by Tara Brent
Fifteen minutes later the rain stops, the clouds begin to part and rays of sunshine peek out, promising a beautiful sunset.
“Ready?” Logan asks.
“Ready.” I take his hand in mind while he steers with his other to get us back onto the road.
I'm starving but I don't say it. Wherever we're going I hope there's good food and I can be served quickly.
Chapter 34: Logan
I pull into a hotel parking lot and see the look on Amber's face wondering what the hell we are doing here.
“It has a buffet. All different kinds of food.” I assure her, shutting the car off and getting out.
I admire the Texas blue skies and the sun that is slowly sinking. It's a fireball orange and I know that it's going to be a scorcher tomorrow.
There's a look of relief on Amber's face. We hear her stomach growl, and we laugh as I take her hand in mine and then swing it back and forth as we walk to the entrance.
I'm just as hungry as she is. Or, maybe not, I didn't skip lunch as she had. The second we walk into the place we let our noses lead the way.
The food smells so good that I can feel myself drooling before we get to the door. Seating ourselves, since there weren't many people there during the week, we took a booth off in the corner.
“I can't wait.” Amber gives me an apologetic smile and gets up to get food.
I follow behind her after our drinks come and I fill my plate over with different food items. Chicken fingers, fries, different meats, and potatoes.
Amber has spaghetti, garlic bread, assorted finger foods and we sit down across from each other.
As we are eating we don't speak to each other. Devouring the delicious food. But it doesn't stop me from admiring her.
The way she holds her fork, brings it to her mouth and then pops the food in. She closes her mouth when she chews, then thoughtfully determines, whether or not it tastes as good as it looks.
“What?” She asks me after swallowing a mouthful of food.
“Nothing.” I grin at her and continue to eat.
She thinks that we have come here just for dinner. She doesn't know that I have a night planned of fun. Well, what I think is fun.
When we can't eat anymore because we're groaning about how full we are and rubbing our stomachs, the waitress takes our plates away and I remind myself to tip her well. When we were done with a plate or our cups were empty, she would come right over. I've had waitress's wait several minutes after I’ve placed my empty cup down to refill it.
I look around as the place starts to crowd with people. I see why they have amazing food here. It is just outside of town and not too far away, in case there's a call, that something's the matter with Dustin or because he wants to come home. In the back of my mind, I'm waiting for that phone call, though I don't want it to happen.
"Come on," I tell her, putting the money down on the table with a generous tip.
Amber follows me out of the buffet and down a long hallway.
“Where are we going?” She knows this isn't the way out.
“Just trust me.” I throw over my shoulder.
“Trust someone who used to try to pay me to stop bothering him.” Amber snickers at me.
I wasn't always a nice boy growing up. I had my moments just like anyone else did.
“Now I will pay you to spend all your time with me.” I joke with her and head out the double doors, not even holding the door for her.
She has to keep up so the door doesn't shut in her face.
“You wouldn't...” her words get stuck in her throat.
Out at the back of the hotel, there's a beautiful lake. The way the sun is setting, makes it shine off the water and what she was about to say, is now gone from her mind.
“I thought you might like this.” I grin, putting an arm around her waist.
“It's beautiful. How did you know when to come out here?” She looks at me like I'm some kind of god.
"I didn't. The moment was just right. That's all." I can't take any credit for that. Not even God could help me with that.
I find it the perfect moment to slip away from her for a second, standing behind her and watching her take in the scene.
I give her a few minutes before I tap her on the shoulder.
She turns around to speak to me and when she does I have a ring box in my hand revealing a 6-carat emerald-cut diamond. Nothing but the best for my girl.
I don't get down on one knee though, that's not my style. This was the perfect moment if I ever heard of one.
“What are you doing?” She gasps at me.
"I want you to marry me," I tell her, staring into her eyes. Seeing the happy glow that I've gotten used to all over again.
I don't ask, I tell her what I want.
Amber nods her head and throws her arms around my neck. Shrieking in my ear. We stand like that for what feels like forever but in reality, it's just a few seconds before she pulls away from me.
“You haven't even taken a real look at the ring yet.” I laugh.
“That doesn't matter. I don't need a ring to know how much I love you.” Amber explains in a soft voice.
She makes me melt with every word that comes out of her mouth. Slipping the ring on her finger she looks at it closely.
The diamond sparkles on her finger. Amber raises her hand toward the sky to see it shimmer and sparkle and I watch her enjoying this moment.
“Does Grace know about this?” Amber asks, raising only one eyebrow as she looks at me.
“Does Grace know about this?” I mimic her and she punches me playfully.
“Come on, does she?” Amber asked, her tone softer this time.
“Of course she does, she knows all, doesn't she?” I ask, slipping my hands around her waist.
“Did you tell her before we left? How long have you been planning this?” Amber has all sorts of questions and I know how to answer them all.
“I did tell her, you have no idea how happy she was to hear I was going to propose to you. I’ve been planning this since last week. I just had to find the perfect place.” I look down at my shoes.
“Grace saw the ring?” Amber bites down on her lip.
“No, she's not seen it. You get to show her later.” I smirk and kiss her on the forehead.
“Now I would like to take my fiancé up to our room.” I kiss her on the side of her neck.
“You're just out to spoil me, aren't you?” She wraps her arms around my neck and pulls me close to her.
Standing there I feel that I'm the luckiest man alive. To have Amber with me every day of my life.
We stand there until she complains about her tired feet. She's been on them all day and then we head back towards the hotel.
Chapter 35: Amber
I want to call Rosie right away but I know that it can wait until morning.
“You know that we're going to have to get up early so that we can make it to work, right?” I remind him of that as he opens the door.
The room has a full mini-bar. A fridge with food packed inside. Different kind of desert jars and a long flat screen hanging on the wall. There's a king size bed in the middle of the room and plush, white, carpeting on the floor. I don't even want to step on it without taking my shoes off but I do.
“Actually I have that taken care of too.” Logan grins.
“How many people know about this?” I put a hand on my hip. Pretending to be upset.
"Let’s see. Grace. Rosie.Brent...and oh yeah, Jessica." He tries to think of a million other people he told but knowing that he told Jessica made me hold my breath. I almost forgot where I was and who I am.
“You told her?” I ask softly.
“I did, why wouldn't I? It's not a secret. It was only a secret to you.” He laughs and pulls me into his arms.
We fall on the bed together and share a passionate kiss. His lips hard on mine, as he pushes his tongue deep in my mouth and I willing accept it, swirling my tongue around his.
I feel m
y hands sweating as he rolls me over on my back. His lips still attached to mine.
I love how he can just maneuver me to the way he wants. How he makes it look so effortless.
I hear him moan against my mouth, as he moves, kissing my face, and then slowly making his way down my body
I'm not sure if he's going to stop this time. I'm hoping he doesn't. I want to know how his tongue feels inside of me.
As always Logan reads my mind, I close my eyes tightly, sucking in my breath. This is it. This is the moment I've been waiting to venture into.
Feeling the tip of his tongue against my clit, I feel the wetness of it. His taste buds slowly sliding up and down my clit.
Feeling my body jump he lets out a soft moan, opening my eyes I look down at him. He's already staring up at me.
Logan grips my hips tightly and pushes them firmly down on the bed so I can't go anywhere.
Flicking his tongue back and forth over my clit, pressing down just a little harder so the sensation runs through every inch of my body.
I whimper for him, the noise louder than I had anticipated.
That's when he does it.
Sliding his tongue down to my pussy, he teases me a little more, by circling his tongue around, then flickering back and forth, witnessing how much it turns me on
“Logan.” I gasp almost begging him not to stop
He dips his tongue inside my pussy. Feeling his tongue moving in and out of me faster and faster I reach down, pulling on his hair, gripping it tightly between my fingers.
It must hurt like hell, but he allows me to continue doing it, as he thrusts his tongue in as far as he can. He presses his nose up against my clit, so that I can feel the heat of his breath.
Right before I cum he slips his tongue out, bringing me back down for only a moment. I can see the desire that he has for me. Demanding more of me.
Logan thrusts his cock deep inside of me, keeping his eyes on mine as he bites the side of my neck. Feeling my skin between his teeth as he bites down harder with each nibble to my neck.
I don't try to hold myself back, there's no point in fighting what's to come and I feel my pussy release for him.
“That's it.” He whispers before pulling his mouth away from my neck and looking into my eyes.
Arching my back and wanting to cum for him even more, he pushes me back down onto the bed. Looking into his eyes I can see that he loves how I give myself to him.
Only when I'm done, do I feel him cum deep inside of me. It shows me that he's waited long enough to be certain that I'm satisfied and now it's his turn
Waking up in the morning with a smile on my face, I remember last night and how great Logan was. It feels wonderful to be his. I look at the ring again and the smile on my face grows bigger than ever before
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"Eggs and French toast. Nice and hot." Logan beams, carrying a tray over to me and bringing me out of my memories of last night.
“Thank you.” I take the napkin that is on the tray open it and put it on my lap.
“You're not eating?” I ask him, seeing that he's getting back into bed.
“I want to get a little more sleep if I can. It's not every day that I get to sleep in.” Logan chuckles, but I know him well enough that he will try for about a half hour. Tossing and turning and then get up for the day.
I eat my breakfast while it's still hot, then I take a sip of the milk and a little bit of the coffee that was made for me.
I think about Rosie and wonder how busy the shop is. Thinking back on yesterday now, makes me see why she asked me about a wedding. Maybe she was giving me hints. Although at the time, I thought she was just teasing me
I don't know how Rosie managed to keep her mouth shut during the time that we were working. It helped that we were so busy yesterday and she just didn't have the time to tell me, or maybe she wanted me to be completely surprised.
I brought the tray to the counter when I was done. Completely naked I got back under the covers.
Seeing that Logan was tossing. He was turning my way and had his eyes open.
"I love you," I whisper to him, kissing him on the lips.
“And I love you.” He pulls me in closer, pressing his lips against mine until they hurt but I love the feeling of it.
The first time that I've spoken those words to him. Then to have him say them back to me with such passion and tenderness in his voice makes my body tingle all over.
When he runs his fingers up and down my arms the little hairs stand up on them. I fall in love with him more and more every second that I'm with him.
He pulls the covers off himself and pulls me on top of him. I love how strong he is, knowing that he will never let me fall.
I feel his hardness between my legs as I sit there straddling him. I begin to grind against him and hear him moan for me.
The more we get into it the more turned on I am. The smile on his face, the desire in his eyes even the way he runs his hands up and down my back.
I don't want to ease into it anymore; I don't want to have the same position all the time. I get off of him and for once he's the one with the confused look at his face and I laugh at him.
Turning around on the other side of the bed so that my ass is showing off for him he gets what I want and quickly he's at attention.
"Don't be gentle," I whisper to him, not knowing where this nerve is coming from all of a sudden.
I hear a hoarse groan come out of him and I feel his cock slam into me, pounding me as hard as he can. I cry out for him as he grabs my hips tightly, afraid that I'm going to pull away from him.
I feel him leaning over my body; he bites into the back of my neck roughly with his teeth. Making me cry out for him even louder.
I'm finding out how much I like it. So far there isn't anything that I don't like. It only makes me want him more.
Chapter 36: Logan
She is a very courageous woman; I love how she takes it upon herself to tell me what she wants. Not needing to guess what might be better this time around.
I keep thrusting harder and deeper inside of her. With each thrust, I feel the wetness growing inside of her and it excites me beyond belief. She has my head spinning, although I'm trying to remain calm and not behave like an animal. It’s harder for me to keep that exterior, with the way she cries out my name.
I'm sure that everyone on our floor can hear her but I don't care, I want her to be louder and louder for me.
Letting go of her hips I bring my hands under her and up. Until I can reach her breasts. Squeezing them almost as hard as I can, I hear her whimper in pain and let them go quickly.
“No, don't stop.” Amber cries out to me, looking over her shoulder.
I bring my hands back to them and continue to play with them roughly. She's grinding against my cock that's aching in pain for her.
Letting her do her thing while I tease her and want her to beg for more of what I have to offer her.
Only she's the one who has me begging because of the way she moves her body against me.
I'm shaking and sweating. I can feel the sweat on her body and I grin. Working out has never been so much fun.
"I can't hold it," I whispered against the back of her neck. My hot breath tickling her.
I feel her cum just as the words slip out of my mouth. Closing my eyes this is the first time that we've come together at the same time. Our bodies welcoming each other, wanting each other and celebrating that there's a first time for everything.
When we're done we are out of breath and I don't move until Amber moves away from me. I want to pull her back to me but I let her go.
We spend the rest of the day in the hotel room. Not bothering to go out and eat lunch. Closer to dinner time is when I get the call.
"Hello," I say into the phone, keeping an eye on Amber to see if she's tense.
There's nothing.
"Dustin wants to come home." Jessica states and she sounds cool with it but at the same time, I know she w
ants him to stay with her.
"It's all right; we were getting ready to leave soon anyway. I will pick him up on the way through town." I tell her.
I look at Amber to see if she's upset in any way by the phone call. I don't want her to ever feel threatened by Jessica. I don't see any reaction. I feel a sense of relief as Jessica and I talk for a few more minutes before hanging up the phone.
She's going to be okay, we're going to get through this together.
“He's ready to see you huh?” Amber asks, grinning at me.
That's the only thing she says about the conversation.
“Yeah, I think it's time to cut this trip short.” I sigh, getting ready to leave a tip and make sure I have my car keys.
“I had a wonderful time. The best.” Amber admits, whilst looking down at her ring. It had to be the thousandth time she's done it since we got here.
“Me too.” I kiss her softly on the lips.
Leaving the hotel room hand in hand and walking out to the car, the sun meets us, as if it has missed us and like it was wondering if we were ever going to come back out again
The sun hurts my eyes, if it hurts Amber's she isn't complaining about it. I kiss her again before we have to part ways to get into the car. Corny, maybe, but it's the way I like it. Feeling her smile when I kiss her I know that I'd made the right move.
I don't want to leave and I know she doesn't want to either. But the real world is waiting for our return and I know she can't wait to show off the ring that she has on her finger.
I know that Grandma is going to want to see it the second we hit the house.
Amber leans her head against the seat and a few minutes after we leave I let her sleep. It's a short drive, but maybe what she needs is a little cat-nap. After today I feel like taking one myself, but I have too much going on for that.
"Amber, it's time to wake up," I tell her.
“Are we picking up Dustin?” She asks, sitting up and rubbing her eyes.
“No, he's at Grandma's house. He wanted to come home right away so Jessica dropped him off there since I'm dropping you off anyways it's not a big deal.” I shrug my shoulders.