his tongue around my clit and darted his tongue in and out of my pussy hole. I could feel my wetness pouring out into his mouth. He kissed the insides of my thighs sweetly before unzipping his pants and tugging them and his boxers down over his hips, letting his cock spring free.
It was rock hard, long, and had a slight curve in it. He pulled a condom from his pocket and ripped it open, and stared in awe while he rolled the latex down his sizeable shaft. “You ready?”
“Yes,” I said breathlessly, nervous and excited.
He leaned into me, his nose inches away from mine, and brushed his lips over mine as he pushed inside of me slowly. I felt every inch filling me, stretching me and gasped. I clawed his back as he sank deeper into my pussy. When he finally had pushed it all the way in, he stared at me, waiting, searching my face.
Everything was a mixed sensation of pain and pleasure, but I gave him a little nod, urging him on. He started moving his cock in and out of me, slowly at first, then started moving faster and faster. He pounded my pussy, pushing his cock in and out, and the pleasure built.
“That-feels-really-good,” I gasped with each thrust, “Don’t stop, oh, oh!”
A shriek spilled from my lips as the orgasm overtook me, and I came so hard I saw stars. “Oh, Reid…”
“Feel good, baby?” he crooned.
“Yes, so good,” I whimpered, wracked by aftershocks as he keeps thrusting inside me, reaching for his own climax.
“You’re so fucking tight,” he groaned, punctuating the sentence with a sharp, deep thrust that made me gasp.
“Make me cum again,” I begged, “I want to cum with you.”
His breathing was ragged and his words failed him, but he nodded. I felt his fingers venture between my folds to my clit, and while he pounded away at my pussy, driving deep, deep into me, his fingers worked my clit.
The pleasure was incredible, and I couldn’t help myself; I screamed his name over and over again, my pussy walls constricting around his shaft.
“Oh, fuck, baby, I’m gonna cum,” he groans.
“Yes,” I whimpered, “Yes, I’m so close, I want to cum with you. Just a little more.”
His fingers quickened, and I could feel the tension in his body as he held himself back until my fingers dug into his back and I howled. “Yes, yes, oh, fuck, yes, I’m cumming!” I shrieked.
“Oh, yes, Amelia,” he groaned, and I felt the quiver run through his body as he came, pouring his load into the condom between us.
Dazed and helpless, the last thing that I remember was him carrying me to a bed where I quickly dozed off and went to sleep, happily dreaming of my night with him.
Chapter Nineteen - Reid
It took me a minute to remember what had happened the night before when I woke up. Amelia had curled herself around me, almost startling me as I woke up and felt her laying on me. Her hair cascaded over my shoulder. In the waking sunlight, she looked even more angelic. I remembered the way that we had had sex the night before, not even waiting to get to bedroom. We were both eager to have each other. Just thinking about it made me horny all over again.
I laid there watching her for a few minutes before her eyes fluttered open and she looked at me.
“Good morning,” she said, rolling over and kissing me. My cock immediately stirred to life.
I had to have her again.
I rubbed my dick across her ass so that she could feel how hard I was. I ran my hand along her inner thigh, teasing her gently, tickling her. She writhed beneath the touch of my fingertips. I played with her that way, running my fingertips the length of her thigh, until she began to shudder.
“Oh my God. I’m so wet.”
Her eyes closed and she bit her lip. That drove me wild.
I pulled her close to me, grabbed the back of her neck, and kissed her hard. With my other hand, I slipped a finger into her pussy. He hadn’t been exaggerating; she was soaking wet. My finger slipped in easily. I ran my finger around her cl
it and then pushed it inside of her. She sucked in air through her teeth, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. I took my fingers out of her pussy and put them in my mouth. She tasted sweet, like honey.
I kissed her from her lips down her neck to her breasts. I lifted her shirt and took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked and licked on her breast while she grinded against me, getting more excited by the second.
I could tell that she could barely take any more and neither could I.
I wanted to taste her. I laid her back, crawled between her legs, and lapped happily at her clit, spreading her pussy lips apart. She moaned, pulling my hair as I licked and sucked on the delicate bundle of nerves. I licked up and down, round and round until she was writhing with ecstasy, screaming as waves of an orgasm coursed through her body.
Her thighs were soaked with her sweet nectar. I kissed each of her thighs before crawling up to kiss her mouth. I wanted her to taste herself. She greedily kissed me and clung to me. I took off my pants and freed my member for her, and she gasped with excitement when she saw it. She watched me, eager and excited, as I rolled another condom down my length.
When I was properly sheathed, I guided myself inside of her, pushing my cock in slowly. I could feel her fingernails tearing into my shoulders. It didn’t hurt. It actually turned me on, making my erection throb and swell. I fucked her slowly, holding her legs up so that I could have the perfect access to her g-spot. I pushed slowly then sped up faster and faster. I watched her faces change as she rose toward climax.
“I’m cumming!” she yelled, throwing her head back as her body convulsed beneath mine. But, I didn’t stop. I kept going even faster. She was limp as a ragdoll, sated and helplessly flailing beneath me as I fucked her for dear life.
I felt myself about to cum, and while every stroke felt like heaven, I wasn’t ready to finish just yet. I picked Amelia up, put her on all fours, and entered her from behind. Her pussy walls gripped my dick so tightly I was sure I wasn’t going to be able to last much longer.
But, I surprised myself. I grabbed her ass, slapping it gently, stroking my dick in and out of her cunt from behind. I licked my fingers and ran my fingers along the rim of her exposed asshole. She yelped with delight. I pushed my fingertip into her ass a little and she tightened up even more, pushing her pussy back onto my dick harder and harder. The bed beneath us was soaking wet with her cum.
I fucked her harder and faster until I was about to blow my load everywhere.
“I’m about to cum,” I told her.
“Me, too,” she said, breathlessly.
We fucked fast and hard, our groans cutting through the air as we both came hard. My load poured forth, hot as lava, filling the latex barrier.
I pulled out and threw away the condom . Then, we collapsed in the bed, staring up at the ceiling, trying to catch our breath.
“That was amazing,” she panted, cuddling up under me.
“Yeah, it was,” I admitted. “And the second time was even better because we actually made it to the bed and took our time.”
I laughed thinking about how we barely had made it through the doorway before we were all over each other. It was exciting, though. And I know that she enjoyed it, too, if her screams and moans were any indication.
“Yeah, and next time will be even better,” I growled into her ear, kissing her cheek softly.
“I can’t wait,” she said, smiling at me, reaching up to kiss me on the lips.
“I love you,” I blurted out. I couldn’t believe that I had said it, and the moments of silence that followed were the longest I’d ever lived.
“I love you, too,” she whispered, her voice taking on a velvety tone. We kissed, making out like horny teenagers. It felt amazing to have her in my arms.
She pushed me away from her quickly, almost pushing me onto the floor.
“Wait a minute,” she said, grabbing her phone from her purse. “I’ve got to make a phone call.”
I watched as she pressed a few buttons on her phone and waited.
“Hey, Jeff, it’s Amelia,” she said. “Hey listen, I know that we were supposed to finish working on the shop today, but, uh…something,” she glances down at my lap and winks at me, “Came up and I’m going to need the day off.”
She smiled at me. I felt good to be her reason to need the day off. And I was more than happy to oblige her in any way that I could.
She hung up the phone and looked at me, smiling.
“So, you have me for the whole day,” she said. “What shall we do?”
I smiled sneakily and rubbed my chin like I was thinking about it.
“Well, one thing is for sure,” I said. “I really don’t see any reason for us to leave this room.”
She grinned at me. I grinned back.
I jumped back into bed with her, playfully nuzzling her neck.
This was going to be an incredible day.
Chapter Twenty - Amelia
One Year Later
I couldn’t believe a year had passed since the last auction. And what an incredible year it had been! My shop was wildly successful. We even had a write up in the local newspaper that got national exposure. From there, I ended up getting booked on the TV circuit. Everyone wanted to know how a girl from a small town could manage to pull off having such a successful business in such a short amount of time. I really didn’t have any magical answers other than hard work and dedication, but it was fun being on TV, anyway.
Reid and I had gotten really close. He took me out on so many romantic dates, almost seeming to up the ante every time that we went out. When he took me to Paris last week in a helicopter to have lunch, I wondered how he would be able to up the ante on a trip like that.
We’d had a wonderful time. We visited museums, the Eiffel tower, and just walked the winding streets of Paris drinking a bottle of wine the whole time. I felt so carefree and happy.
I stood reminiscing about the trip in the shop when I was supposed to be working. It was a pretty slow day, so there wasn’t a lot to do. But, daydreaming definitely wasn’t on my to-do list.
“Hello, beautiful,” came a familiar voice from the door. It was Reid. He was standing in the doorway, staring at me and smiling.
“Reid!” I exclaimed. “What a happy surprise! What are you doing here?”
I ran over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek. I could tell that he wanted more and so did I, but I noticed a silhouette standing behind him.
“Is someone with you?” I asked, looking up at Reid inquisitively. He moved out of the way and Julia stepped forward.
“Hello, there, stranger,” she said, smiling gently. “How have you been?”
I hugged her, thoroughly surprised to see her.
“I’ve been good,” I said, pulling away from her. “The shop has been doing very well, so I’m happy.”
“Yeah, I noticed,” she said. “I saw you on TV.”
“Which time?” I asked.
“Wow, look at Miss Confidence over here,” she said, chuckling. “I saw you on the talk show where all the ladies are on the panel.”
I knew which appearance she was talking about. It was one of my favorites because I had been able to share my pieces with the ladies because everyone on the panel and in the audience went home with one of my signature pieces.
“Oh yeah,” I said, remembering. “That was a lot of fun. Actually, they were all pretty fun. I can’t wait to do it again.”
Reid and Julia shared a knowing look and looked at me.
“What’s going on?” I asked, confused. “What brings you two together again and here to my shop?”
“Well, I’ve asked for Julia’s help with putting on another auction,” said Reid. “The last one went so well, I don’t see why we couldn’t put on another one.”
My heart sank. So, they were here for business as usual. I was shocked, hurt, and confused all at the same time. I was even more confused when Julia smiled at me and st
epped toward me.
“Shall we start the bidding?” she asked sweetly. “The offer on the table today is…marriage.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. It all seemed surreal. It seemed even more surreal when Reid dropped to one knee and pulled a small, black jewelry box from behind his back. I gasped, clasping my hands over my mouth. I felt like all of my breath had left my body.
“Amelia, getting to know you this past year has been the greatest adventure of my life,” said Reid, his voice trembling. “I can only imagine what a lifetime of spending time with you will be like. And that’s what I want. I want you to be mine forever. Amelia Hansen, will you do me the honor of marrying me. Take this box as a token of my ‘bid’ on your heart.”
He handed me the box. I opened it. It was empty.
“What am I supposed to do with an empty box?” I asked him, confused.
“Well, I wouldn’t dare try to find a ring for a jeweler,” he said, grinning. “I figured that we could go on another one of our adventures and you can pick out your own ring from anywhere in the world. I’m sure you must know some great spots for jewelry picking.”
“I can think of a few,” I said, my mind whirring with all of the possibilities, not just for the ring, but for our lives.
“So, does that mean that you’ll marry me?” Reid asked, shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other. I could tell that he was nervous.
All of a sudden, I felt this wave of sheer joy overtake me and tears poured from my eyes. I laughed at myself for getting so emotional. So, I stood there, crying and laughing, trying to gather my thoughts so that I could respond.
“Of course I’ll marry you,” I finally said. “I can think of nothing else that I would want more.”
Reid got up from his knee, grabbed me in his arms, and kissed me hard. I kissed him back, enjoying the dance of our tongues as we stood there in the middle of the shop. Julia cleared her throat, reminding us that she was still standing there.