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.
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.
He cupped my face and ran his thumbs over my cheeks as he smiled down at me. “I missed you so fucking much, you have no idea.” I swear there were stars in my eyes when I smiled up at him. “I have a pretty good idea since I missed you, too.”
“Fuck, baby,” he rasped, “all I could think about all day was kissing, tasting, and loving you.”
“I couldn’t stop thinking about all the things we did either,” I admitted. “In fact… how about we skip pancakes and go right to your house?”
He raised his eyebrows. “Are you sure? You just got off work and you have to be starving.”
I gave him a cheeky grin. “I’m starved for you. Food can wait.”
Jake shook his head and laughed. “You have no idea how badly I wish we weren’t in the work parking garage right now. I’d have you bent over the hood of this car in a heartbeat if we were home.”
“So then take me home,” I teased.
He nodded and kissed me again, briefly.
“We’ll compromise. I’ll call Caddy’s and order the pancakes to go. After I take care of your first craving, I’ll feed you.”
“That’s a plan I can get behind.”
When we got to the diner to pick up the pancakes, Meg wiggled her eyebrows and gave me a knowing look. I knew I was blushing when I shrugged as if to say can you blame me? Her bark of laughter told me she got it.
The first thing I noticed after we took off our shoes and Jake closed the door behind us was the scent of flowers. This was because there were two massive arrangements of pink flowers on the foyer table. I’d never seen so many roses, hydrangeas, peonies and gerbera daisies at once in my life.
I dropped my sandals into the basket and gasped as I looked around and took it all in. “They’re beautiful.”
“Not even half as beautiful as you. I wanted you to have flowers here, too. I put the arrangement from yesterday in my bedroom.”
I had to swallow past a lump of emotion. No one had ever made me feel like I was their number one priority before. “Jake,” I murmured. “This is… I’m blown away. You didn’t have to do this.”
He set the bag that held our food and my overnight bag down on the console table against the wall before he came and hugged me tightly.
“I wanted to do this,” he said softly. “You’re my everything, Amber. I’ve waited my whole life to feel like this. Now that you’re here, I never want you to doubt the way I feel about you.”
“How could I doubt it?” I asked softly. “It’s in everything you do. I know some people would tell me this is crazy but I don’t care. I waited my entire life for you and I didn’t even know it. Watching my mom go through men the way she did, I never believed in fairytales or happily ever after. When Caroline and Rob fell in love, I was happy for her but also jealous because I knew she had something I never would experience. Now I know that wasn’t true at all. You found me regardless of the fact that I didn’t believe.”
He smiled as he ran his hands up and down my back. “Fate’s funny like that. I stopped looking, you never started, but here we are.”
I nodded and agreed. “Here we are. How about we take this party to your bedroom. I’ve been waiting to be naked with you all day.”
He had me up and in his arms so fast I barely had time to blink. I let out a little shriek of laughter as I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and held on. He moved us through the house swiftly, his husky laughter music to my ears as he sat me down on the edge of the bed. Things went from silly to sensuous as he stood between my parted thighs and set his hands on my neck, his thumbs resting atop my pulse points.
“You’re already excited,” he rasped.
I felt myself blushing as I bit my lip and nodded. “Apparently this is my body’s natural reaction to you,” I confessed.
He slid his hands up my throat and gently tilted my chin back with his thumbs. Right away I was so lost in his enchanting navy blue eyes.
“Put your hand over my heart, baby.”
I held his gaze and set my hands against his lower torso before I slowly glided them up his chest. When I stopped over his heart, I smiled. His heart was beating double-time and I had no doubt mine was as well. He kissed me then, the slide of his tongue against mine creating a tidal wave of sensation that made me wet and desperate to feel him inside of me. I moaned into his mouth as he came up on the bed over me, both of us shifting positions without ending the kiss. In no time he was flush against me, my legs around his waist as he ground against me. He tore his mouth from mine and dropped his head to my neck, suckling softly against a spot that made me gasp.
“Baby,” he groaned, “you smell so fucking good.”
“Naked,” I whimpered, “we need to be naked. I want you.”
Jake pushed himself up and off the bed in one fluid motion, his muscles rippling as he pulled off his shirt, jeans, boxers and socks. I got caught up in watching for a few seconds before I realized I needed to be taking my own clothes off. In short order I had my dress and my bra off, both of which Jake took and placed on one of the easy chairs that sat against the wall. He halted me when I moved to take off my underwear.
His eyes glittered as ran his gaze up and down my body. “That’s my job,” he said, his expression playful as he got back onto the bed and settled between my legs.
I’d never believed I would like oral sex, but the night before Jake had completely obliterated that notion. Knowing what he could do with his mouth meant I was looking forward to every moment of what was to come. I thought he would remove my underwear right away, but he didn’t. Instead he leaned in and inhaled before feathering several soft kisses on me through the hot pink lace.
“Amber’s Allure,” he murmured.
“Huh?”
He looked up at me and grinned devilishly. “It’s my very favorite fragrance and I know it’s going to be a lifetime addiction. I can’t even explain how good you smell to me, baby.”
“Good?” I asked.
“The best,” he answered. “Everything about you drives me so crazy. I waited all day to be back in this position. You’re all I think about.”
“I can say the same,” I whisper-sighed as he rolled his tongue against me through the lace.
The little bit of lace between his tongue and my wet sex made me feel hot and desperate for skin on skin. Jake cupped the back of my thighs as he pressed his tongue against me more firmly. My breath started coming in ragged gusts as he licked me through the lace.
“Jake,” I whimpered. “More. Please.”
He growled and flicked his tongue faster a half dozen times before he stopped and looked up at me.
“Hold the lace to the side,” he rasped.
The moment I did as he instructed his mouth was against my most sensitive flesh. Pleasure raced through my veins at warp speed. I arched my back and shamelessly ground myself against his mouth as he fluttered his tongue against my clit. When I was right on the cusp of coming he moved his tongue down and thrust it inside of me, wiggling it in a way that made my breath catch.
“Jake!” I wailed. “Too good, too good, it’s too good.”
My reaction caused him to groan, a sound I felt deep inside. He lifted, his eyes meeting mine as he let go of one of my thighs and placed his hand between my legs. “Play with your nipples while I suck your clit and fuck you with my fingers,” he commanded.
I was nothing but pure sensation as he slowly pushed his middle finger inside of me. “Still so fucking tight.”
I clenched against his finger with my inner muscles as I played with my nipples and enjoyed the heat of his breath against my sex. When he covered my clit with his mouth and started rolling it against his tongue, I cried out for more. He answered by pulling his finger out before sliding it back in with another one. The sound of how wet I was should have been mortifying but it wasn’t. My body only had that kind of reaction to Jake and I loved every amazing second of it.
He picked up the speed with which he thrust his fingers in and out of me at the same time he doubled down on my clit. The sensation was too much. I pulled at my nipples harder as I arched my back and screamed as I started coming against his mouth and fingers.
The orgasm was still going when he reared up over me and turned me over onto my hands and knees. My hands skidded across the comforter seeking purchase. I’d just managed to grip it in either hand when he positioned his cock against my entrance and pushed inside with one hard thrust.
I gripped the comforter so hard I was sure I might’ve been shredding it, not that I cared. Jake held onto my hips and worked me back and forth on his rigid length with speed.
“So fucking deep,” he growled from above me. “Perfect little pussy, so tight and hot. I love watching my cock disappear inside you, love the way your little pussy lips grip my dick when I pull out.”
He fucked me relentlessly, my body his playground as he stroked me inside and out just right. I came again, then again, my throat growing hoarse from screaming his name. Still, he didn’t stop. Instead he flipped me over onto my back and came up over me, his cock sliding back inside of me like it never wanted to be anywhere else. I dug my nails into his ass as he thrust into me again and again, my head rolling back and forth against the pillow as he worked me over. He was a man possessed, his only objective to make me come as many times as he could.
“Are you ready to come all over my cock again?” he asked, his breath coming fast and hard.
I didn’t answer because I wasn’t exactly coherent.
“Baby,” he growled, “Answer me.”
I shifted my hips against him wantonly, taking him hard and deep as he stared into my eyes.
“Fuck… me…” I gasped. “I’m so close!”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. God, yes!”
“You want to come?”
“I do,” I answered, “I do, I do, fuck, please. Jake. So good.”
He altered the position so that he was rubbing against my clit with every forward stroke. “Come all over my dick,” he growled.
“Jake!” I screamed as my body began shaking.
My pussy clenched hard as my orgasm arrived; my body lighting up as every amazing sensation made it feel even better. Through it all he kept that perfect pace, our covered bodies slamming together with a shared need for more.
I screamed again when he bellowed my name and began furiously thrusting into me like he wouldn’t ever stop. Feeling the heat of his release inside of me was so good I felt my eyes roll to the back of my head as I gasped and tried to remember to breathe.
“Jake,” I whimpered as blast after blast of his heat flooded my tight channel. “It feels so good inside.”
The heat of his breath against my ear gave me goosebumps. “I love you,” he gasped, “I fucking love you.”
My core clenched again, my body desperate to milk him of every perfect drop.
“I love you too,” I moaned. “So much.”
We stayed like that for countless minutes, my arms and legs wrapped around him, holding him deep inside as we whispered words of love. Some time later he slid out of me and rolled onto his back before wrapping his arm around my shoulders and pulling me in close at his side.
“We haven’t discussed birth control and I hope you’re not upset that I haven’t used any,” he murmured. “I’ve been hoping you aren’t on anything because I want us to have kids as soon as possible. I’m all in with you, Amber. This is forever. If you’re not ready, tell me now and we can get the morning after pill…”
I shook my head emphatically. “I’m all in with you, too. Nothing would make me happier than if I were pregnant right this very moment. I love you and I want to have your babies.”
“So many babies,” he rasped. “As many as you want. If you decide three or four isn’t enough, we’ll just keep making more.”
That Sunday, Caroline and Macon joined Jake and me along with his entire family (with the exception of his parents who were still on one of their ‘honeymoons’) for a backyard barbeque. I found out that I loved Jake’s family almost as much as I loved him and seeing the way he was with his nieces, nephews and little Macon made me want babies of our own even more than I already did.
The man was everything I could ever have wanted, and then some. For the following six weeks he slept with me at my house Sunday through Thursday nights. Every morning before work he’d make me and Macon breakfast before he’d leave me for the day with a tender kiss. Each weekend we’d retreat to his house and lose ourselves in each other until Sunday afternoon when we’d meet up with his family for dinner. They adored Caroline and Macon, which meant they included them in everything, which made me love them even more.
At the beginning of the seventh week Caroline’s prayers were answered when Rob’s deployment came to an end. I was overjoyed to see my bestie reunited with the love of her life, and watching him bond with the son he’d missed so desperately made me cry. Partially this was because I was happy—but I was also super emotional because I’d just found out that Jake and I were expecting our first baby.
With Rob home I officially moved in with Jake full time and we got married three weeks later in a small ceremony in the chapel of his family church. Every morning I woke up wrapped in the arms of the man who made dreams I’d never even known I had come true.
Six years later
Thirty minutes in the car with my husband’s hand up my dress and his fingers in my panties had me all lit up inside.
“What do you think, Mrs. Channing?”
I made a happy sound as I took in the hundreds-of-pink-rose-petals path that was scattered through our lavish hotel suite.
“I love it, Mr. Channing.”
Jake chuckled as he walked to me before wrapping his arms around me and pulled me as close to him as he could.
“Happy honeymoon anniversary, beautiful.”
I threw back my head and laughed as he hoisted me up in his arms like I weighed nothing. That wasn’t the case at all seeing
as how I was six and a half months into my third pregnancy. Carly and Ben were staying with Jake’s parents for the week while we enjoyed our fourth honeymoon since we’d gotten married. In this case, it was a babymoon. Not wanting to be too far from the kids, we were staying at a luxury hotel in the city.
Jake walked us through the lavish hotel suite without breaking a sweat, depositing me on my feet next to the rose covered bed with a sexy grin. I smiled back as he gripped the hem of my hot pink cotton maternity dress and lifted it up and over my head. The dress had a built in bra, which meant once he took it off I was clad only in a pair of pale pink underwear.
“Look at you,” he groaned. “You’re so fucking sexy it hurts.”
I snorted even as I grinned like an idiot. Did I mention I was pregnant with twins? Yeah. That was happening. So far I’d gained thirty-six pounds. Sometimes I cringed when I looked in the mirror and saw how big I was getting. All I ever had to do to find my happy place was turn to my husband. He saw me as beautiful, even when I wanted to cry because I had horribly swollen ankles and stretch marks that looked like some kind of jacked up treasure map. My body had changed but Jake’s love and desire for me had only grown.
I licked my lips as he took off his clothes. He joked that he was getting dad bod because there wasn’t much time for the gym with all the kid and family activities we constantly had going on, but I’d never seen a hotter man in my life. I wanted him with a ferocity that had only grown with each passing year.
I full body shivered when he pulled me into his arms and my super-sensitive nipples rubbed up against his chest. Jake groaned, cupped my face in his hands and covered my lips with his. We’d been together for six years and I still melted every single time he kissed me. The magic hadn’t worn off at all. If anything, it had gotten even more intense.
By the time he took his mouth from mine, I was so ready for him to be inside of me that I ached with it. The foreplay in the car and the kissing had me beyond ready. He was lucky I’d lasted as long as I had, since pregnancy hormones made me insanely horny.
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