Remember Me: Oakville Series:Book Two (12 page)

I turn around and almost slam right into her. She looks up at me with a smile on her face and tears in her eyes.

“Are you okay with this?” I ask as I hold her face in my hands.

“More than okay. I was scared at first, but it was because I was worried about how you would feel.”

“I am so happy, this is amazing.” I kiss her, gentle and slow. Swiping my tongue tenderly across her lower lip, she moans, parting her lips enough for me to swipe my tongue against hers. Just a slight touch, a tease, hoping my kiss tells her everything I need her to know, to understand… to feel. She moves her hands to my hair and grips on, pulling my face to hers roughly, turning the kiss into something much more erotic, needy, frantic. Pulling back, I catch my breath before kissing her nose and whispering my lips along her cheeks to her ear, slowing down the moment. As much as I need her, I don’t want to fuck her. I want to show her how happy this makes me, how excited I am to take this journey with her. How much I love her. I need her to feel it all, everything I can’t explain.

I breathe deep, taking in her scent of coconut before resting my forehead against hers. I look her in the eyes, trying to convey everything that I’m feeling but I notice the flash of hurt in her own. Knowing she feels like I’m rejecting her, I move to bend down, claiming her lips with my own again before reaching my hand under her legs and picking her up bridal style. I never break our kiss, just pull her closer to me as I move her to the bed. Laying her down gently, I move on top of her. Slowly brushing her hair away from her face, I look into her eyes and say, “You’ve made me so happy, princess. Let me show you how much.” She nods her head slowly and closes her eyes. Sweeping my fingers ever so slowly across her lower belly, I lift her shirt in small increments, gracing her soft skin as I go. I bend down, kissing each closed eyelid, her nose, her cheeks, before settling back on her lips. She inhales sharply as I graze my fingers up over her bra and move to lift her arms. Sweeping my tongue into her mouth once more, I softly glide it along hers, tasting her. With a soft kiss, I break apart and lift her shirt over her head, tossing it to the floor. My eyes connect with hers once more and I can’t help but gasp at how much love shines through. The emotion wafting off her hits me straight in the heart and I give back everything I can, showing her how much she means to me, how much this baby will mean to me.

Slowly, I move down her body, placing soft kisses in a path from her breasts, down her stomach, and stopping to swirl my tongue in her belly button. She undulates her hips and moans and the sound goes straight to my cock, making me painfully hard. I push back the need to rush, to take her hard, rough, and fast. Instead, I slowly unbutton her pants and pull the fabric down her legs, using my fingertips to wisp across her skin. I kiss my way back up, slip her panties down, and move to her bra, never breaking eye contact. “You’re so beautiful, baby. So fucking beautiful, it hurts in the most delicious ways.”

“Kyle, I need you. I need to feel you, please don’t make me wait,” she says, barely above a whisper, her voice husky with desire. I take one nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue around it slowly as she moans, her breath quickening with every swipe. Moving to her other breast, I give it the same treatment as I reach down, unbuttoning my jeans. Her moans become louder, raspier, needier, and I can’t wait any longer. I need to make her mine, need to have us connected. I need to feel her gripping me, our bodies bringing each half of our hearts together.

I move up and begin to ease my jeans down my hips as I take in the sight before me. Her skin a deeper pink, flushed with desire. Her eyes big and round, shining with need. Her lips swollen from my kisses. Her hard, rosy nipples beckoning me. Before I can move to stand, Amber lifts up, removing my hands from their task and taking over. I lean down over her once more, taking her lips with mine as she glides my pants down my legs with her feet, gripping my head in her hands. She tugs gently at the strands in her grasp and I moan, my cock twitching in anticipation. Her motions start to become frantic again and I slow her movements by breaking our kiss once more. I lean up, stroking my cock while moving my fingers to her entrance. She so hot, so wet. I groan as she undulates, forcing my fingers into her dripping pussy. The action has my cock rock hard, pleading with me to bury myself within her. Ignoring the desire once again, I move forward, touch my forehead to hers, and stare into her eyes as I thrust slightly forward.

The moment I breach her entrance, I’m lost. I pull back out slowly, swirling my length in her wetness before pushing forward once more. I never break eye contact as I move in and out of her, giving her everything I have. I’m hers, completely. The mewling sounds coming from deep within her throat have me grasping at every ounce of control I have.

I lean over, brushing my lips to hers once before burying my head in hair.

“You are so perfect, baby. So amazing,” I whisper into her ear, setting a gentle pace.

Her low moans and fluid movements push me to the edge. I can’t think. I only feel, hoping she feels everything as much. I move my hand to her clit and stroke slowly, needing to build her up further. Her breathing accelerates as I continue to tell her how in awe I am of her, how much I love her, how I can’t wait to start our family together, how she’s my one and only, my other half. There’s a hitch in her breath as she gasps.

“I love you, too…so much,” she says, almost breathless, as her muscles tense and clench around me. In that moment, I move to her lips, kissing her passionately as I let go, giving her everything I am, everything I aspire to be.

I lay with my head resting on Amber’s belly. She’s been sound asleep for about thirty minutes. I’m trying to imagine what she’s going to look like when her belly gets big and round. I bet she’ll be even more beautiful than she is now, if that’s even possible. I wonder if Amber wants a boy or a girl. It doesn’t matter to me, but the thought of a son makes me happy. A son to play sports with, to teach how to play the guitar.

“What are you smiling about?” Amber asks. I didn’t even realize she was awake.

“I was thinking about how you are going to look with a big round belly.” That earned me a slap in the head. “What? I think it will make you even more beautiful because you’ll be carrying our baby.” She starts to rub the spot on my head she just slapped.

“Good save. I think I would like our first child to be a boy. Do you have a preference?”

“I think I would like a boy first also. That way if we have a girl next, she’ll have a big brother to watch over her.”

“That sounds perfect.” I thought that the happiest I’ve ever been was the moment we said, “I do.” I think I was wrong. And, I know exactly how we can celebrate.

As I drive up I-75 to Venice Beach, I look over at Amber who is looking out her window with a peaceful smile plastered to her face. It didn’t take much to convince Amber that we should take the trip. When we were in high school, we went to Venice once on a weekend. It’s a popular place to find shark’s teeth and absolutely gorgeous. Amber always said she wanted to go back, so what better way to celebrate? She let Jax know she’d be gone for four or five days, and Holly and Paul are watching the bar for me. I did, however, ask Holly not to say anything about the baby to anyone but Paul. We want to make the announcement ourselves. She agreed, but on one condition. Holly is now planning a party for when we get back and that’s when we’ll announce our news. Holly and her parties. I shake my head and laugh to myself at the thought. That woman looks for any excuse to throw a party.

“What’s so funny over there?” Amber asks as she takes my hand and interlaces our fingers.

“Just thinking about how Holly will find any excuse to throw a party.”

“Yes, she does, but what would we do without her? She has become my best friend. I feel very blessed to have met the people I have since I came back to Oakville. This baby is going to be so loved. I just wish my grandparents could be here to share this with us.” There’s a tear in her eye and a hint of sadness in her voice. My poor girl. I know she misses her grandparent. I understand because I miss them too. Time to lighten the mood back up.

“So, princess, would you like to hear about where we’ll be staying?” Ah, that brought my girls’ beautiful smile back.

“Yes I would.” Perfect. The sadness I heard in her voice is replaced with pure excitement. At first, I had planned to get us a room at the same hotel on the beach that we stayed at the last time we were here, but the more I thought about it, the more I realized that we’re not seventeen any longer and Amber deserves the royal treatment.

“I found us a beautiful house that is totally secluded. There’s a heated pool and it sits on a private beach. I think you are going to love it.”

“I can’t wait to see it.”

Turning onto the tree-lined driveway, a beautiful two-story house comes into view. The vision before us is nothing short of a tropical paradise. The entire front yard is covered in Palm trees, Hibiscus, Bird of Paradise, and many other plants and flowers I don’t recognize. I glance over at Amber and the look of awe on her face makes me so happy that I brought her here. Once I get the car parked, we get out and instantly smell the salty ocean air. I love that smell. I go to grab our bags from the trunk. As I’m getting my bag situated on my shoulder, Amber reaches for hers.

“What do you think you’re doing, princess?” I ask, trying my damnedest to look stern, but I don’t do a very good job. She always makes me smile without even trying.

“What does it look like? I’m getting my bag.”

“I’ll get it. You shouldn’t be lifting anything heavy in your condition.” She starts to laugh, but I don’t get the joke.

“First, thank you for taking my bag and looking out for me and our baby. Second, I don’t have a condition. It’s not a disease.” She starts giggling again. She looks up at me with such a bright smile. I love seeing her this happy. It’s true when people say pregnant women glow; there is this radiance about her I’ve never seen before. I wrap her in my arms and hold her tight.

“This is going to be absolutely amazing,” I tell her as I breathe in the scent of her hair. The smell of coconut that always makes me feel like a hormone crazed teenager. I wonder if I will always feel like this with her. Thirty years from now when I hold her like this and smell the coconut in her hair, will I still get hard as a rock? God, I hope so.

“What will be amazing? This vacation?”

“Yes, the vacation will be great, but I was talking about our life. This journey we are on together is going to be amazing. What we have together is a once in a lifetime thing. We have proven to the world and to ourselves that nothing is stronger than the love and bond we share. Together, we can overcome any obstacle, and we have been thrown every obstacle I can think of and then some. Now it’s our time to just live and be happy.” Reaching down, I take her face in my hands and kiss her. It starts out gentle and sweet. Our tongues lightly dancing together, but our bodies take control and it becomes something hungrier, needier. As much as it pains me, I pull away. She doesn’t look any happier about it than I feel. I grab the bags and close the trunk.

Entering the code into the lock box at the door, I retrieve the key and unlock the door. The inside is beautiful. With all white walls and light beige tile flooring throughout the house, it definitely looks like a beach house. There are paintings all over of different types of sea life and birds. I don’t get a chance to really look at everything because Amber passes right by me and makes a beeline right for the back deck. The back is just as tropical as the front. The deck is done in sand colored stone pavers, which are surrounded by various tropical trees and flowers. A lagoon shaped pool sits off to the side with a raised Jacuzzi that overflows into the pool like a waterfall. There are lounge chairs and side tables all around the pool. Under the covered part of the patio, there is a huge built in kitchen with a grille and a nice patio table that seats twelve. This would be a great place to have a vacation with a group.

“Do you feel up to checking out the beach, princess?”

“I can’t wait! Let’s go.” She takes my hand and leads me to a path that we assume will take us to the beach. The path isn’t very long and at the end is a beautiful white sandy beach. We walk down to the double lounger just at the water’s edge. I sit first and pull Amber down to sit between my legs with her head resting on my chest. We lay there silent for a long time just enjoying each other and the beauty that surrounds us. If someone asked me right now what I thought heaven is like, I would have to say it’s exactly like this.