First Love (16 page)

Between his words, his deep voice, and his cock sliding in and out of me, I am about to explode, again. He links our fingers together, brings our arms over my head, and begins to thrust his hips harder, faster.

"Oh. God. Kyle!" I can feel myself tighten around him, causing his release.

"Fuck. Baby!" As soon as we catch our breath, Kyle rolls onto his back, pulling me next to him so my head rests on his chest.

“I love you, Kyle," I say as I turn to look up at him. He smiles down at me.

“I love you too, Princess. With everything I am." We lie there wrapped in each other’s arms for a long time before getting up to head home. What a perfect night.

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UNDAY,
since the bar is closed, we decide to have a cookout at the house. Holly is calling it an engagement party, and since Amber has been so busy with the opening of the center, Holly was put in charge. I was told to do whatever she needed. I knew right then I was in for it. I love Holly like a sister, she’s great and she makes my best friend happy, but there were a few times this week I wanted to lock her in a closet. I had asked her why we needed all the crap she was getting, and after she gave me a look that almost knocked me on my ass, she said, “She is a special person who deserves a special engagement party that she will remember for the rest of her life."

Well shit, I couldn't argue with that. She was right. Amber deserves the best. After that, I didn't complain anymore.

When I woke up this morning, I heard voices downstairs. I realized I must have slept later than usual. The guys and I hung out at the bar for a while after closing last night, so I didn't get home until three-thirty this morning. I rolled out of bed and jumped in the shower. I put on a plain, white, V-neck t-shirt with a pair of jeans and my favorite worn, brown cowboy boots. These boots have definitely seen better days, but I love them.

I followed the voices to the kitchen. There was Amber and Holly, cooking a bunch of food for this afternoon. Every time I see her it's like the first time. My heart starts beating faster and harder, my stomach flip-flops, I get this goofy grin on my face, and my dick becomes instantly hard.

"Good morning, ladies," I say as I kiss Amber on the top of her head and head for the coffee pot.

"Morning!" Holly calls out, her attention fixed on peeling potatoes.

"Good morning, handsome. How'd you sleep?" Amber asks as she stands next to me at the counter.

“Pretty good. Looks like you two have been busy. What do you need me to do?"

"Nothing yet. Paul, Angel, and Marcus will be here in an hour or so with the tables and chairs. You can help them when they get here."

"Sounds good. I think I need a kiss from those sweet lips of yours to start my day off right, though." She smiles at me and moves closer. I lean down and crash my lips to hers. As soon as that little whimper leaves her, I’m ready to pick her up and carry her up stairs.

“Okay, lover boy, you need to knock that shit off right now. We have a lot of work to do and you’re a distraction. You could always go and get some more beer if you want to help out," Holly says as she pulls Amber out of my arms.

I head down to the bar to grab some beer and ice. By the time I get back the guys were there and we set up the tables and chairs out in the back yard. Holly really did a great job with this party. She even has a small stage set up in the corner so the band can play a little later. She has an area set up for the kids to help keep them busy. There is so much food. The girls made all kinds of salads, vegetables, and appetizers. There is steak, chicken, ribs, hamburgers, and hotdogs to grill. Clark and Marty volunteered to man the grills. Looks like Holly even got a few extra grills. I am glad we did this. It will be nice to see all of our friends together, relaxing and having fun. Ever since my mom moved back to Texas to be close to her sister, I don't see her much. Amber has no family left anymore, so I consider most of the people coming today our family.

People are starting to arrive, so I begin to make my way around to greet them. First, I go over to see Taryn, Marcus's wife, and their four year old son, Chase. Taryn and Marcus have been together since they were in high school. Chase is a spitting image of his dad, except for Chase’s jet-black Mohawk. He gives me a quick high five and is off and running.

I spot Clark and his two boys, Skylar who's six and Mason who’s nine. Clark's been raising his boys by himself for the last five and a half years. His girlfriend just up and took off one day. She said she didn't want to be tied down. He is one hell of a dad, though; always doing things with those boys. Clark's mom takes care of the boys when he works. They are very polite and well-behaved. They both say hello and thank me for inviting them before heading off to play. Clark makes his way to start working on the grill.

Marty walks by me and yells a greeting on his way to the grills. I look over to Amber and see her talking to his wife, Anna, and their two kids, sixteen year old Makenna and twenty year old Matthew. I smile and wave. My smile quickly fades when I see Jax and his cousin, Leena, walk in. He leans down and kisses Amber on the cheek. I want to knock his head off his shoulders. He knows what he's doing because he looks in my direction and smirks at me. I really can't stand that guy; he doesn't even try to hide the fact that he is trying to get my girl. And that cousin of his? She is a real piece of work. She moved down here to work at the youth center. Jax said she was so good with kids and loved working with them. After one shift, Amber said it wasn't going to work out. Of course, she felt bad and begged me to hire her at the bar. Of course, I can't say no to her. Leena has only been working two days, but I can already tell she is trouble. The customers love Leena … especially those of the male variety. She looks like a human Barbie doll, complete with long blond hair, blue eyes, and huge fake boobs. She definitely attracts a lot of attention. Problem is … the only attention she seems to want is mine. At first, I brushed the flirting off as innocent. But, the more it happened, the less I could ignore it. I told Amber right away. I did not want any misunderstandings. Then, I sat Leena down to try to explain that it had to stop. Well, that didn't go quite like I thought it would.

I was sitting at my desk when there was a knock on the door. I knew it was Leena, I had asked Holly to send her in. I needed to discuss the fact that her flirting had gotten out of hand and it needed to stop. She sauntered in, putting a little too much sway in her hips. She was an attractive girl. If this would have been happening before Amber came back, things may have been different. With Amber in my life, no other woman gets my attention like that. Sure, I can appreciate a beautiful woman, but that's as far as it goes. I point to the chair on the other side of my desk. She takes a seat.

“I am going to get right to the point, Leena. You know I am engaged to Amber, yet you are continually inappropriate with the way you flirt with me. I need you to stop." I expected to see embarrassment in her expression and was floored when I saw amusement. She actually had a grin on her face.

"I am attracted to you and I know you think I am attractive, so what's the problem?” Did she really just say that? What part of ‘I am engaged’ does she not get?

"How can there not be a problem? I am engaged to Amber. I love Amber. Yes, you are a pretty girl, but I am not interested in you." She still smiled like I was speaking in opposites.

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her," she said with a giggle. You have got to be fucking kidding me. What is it with me and attracting bunny boiling crazies?

"Yeah, but see … I would know, and I am not that kind of guy. Plus, I’m your boss."

“You might be engaged now, and you might love her, but does she love you? She spends a lot of time with Jax, and I know for a fact he wants her. So, I will cool it for now. Just know I’m here when you come to your senses." With that, she stood up and walked out of my office.

I think it's time that they both know that Amber and I are together, and that is how it is going to stay.

I walk up to Amber and pull her close to me. “Hey there, beautiful. How is my wife-to-be doing?"

“I am doing great husband-to-be, how about you?" she asks, smiling up at me.

“There is something I need to show you, Princess," I say to her with a smile. I look at Jax and Leena. “Would you two excuse us for a bit?" I grab Amber's hand and lead her into the house. On the way through the kitchen, Holly tries to stop us. “I promise I will have her back down in twenty minutes!" I yell as I continue up the stairs.

As soon as we get into the bedroom, I shut the door and lock it. I back her against the wall. I’ve been wanting her all day and seeing that asshole kiss her cheek makes the need for me to be inside her that much greater. By the look of desire in her beautiful brown eyes, I would say she wants this just as bad.

“Princess, I have wanted to be inside you all day. I can’t wait any longer." That must be all she needs to hear. She kicks off her sandals and undresses.

“You better get those jeans off, we have a yard full of guests." God, I love this about her. She always wants me as badly as I want her. Anytime, anywhere, any way. It makes her so much hotter. I quickly drop my jeans as she reaches her arms around my neck and crashes her lips to mine. I bend down and grab her ass as she wraps her legs around me and I lift her up. She reaches down between us, grabs my cock in her hand, and lines it up with her slick entrance.

"Sorry, baby, this isn't going to be slow and sweet," I tell her before slamming her down on me. Her sexy moans add fuel to the fire. She digs her nails into my shoulders.

“Kyle!" Her body clamps around me so hard it makes me explode inside her.

"Fuuuck, Princess." I groan. I turn around so my back is to the wall and slide us down to the floor. “I love you," I whisper in her ear.

“I love you, too," she says back.

How did I get so lucky to have this amazing woman for the rest of my life?