Playing With Fire Pt. 2

Amber and Justin went outside to smoke and calm down. They talked for a bit while they sat on the porch of her four-bedroom rental home, but she knew if they went back in and got on that couch things were likely to get hot and heavy again. Plus, it was really late or early, and Amber had to work tomorrow. Amber and Justin shared one more hot kiss and she sent him on his way. She sat down on the couch still dripping wet from their make out session and she had to do something about it. Whoever said women don’t get blue balls was an idiot. If she didn’t take care of this right now she’d be a wet mess all night and half the day tomorrow. She dipped her fingers in the puddle of lustful wanting that Justin left between her legs and before his headlights left the window, she imagined his face between her thighs and made herself orgasm. It wasn’t enough, of course; she probably could have cum three or more times, she was still so turned on. She hoped that would tide her over until the next time he came over.

Amber’s children were at their father’s house for the weekend, a thing she started years ago. Had she not made him keep the same weekend schedule she was sure he would never see the kids at all. Amber worked a full-time job at the local hospital and worked part time as a server at an upscale jazz restaurant in the city about an hour away. She didn’t mind working so hard and so much. She had time on the weekends to herself to get things done and relax and she had the evenings with her kids to make sure they got their homework done and were on a good schedule. She often went out after work with her friends or with the men who asked her out. Her schedule, however, proved to be an issue with some of the men she spoke to on the dating sites she was on. They always felt like she wouldn’t have enough time for them. In her mind, these guys were weeding themselves out because obviously they had nothing going on that her schedule was the problem. If they wanted to see her, they would find the time.

Justin wanted to come over and see Amber again the next night, which was a Sunday so Amber said it was fine so long as he came over after the kids went to bed. He was supposed to be at her house around 9:30 PM and when that time came and went, Amber was upset. She could see that he was “active” on the messenger app they communicated on, so what was he doing? She sent him a few messages asking him where he was and when he didn’t respond she was about ready to write him off completely. Playing it cool, she sent him a message letting him know she wasn’t going to wait and was headed to bed. Maybe he would get a chance next time. Right about that time, he sent her a message.

“I’m so sorry, sweetie, I fell asleep, I’m on my way I’ll be there in 15 minutes!”

She responded, “I am not going to stay up late tonight so you better be here when you say you’re going to be here. My time is valuable to me and I expect it to be respected.”

“You’re so right, I’m sorry, I’ll be right there,” he said.

Something was off; in her gut she felt like he was lying but she didn’t know him well enough to be sure so she let it go. He came over and they sat in his Expedition and listened to music, talked, and smoked. Every once in a while, their faces would get so close in front of the blue light of his stereo face that they’d kiss for a while. Certain songs with certain lyrics would just make so much sense. The way he kissed her made her melt in her seat and forget all about his being late. His tongue was full and soft, not like some guys who have a stiff sharp feeling tongue. His felt so good on hers, it was always slow and soft at first and as the kiss lingered became deeper filled with more pressure and desire. The whole situation was intoxicating, sitting in the car with the music on, smoking, sipping on whiskey, talking and kissing.

Daniel lived pretty close by so there were a few times that she saw his truck drive by while she and Justin were sitting in the driveway of her house. She didn’t like drama so she didn’t say anything and Daniel wasn’t calling or causing any drama so she left it in the back of her mind. By this point, though, it was well after 1 AM and she had to be to work in the morning. She invited Justin in to stay the night; she craved to be wrapped up in his arms to sleep, so long as he left before the kids got up and didn’t try and have sex with her. He promised to be a gentleman and they went to bed. As he was laying bed, though, he got a message and started talking about his ex and what threw Amber for a loop was that he wanted to text her back! Apparently, he wanted to tell her about this amazing new woman he was with; that didn’t sit well with Amber.

“Listen, I think it’s really juvenile to be texting your ex while you’re laying in bed next to me. Can you please just let that go? Who cares what she thinks? She’s gone and I’m here.”

“You’re right, I’m sorry babe.” And he put his phone on the bedside table. He wrapped his arms around her, being the big spoon, and she fell fast asleep in his arms.

Situations like those are ones that Amber let slide. Some women might have dwelt on an infraction like that and seen it as a red flag but not Amber. It was her nature to assume the best in everyone and honestly she didn’t have time to dwell on stupid shit like that. The rest of the week flew by and Justin came over to visit a couple more nights after the kids went to bed. The same situation happened; they got close on the couch and made out or made out in the car talking about everything in life. Justin kept playing with the word love and as anticipation built, it became clear that they weren’t going to have sex till she agreed that she loved him. He would tease her and say, “You know you love me.” Amber liked him a lot and there was no denying he made her cream her non-existent panties every time he touched her. But what was he getting at? Why did he need her to tell him she loved him? That weekend she had gotten off of work early and Justin was waiting for her when she got home. They did their usual, drink a little whiskey, smoke a few cigarettes, Justin smoked on a joint while hanging out in the car. Amber brought Justin inside and they set out to watch a movie. Of course, like other times, he turned her over to face him instead of the TV and they began kissing. When the tension built to a point Amber thought she was going to explode, she whispered to Justin, “I think I love you.” He kissed her so hard and with such passion Amber felt as if she were drowning in his emotion. After what felt like no time at all but was really like an hour, Amber went to her room. She had decided earlier that night that she was going to make their first time together super cheesy special. She lit all the tea lights she could find and placed them all over the room, then she turned on a playlist of songs she had made specifically for him and this occasion. She went into the living room and grabbed his hand slowly walking him to her bedroom. He smiled at her and said, “you did all this for me?”

“Of course!” she said. “I want us to remember this forever.”

She sat down on the bed and slid up to her pillow, he climbed onto the bed arms on either side of her body like an animal climbing over its prey. He leaned his head down to kiss her and gently let his body cover hers, his pelvis resting perfectly between her legs. The kiss grew more and more intense their bodies moving and flowing in perfect unison, pelvis pressed to pelvis, like a perfectly choreographed dance. Amber opened her eyes to see his face as he kissed her; Justin must have felt her gaze because he opened his eyes as well. This did not cause any awkwardness like it had in the past with other men, instead their kiss slowed but it was like looking into his soul as he looked into hers. She saw him in a way she hadn’t been able to see any other man. He pulled her dress up over her head leaving her in only her bra; she never wore underwear. He kneeled up on his heels and pulled off his shirt in a flowing motion, then came back down on top of her to kiss her more. Amber reached between their bodies and began undoing his belt and pants while their tongues danced behind a curtain of full lips. She pulled her legs up and pushed his pants down with her feet. Justin lifted her upper back up enough to snap off her bra and looking down at her said, “God you’re so beautiful” right before he buried his face in her stomach. He kissed her belly and breasts with his full luscious tongue and lips while Amber’s body responded with heavy breaths and moans. She lifted her pelvis to press it against his belly. One hand was on her back while the other supported him. Amber pulled him up to face her lifting her hot, wet sex letting him know she needed him, she couldn’t wait anymore. With eyes wide open and looking deep into each other’s, she slowly thrust him into her and at that moment they both gasped. Their lips locked still gazing into each other’s eyes. Gone were her fears of him not being big enough; he was plenty big and he felt so good. There were no jerking movements or awkwardness. Their bodies moved as if in a well-practiced dance of ecstasy. She looked up at him while he shoved his fullness into her and his eyes rolled back and his mouth opened then he bit his bottom lip. Everything about the way he responded to being inside her let her know how he felt. He moaned low and guttural in a way that drover Amber crazy. He was not shy about letting her know how she felt.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he said. Over and over their eyes met and they held this all-consuming gaze while their hot bodies pushed against each other. Amber looked down between their stomachs as Justin’s hips thrust his manhood deep into her, she loved to see how his abs flexed as they did work to please her. She was so exhilarated at this point that he was stroking her at exactly the right spot.

“Oh, God,” she moaned, “you’re going to make me cum.” There was no furious banging to this like she’d experienced with other men. There was this incredible slow moving, all the way in and all the way out movement that felt so good and so natural. They pressed hard against each other, in and out, they locked eyes as the tension built inside them both. She looked into his eyes and told him how good his cock felt inside her. She dug her nails into his back with one hand and reached down to grab his ass as he pulsed his hips in and out of her.

“Amber, ugh, fuck, you are so amazing,” he said. And with that and their eyes locked he thrust hard inside her and they came in unison. Amber wasn’t a screamer but her moans were loud and her pussy pulsed with orgasm making him cum harder, she could feel his orgasm inside her. Never before had she ever felt the want to kiss passionately after an orgasm but he put his mouth on hers and kissed her with a passion she had not experienced. They kissed furiously while he was still inside her.

“Oh my God babe, that was amazing, you are amazing,” he said. “I’ve always seen people in movies kiss after sex like that but I’ve never wanted to do it myself.” And he kissed her more.