CHAPTER THIRTEEN
CHANNING
“Channing?”
Now was not the time to go ape shit. But suddenly, I was eighteen again. I never intended to admit anything to Amber about Rory’s and my pact. But hearing what he’d told her was completely jarring. It felt like steam was coming out of my ears. I was ready to blow.
He knew how I’d felt about her back then.
He knew that despite my actions when it came to other girls, that Amber was different.
And now I’d learned that he knew she had feelings for me before he pursued her.
She could tell my head wasn’t right. “Channing, what’s wrong?”
“It doesn’t matter now. It’s old news.”
“What doesn’t matter?”
“The fact that your ex is a lying douchebag.”
“Because of what he said about you?”
My eyes darted to the side to meet hers. “He knew how I felt about you.”
She was blinking repeatedly, looking totally confused. “What do you mean?”
Here goes nothing.
“Rory and I both wanted you, Amber. About a year before I left for college, he came to me and told me he wanted to ask you out. I felt compelled to tell him that I had feelings for you, too. At the time, we decided that for the betterment of our friendship, that neither one of us would pursue you. We made a deal, one he broke as soon as I left for UF.”
She covered her mouth. “Oh, my God. I obviously had no idea about this.”
“No, of course you didn’t. You were never supposed to know, but you bet your ass that if you had come to me and told me that you had feelings for him, I would’ve told him about that. I would’ve abolished that fucking pact if it meant making you happy. Instead, when you went to him about me, he did nothing but warn you against me, so that he could move in on you when I left.”
She stared off, looking like she was trying to make sense of my revelation. “So, when you came back from UF, Rory and I were together…you were different toward us. That’s because…”
“I was devastated. Yeah. I was crushed to see you two together.”
“Oh, my God, Channing. I had no clue. None.”
“I know that. Why would you?”
“I’d based my opinion of you largely on those years after you came home from UF. You always got around, but you just seemed out of control when you came back. I watched your actions and judged you based on them. I never imagined resentment was at the root of it.”
Letting out an angry laugh, I said, “I hooked up with all of your friends to get back at you, even though you didn’t even do anything wrong. Real mature, right?”
“I kind of hated you in college,” she said.
“The feeling was mutual, Amber. I kind of hated you for a while, too, until I wised up and realized that if you were happy—really happy with him—then that was all that mattered.”
“Wow.”
I couldn’t believe I’d let my emotions get the best of me.
Calm the fuck down, Channing.
I chuckled. “Well, so much for just sex tonight, huh?” I’d virtually ruined our evening by bringing the past into this hotel room and throwing a tantrum. It wasn’t until this moment that I realized just how much bitterness I was still harboring even after all these years.
She placed her hand on my cheek, and I closed my eyes to relish her touch.
“I’m glad you told me, Channing. I mean, I know it doesn’t change anything between us now. But it was a part of the past that I was apparently blind to.”
Placing my hand over hers, I said, “Look, I can’t even say I blame Rory for what he did. All is fair in love and war, right? He got the girl in the end. He played the game better than me. And you fell in love with him. He won.”
Her stare seared through me before she said, “No. I beg to differ. Because now I’m in bed with you. So, I’d say I won the game in the end.”
My heart nearly leapt from my chest. That was the sweetest fucking thing she could have said to me. It felt like she healed an entire decade of anger and resentment with two sentences. She was right. In the end, despite everything that happened, here we were. And tonight, in this moment, it wasn’t about any of that shit that happened in the past. It was about us. I could have kissed her for those words.
In fact, I did.
Wrapping my hands around her face, I pulled her into my lips and expelled a breath of relief as I tasted her. She moaned into my mouth and my dick reacted, now ready to burst. As long as it had been since our one kiss all those years ago, the recognition of her taste was immediate. Except this time, it wasn’t going to end in just a kiss.
With each moment that passed as I thrust my tongue in and out of her mouth, I became more lost in her. With each whimper and moan that travelled down my throat, I wanted to dominate her more.
I spoke over her lips, “Are you wearing the thong I asked you to?”
“Yes.”
“Show me.”
She broke away to pull down her skirt then turned her back to me, displaying her gorgeous, taut ass. I ran my hand along her skin and looped my finger inside the string laying within her ass cheeks. Unable to help myself, I pulled on it pretty hard.
“I only want you to wear these when you’re with me. I want to see all the different colors. I love your ass in them.”
“Okay.”
Her thong was wet from the moment I first touched it. “They’re soaked. How long have you been wet like this?”
She turned around to face me and grinned impishly. “Since you moved in.”
A wry smile spread over my face. “Well, then, it sounds like I created a problem I need to take care of.” I boldly slid her hand down onto my cock and pressed it into me. “Feel this. This is what you do to me, except I finally don’t have to hide it anymore.”
Amber closed her eyes and began rubbing her palm along my crotch as we faced each other. I reached down and massaged her clit before slipping my fingers inside of her hot pussy.
“Fuck, Amber.” I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of her wetness as my fingers moved in and out. “My fingers are covered in your come.”
I pulled them out and hovered over her as she writhed under me.
“Watch me,” I said, unzipping my pants and taking out my rigid cock.
She watched intently as I used her come that was still on my fingers as lube while stroking myself. Her eyes were transfixed on my hand moving back and forth. I couldn’t ever remember being this hard before sex. I loved watching her watching me. Amber bit her bottom lip as she reached down and began playing with her clit.
Oh, fuck yeah.
The only sounds were those of our arousal and skin rubbing together. I couldn’t peel my eyes away from her fingers moving over the folds of her beautiful, blush pussy. I could have come all over the bed in five seconds if I let myself. There was no way I was going to waste this opportunity. I needed to pace myself. The only place I wanted to climax was inside of her.
She stopped rubbing herself long enough to undo her bra, letting her beautiful breasts spring free. When she looked up at me, there was a certain innocence in her eyes. I had to remind myself that she’d only been with one man before me.
Holy shit. I need to slow down.
My eyes scrolled down her face, to her neck, and then once again landed on her breasts. I took some time to just stare at her creamy tits and erect nipples while my aroused cock hung in the balance, throbbing and ready to go.
As much as I wanted to rub against her opening, I was covered in precum, so that was too risky. Much to my dismay, I’d left the box of condoms in my backpack, which was all the way on the other side of the room. I reluctantly pried myself away from her warm body and walked over to retrieve one.
Amber sat up and gawked at my naked physique, which I fucking loved. I loved how badly she wanted me. Her eyes were glued to the tattoo at the base of my abs as I ripped the condom wrapper open with my teeth and slipped the rubber over my engorged cock.
I couldn’t wait a second longer. I crawled over the bed and lowered my body over her before nudging her legs wide open and sinking inside of her. She let out a sound the moment I entered her, and it set me off like a rocket. But she was way tighter than I’d anticipated. I needed to pace myself, or else I was going to blow it in a matter of seconds.
Her legs stayed opened as wide as she could spread them while her tight pussy enveloped my cock. It felt incredible. She was so wet that I didn’t worry about hurting her. Her hips moved under me, encouraging me to go faster as her nails dug into my ass.
I’d wanted to go slow our first time, but I just couldn’t. It felt too damn good not to fuck her roughly. And it was what she wanted as evidenced by her body’s reaction as I pounded into her.
So, I fucked her hard as if it were my one and only chance. A part of me feared she might regret this tomorrow, so I was taking advantage of this moment.
Amber moved my head down onto her breasts, guiding my mouth to her nipple.
Someone likes her tits sucked.
Well, I just so happened to love sucking them—and biting them. I loved that she was showing me what she craved. I also loved that she was going to have marks all over her body by the time I got through with her.
There wasn’t one part of me not connected to her. Our hands were locked. My mouth was filled with her perfect breast. My cock was moving inside of her.
“I can’t believe I’m fucking you. You’re amazing, Amber. You feel better than anything. Tell me when to come. I’m just waiting to explode inside your beautiful cunt.”
My words set her off. I felt her pussy convulsing around me. I could literally feel her orgasm squeezing my cock. It was at that moment that I finally let go, pounding into her while my hot cum filled the condom.
Finally slowing my pace, I reluctantly pulled out, even though I wanted to just stay inside of her. The condom was so full it could barely contain my load.
I got up to discard it and quickly returned to the bed. Placing my lips over hers, we kissed long and hard, and within a few minutes, I could feel my cock beginning to harden again. It wanted more.
Amber sighed. A smile spread across her face. She seemed calm, sated, and a little dumbfounded at what we’d just done.
Our faces were close when she ran her fingers through my hair and said, “Well, I’m officially screwed, because I don’t know how anything is ever going to top that.”
My breath still ragged, I said, “Oh, believe me, I intend to. I’m nowhere near done with you tonight.”
I planted my head between her beautiful tits and listened to the sound of her breathing.
After a while, she asked, “Should we go eat?”
“Oh, you mean there are other things you want to do besides fuck me all night?”
She bit her bottom lip and smiled. “The food will give me energy for round two.”
“I guess we can break for food, but let’s shower first.”
“Together?” She looked a little apprehensive.
“Don’t be shy. I’ll take good care of you.”
Amber lifted herself out of bed. My dick was most certainly ready to play again as I got a load of her stark-naked body.
Following her into the bathroom, I made sure to grab a condom on the way—just in case.
Once in the shower, Amber’s back was toward me as the warm water rained down on us. My dick was sandwiched in the crack of her ass as I alternated between washing her back and kissing her skin.
“I need to have you again, but this time I want to watch my dick move in and out of you from behind.”
“Fuck me,” she breathed as her arms trembled against the tile.
Hearing those words come out of her sweet mouth made me crazy. I reached over to the sink for the condom and couldn’t get it on fast enough. Thank God I’d had the good sense to bring one into the bathroom.
I slipped inside of her, placing my hands on each side of her ass to guide her over my cock. Watching my dick move in and out of her body from this angle was just about the hottest thing I’d ever experienced.
“Shit,” I groaned. “You feel too damn good.” This time, I lost it faster than anticipated. “I’m gonna come.”
“Me, too,” she panted.
My orgasm came on suddenly as my body crashed into her.
Pumping in and out of her slowly, I gently bit her ear and rasped, “I don’t ever want you to forget what this feels like, Amber. I know I won’t ever forget this.”
“That’s what I’m afraid of, that I’ll never be able to forget,” she whispered.
***
We made our way to a steakhouse down the street. Despite the dim lighting, Amber’s face reflected a visible glow that I couldn’t help but take credit for.
She was looking down at the menu, but my eyes were firmly focused on her.
“What are you in the mood for?” I asked.
She shrugged. “I’m not really that hungry. I just feel like I should eat.”
My phone chimed. I refused to check it.
“You can check your phone. I know you think I’ll be insulted, but I won’t.”
“Nope. No need to. There’s nothing more important than just enjoying the moment right now with you. Whatever it is, it can wait.”
“You’re stronger than I am. I would at least need to see who texted even if I didn’t respond.”
“I don’t care who texted.” I leaned in so that only she could hear what I was about to say. “All I care about is getting something to eat so I can go upstairs and eat you.”
She turned red. My eyes stayed fixed on her neck. I was much too proud of the marks I’d left on it.
“What?” she asked.
“Nothing.”
“You’re looking at me funny.”
“I am? I’m sorry. I don’t mean to. I guess I can’t help it.”
“What are you thinking?” she asked. “Give me the honest answer.”
“You really want to know?”
“Yes.”
Resting my chin on my hand, I stared at her for a bit before I said, “There are a lot of thoughts running through my head. I’m looking at you and thinking that I can’t believe I just fucked you—twice. I’m thinking that it felt better than I ever imagined and that I might be fucked if I think I can keep my hands off you for the rest of the week after today. And I’m already thinking about what I want to do to you when we get back to the hotel—namely discovering what your pussy tastes like. I’m enjoying every second of this day, and I feel like the luckiest man alive. I’m also wondering what’s going through your head.” I reached for her hand. “Your turn.”
Amber’s face turned an even brighter shade of crimson that trickled down in blotches over her pale neck. “I can’t believe how good it felt. In fact, I still feel you in between my legs. I don’t want this day to end. That’s pretty much the extent of it. I won’t allow my mind to go anywhere else because I don’t want things to get complicated.”
“Good. Just stay with me in the moment. This is what it’s all about.”
The waiter served us our steaks, and about halfway through dinner, I had to use the bathroom badly. I hadn’t pissed since before we’d had sex.
“I’ll be right back, okay?”
When I returned from the bathroom, I noticed that Amber’s mood seemed a little off compared to before I left.
“What’s up?”
“Your phone went off again. I peeked at it. I’m sorry.”
“It’s alright…”
“It was Emily. Are you mad?”
Shit. Talk about a mood killer.
“Am I mad that you looked at my phone? No, and after the shit I pulled on you with Gentleman Nine, it wouldn’t be very fair of me to be mad, would it?”
“Anyway, she wants to know if you’re around tonight.”
“Well, I’m not, am I? I’m very busy, in fact.”
Her lips curved into a slight smile, but I could tell Amber was still preoccupied with thoughts of Emily. I couldn’t blame her. I hadn’t exactly made it clear what I was doing about that whole situation. I’d sort of temporarily abandoned it. There was certainly not enough mental energy in me to explore that issue tonight. All I really wanted to do was to go back to the room with Amber and forget about anything else.
My dick could not be tamed. I looked down again at the marks I’d left on her neck and chest and suddenly felt the urge to leave and make a few more.
Enclosing her legs with mine under the table, I said, “You feel like taking the food back to the hotel? I’m suddenly starving for something other than steak.”