by Kaylee, Katy
Logan turned and held the roses up to his side, looking in the mirror. He looked suave and smooth, his hair actually done and not all over the place, his clothes perfectly fitted and pressed, and his face freshly shaven. He even sniffed the collar of his jacket after spritzing Jordan’s two-hundred-and-fifty-dollar cologne on himself. He was exactly how he wanted to be, but there was still something missing. Deep down inside himself he could feel the tension just bubbling inside of him. All of it, in some ways, seemed almost cruel, and he was not normally a cruel guy. Taking Amber out, showing her the town, bonding even further with her, all so he could get up early one morning and jet out without any kind of notice. He knew it was fucked up of him, but he couldn’t turn away from her.
So, he did what he had become best at, and buried the secret as far down as he could. When his parents died, he had taken those emotions and pushed them down, so he knew it was possible. When he eventually left, he would push the heartache down too, because he knew better than anyone that life could be unbearably cruel. It wasn’t something he wanted to purposely impose on Amber, but he had to stick with his decision.
“Woooweee, look at that handsome fucking man standing in my house. Hey, I was looking for my best friend, he’s about your height but completely not put together,” Jordan joked.
Logan was thankful for the intrusion; it forced him to clear his thoughts. “Hey, man. Thanks for the help with all of this.”
Jordan sat down on the bed. “Hey, no problem. Have you told her yet about the job?”
Logan sighed. “No, not yet. I just want to have some time with her unencumbered before all of that drama unfolds.”
Jordan nodded. “Understandable. What time are you picking her up?”
Logan looked down at his watch and jumped. “Oh shit, in ten minutes. I gotta go.”
Jordan waved to him as he grabbed the flowers and his keys and raced out the door and down the stairs. Logan had let him borrow his BMW convertible for the night, so he leapt over the side and into the driver’s seat. After adjusting the mirrors, he sped out, making his way to Taylor’s as fast as he could. He pulled into the driveway and stopped, looking in the mirror at his hair.
As he did, something sparkling caught his eye and he looked up in the doorway to the house. Standing there in absolute radiance was Amber. Her black dress fit tightly against her body and stopped right below her knees. It was strapless, and her perfect breasts hovered over the top in the exact right amount of cleavage. She tapped her black stiletto heel and gripped her bright red bag as she smiled big at him. Her long dark hair cascaded down over her shoulders in loose curls, and her makeup accentuated her beautiful blue eyes.
Logan was nearly speechless. He got out of the car and raced up, putting out his arm for her. Taylor stood in the doorway, giggling, and waved at them as Logan made his way out to the car. He opened the passenger door and gave Amber his hand. “You look absolutely amazing right now. No joke, amazing.”
Amber giggled. “Thank you. You don’t look too bad yourself, handsome. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that suit before.”
Logan tugged on the front of the suit jacket. “It’s your brother’s. I wanted a nice suit to wear that wasn’t the blue striped one I wear to your parent’s parties, but didn’t have enough time to get a tailor to make one.”
Amber sat down in the car and swung her feet in as he closed the door. “Well, you make the suit look good, not the other way around.”
Logan leaned down and kissed her red lips gently. “And you make me look good.”
He waved at Taylor and jumped into the driver’s seat, heading into town. As he drove, Amber reached over and took his hand, smiling at how blissfully normal everything was. He pulled the car up to the valet at the restaurant and hurried around, helping Amber out. She put her arm through his and held on tightly as they walked into the restaurant.
The waitress was ready for their reservation and showed them out onto the terrace for a private dining table. Amber was impressed. “This is beautiful. Good job, mister. Good job.”
Logan took a seat and reached over, grabbing her hands. “I just wanted it to be special. We haven’t really gotten to do anything normal since we started seeing each other.”
Amber nodded. “I know, and this is more than perfect.”
The waitress came up with the wine selections and poured them both a glass. Amber took a sip and nodded thankfully at Logan. Apparently, there it didn’t matter how old she was. They ordered their appetizer and then took in the beautiful night air.
Logan leaned back and stared at Amber in the moonlight, not believing how gorgeous she was, inside and out. “So, you got into UCLA. That’s amazing. What are you thinking as far as your major?”
Amber rolled her eyes. “That one is still up in the air.”
“What do you want to do when you get out of school? What do you see yourself doing?”
Amber wrinkled her nose. “Honestly? I would love to be a history professor. I have always loved history, I am planning on getting a PhD in whatever I study, and the idea of teaching others what I love just sounds amazing. My father isn’t too excited about that, but it’s my life, you know? I gotta start doing for me. How about you? You graduated. Now what do you want to do?”
Logan bit the inside of his mouth nervously. “I want to own my own tech company. I want to create great big things, be on the cutting edge, make things that help others and makes life as a whole more enjoyable. It’s funny, my mom always told me that one day I would own my own company and I thought she was crazy. Now that’s all I can see myself doing in the future.”
Amber took a sip of her wine. “Moms are pretty intuitive in that way. I remember your mom being your number one fan.”
Logan looked down. “Yeah, she was.”
Amber reached out and took his hand. “I’m sorry. We don’t have to talk about them.”
Logan shook his head. “No, you know, it’s okay. When they died, I took all of that hurt and that sadness and I stuffed it way down inside. Over the years it has come out a little at a time, affecting my life greatly. Now, I feel like I can think about them and smile. I know that they would be proud of me, and I know that they are looking out for me, wherever they went. As a kid, it was really hard to understand, even though I was a teenager. Now, though, I can see what kind of people they were, and I want to be that kind of person.”
Amber gave him a kind half-smile, listening intently. “They gave you a lot of good roads to follow. They were and still are a great example of what people should be like. My parents are like that too, at least they are to me. My mom is strong and unapologetic, but at the same time the softest spoken and kindest woman I have ever met. And my dad drives me nuts, but he is a good man. I’m lucky.”
Logan smiled. “And they are lucky to have you as their daughter.”
They continued on with dinner, talking about everything from her excitement over UCLA to his ideas to start his tech company. He had so many ideas and had kept them all bottled up for so long it felt good to talk to someone who genuinely seemed interested. By the end of dinner, they were both reeling with a bond that they hadn’t had before.
They drove back to the house together, figuring they would make an excuse if anyone asked questions. When they arrived, though, they found the house empty. Her parents had gone to a friend’s for dinner and drinks, and Jordan was out with his girl. Amber walked into the living room and put down her bag, turning and putting her arms out. “Looks like we’re all alone, at least for a while.”
Logan undid his tie and took off his jacket, tossing it over the back of the couch. He sauntered over to Amber and looked her up and down, finding her more attractive than he ever had before. It was crazy to him how every day he cared more and more about her. He wrapped one arm around her waist and yanked her forward, pressing his nose against hers.
He kissed her gently on the lips and stared into her eyes. “Thank you for dinner tonight. I feel like we really needed that
time together. I learned a lot about you that I had no idea about before. I knew you were passionate, but girl, you are wild.”
Amber smirked and kissed him again. “Thank you for taking me on such a lovely date. It felt really good to just be together and not have to worry about anyone else in the world. I felt like we were an actual couple instead of two kids running around behind our parent’s backs, doing it in the closet.”
Logan leaned his head back and bellowed. “I am a tall dude, that would be uncomfortable, but hey I’ll try anything once.”
Amber looked around them at the silent house. “So, now what?”
Logan looked at her for a second and grinned mischievously, grabbing her hand and pulling her toward the kitchen. “Come with me.”
20
Amber
Amber held tightly to Logan’s hand as he pulled her into the kitchen and stood her in front of the island. He turned her slowly around and unzipped her dress all the way down to the small of her back. He stepped forward and pressed his lips against her neck, sliding the dress down until it dropped to the floor around her feet. She stepped out of it and turned to face him, wearing nothing but a pair of lace panties and her stiletto heels.
Logan took a deep breath and shook his head. “You are so fucking sexy.”
Amber licked her lips and reached up, unbuttoning his shirt. She kissed him passionately as she pulled the shirt down his arms and flung it over onto the kitchen table. She kept her eyes locked on his as she unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his pants. She gave them a tug and let them fall to the ground. He flipped his shoes off and stepped out of his pants, his cock already bulging from his boxers. He stood back up in front of her and she reached down, rubbing her hand up and down his shaft.
Logan groaned, leaning forward and pursing his lips by her ear. “I told you the second day I was going to fuck you on the kitchen island and I figured now was a better time than any. I couldn’t keep my eyes off of you at dinner, and the way you look without that dress on is fucking amazing.”
Amber could feel the shivers moving down her spine and heat begin to pool between her legs. She grabbed him by the chin and ran her tongue over his lips, sucking his bottom lip into her mouth. “I’ve been dreaming about you fucking me here for what seems like forever.”
Logan groaned. “Just listening to your voice makes me think about that phone sex we had. That was so incredibly hot. While I got off, all I found myself wanting was more of you. The sound of your moans…”
She moaned in his ear.
He smiled. “The whisper of your voice, it was hotter than anything I’ve ever experienced before. Knowing I could get you off from the phone was fucking nuts.”
Amber was hot and heavy and feeling incredibly sexy. She pulled her head back and kissed him again, this time swiping her tongue through his mouth and across his teeth. She pulled away and smirked, watching his eyes roll back. His cock was bulging out of his boxers and rubbing up against her stomach.
She reached down and yanked his boxers down, grabbing his shaft tightly. “You know what I found incredibly sexy? The fact that you wanted to be so protective of me. All I wanted to do when you were talking about that was bend over the couch and let you have your way with me. I like it when you tell me what to do, when you take control of my body and give it to me just the way you know I’ll like it.”
Logan leaned forward and put his hand on her neck while running his tongue up the side. “You like it when I take control?”
She leaned her head back and closed her eyes. “Mhmm. Full control.”
He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up onto the counter, wrapping her long legs around him. He gritted his teeth, sending heat bubbling through Amber’s chest. She watched as he grabbed his cock tightly in his hand and began to stroke it, the back of his hand sliding up and down her thigh. Her breath quickened and her pussy melted, the juices flowing freely.
She watched his hand jacking hard and fast up his cock, just the way she imagined it on the phone. The view was incredibly hot, and she opened her legs wider, inviting him in. He smiled, and his eyes darkened as he pushed his cock down and grabbed her hips. He thrusted forward slamming his cock through her juices and deep inside of her pussy. She reached up and gripped his shoulders, screaming out in ecstasy.
Amber watched Logan watch her as she grabbed her tits. He held her panties to the side with one hand and held tightly to her thigh with the other. “Yes, fuck, yes.”
Logan bit his bottom lip as he gyrated his hips. “You like that?”
She threw her head back. “God, yes.”
He stepped closer, leaning her partially back and began to rock his hips back and forth. She could feel his body rubbing up and down her clit. He leaned back again and grabbed her panties, ripping them off of her and throwing them to the side. Amber was in complete ecstasy, the feeling of his long cock sliding in and out of her pulsing wet mound. Logan reached down and rubbed his thumb against her clit as his hips began to thrust again. He moved faster and faster as Amber leaned back, arching her back off of the marble counter top.
Logan grabbed her by the hips and pulled her forward, slamming his cock into her over and over again. He lifted her legs from around his waist up and over his shoulders as he moved forward again, pounding her harder with every scream of ecstasy. Her breath caught in her throat as the wave of pleasure erupted inside of her. She reached out and grabbed onto the side of the counter, cumming hard and fast. Logan groaned, feeling her pussy pulsating against his shaft, but didn’t slow down, making her orgasm last longer and longer.
By the time the whole thing was done, she was breathing heavily, and her heart was pounding. Logan reached down and pulled her up and off the island, setting her down on her feet. He twisted her around so she was facing the counter and pushed down on her back. She smiled as she laid her head on the cold marble and spread her legs apart, shaking her ass from side to side.
Amber looked up over her shoulder and winked. “You want more of this?”
Logan licked his fingers and rubbed her pussy from behind, every so often pushing two fingers deep inside of her. She reached out and grabbed the other side of the counter, bracing herself. Her moans echoed off the granite covered kitchen as he twisted his fingers from side to side inside of her. She could feel how wet she was, the juices just bursting from her non-stop.
Amber groaned and scratched at the counter as he stepped forward and thrusted his fingers in and out of her as fast as he could. She turned her face toward the counter top and gasped, feeling him slowing the motion and pulling up behind her. The tip of his cock rubbed against her pussy, already red and swollen. He grabbed her hips as he pushed very slowly inside of her, digging his fingers into her skin.
Her mouth flew open as he slid it all the way back out and then pushed into her again. It was so hot that she couldn’t even make a sound, just hold on tight and hope it lasted a long time. Logan smoothed his hand over her ass and then slapped it, rubbing the sting away. She jolted and giggled, feeling the intense mix of pleasure and pain. It was something she hadn’t experienced before, but she liked it a lot.
She turned her head and looked back at him. “Fuck me faster.”
He smiled and spread his feet apart before grabbing her and moving his hips faster and faster. Her ass jiggled like waves, and the sound of their bodies slapping together echoed around them. She moaned and grunted with each thrust, feeling his balls slapping against her clit.
Logan reached down and bent one of her legs forward, leaning into her as he pushed up on the balls of his feet, slamming his cock deeper inside of her. She lifted up slightly and huffed and puffed, waving her head from side to side. “Yes, that is so hot, baby. Make me cum again.”
He licked his lips and pushed up into her again. “Oh, I plan on it, baby.”
He reached one hand around her stomach and cupped her pussy, rubbing her clit as he pushed up into her over and over. She could feel the heat building more and more wit
h every thrust until she could no longer contain herself. She fell forward and arched her back, yelling loudly. The explosion rocked her to the core and spread out through her veins into every part of her body. She could feel him thrust twice more before pushing deep inside and holding himself there, cumming hard along with her. His cock pulsated as he continued to push up and back in short bursts.
Slowly, they both relaxed back onto their feet and Logan pulled out, leaning forward so they were skin to skin. He kissed her back and helped her stand back up. She wobbled a bit, her knees weak, and took off her heels, not wanting to do a face plant on the floor. Logan picked up her dress and kissed her as he handed it to her. The two got dressed in silence, still trying to stabilize themselves.
Amber walked over to Logan and pointed at her back. He smiled and pulled her zipper up, clasping the top of it closed. She whirled around with a big grin, giving him a sensuous kiss on his lips. He pulled his tie around his neck and shook his head at her as she walked over, looking for her panties. As she skimmed the counter, she found them by the stove.
“Hey, you two,” her mother’s voice said, coming from behind them.
Amber turned quickly, balling her panties in her hand and hiding them behind her back. “Hey, Mom. I didn’t know you would be back so early.”
Her mom kissed her on the cheek. “Yeah, we’re old fogies now. You two look nice.”
Amber pointed at her and then him. “Funny actually. Taylor took me out to Ramone’s for a celebration dinner and we ran into Logan.”
“So, you met his date?” Jordan asked rounding the corner.
Amber stuttered over her words. “Oh, I…his date…”
Logan cut in. “My date cancelled so I was having dinner on my own. It was good to see the girls. Since she was coming here anyway I just drove her home.”