Gender: Female Age: 23 Location: N/A
|Introduction: It was hard to not stare into his blue depths.|
Okay guys and gals this is my first attempt at a romance story, granted there is sex involved I wanted to show you guys i am in versitle when it comes to genres, PLZ let me know what you think of this for I have much more of this story to tell. However if you dont like it I wont continue. So plz tell me what you think.
She sighed and sipped her coffee as she stared with dismay out of the cafe window, it had been raining for hours and intill the rain let up she wasn't going anywhere. Her tire blowout had been a surprize and now it was an inconvenience, she let the scalding bitterness slip down her throat and set the glass down. The coffee here was horrible yet she needed some energy to stay awake, once the rain let up she would attempt to fix the flat. The waitress came back around with a fresh pot of coffee and offered her some she shook her head and covered the glass, "No thanks." the waitress with the name popped her pink gum and shrugged her shoulders. An inward thought of what happened to service with a smile flashed through her head, people just did not have the same common courtesy now a days.
She looked back out of the window as ray of sunshine slipped past the clouds but was once again swallowed up by the looming darkness, "Is that your car out there miss?" she glanced up to see a handsome man staring at her, correction in a nutshell the words, tall, dark, and handsome came to mind. For a minute she couldn’t speak it wasn’t like her to lose her sense of speech.
"Uh, what?" he smiled at her; it was hard to not stare into those blue depths without losing her breath.
"The car outside with the flat?"
She was able to find her words as she replied with,, "Yeah I am just waiting on the rain to let up so I could fix it." he crossed his massive arms over his chest, "Well I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but the forecast says the storm is going to rage all night." She rolled her eyes, "Just my luck." He readjusted the Stetson on his head.
"Well I know this may not seem like the right time to ask you this but uh, well you could accompany me to the bar down the road." she bit her bottom lip and thought about this, she was in a small town in the middle of nowhere. She was surprised to find herself saying, "Yeah that would be nice."
At first glance she was a sexy woman with eyes the color of aged whiskey and a deep brown hair that had strands of wine entwined in it. He hadn’t expected her to agree to go with him, hell he had asked her before he even thought about what he was asking. She stood and and he let her pass by him, he caught a whiff of her perfume as she passed and it was intoxicating it was like Vanilla and some sort of spice. He couldn’t help but to stare at her perfectly rounded butt as she went ahead of him. She turned back around and he averted his gaze back to hers, "By the way I am Sara."
"Nice to meet ya, my name is Bryce." he went ahead of her and opened the door, "The red truck over there is mine the doors should be unlocked." She nodded and followed his gaze over to a large Dodge truck, he watched her glance at the falling rain and then make a dash for his truck. Based on the BMW the woman had been driving and her looks she had to be from out town, probably some city on the east coast. He was very interested in this woman although he had just met her and she didn’t know her. He let her go on ahead before walking out into the rain and opening his truck door; once he got in he turned on the heater and let the truck warm up.
"You from around here?" she shook water from her hair and looked at him.
"No I actually was on my way to Los Angeles." so she was from the west coast he had been right about the city part.
"So what were you doing out here in Texas?"
"I was visiting family in Louisiana. My father died and I was there for my mother." He felt like an ass now.
"Damn I am sorry, I didn’t mean to bring up." she cut him off, "No don’t worry, we weren’t close. Like I said I was only there for my mom." Questions came to his mind but he let them rest in his head. He started up the truck and pulled onto the main street that would lead them to bar and grill down the road.
She felt like an idiot expressing her thoughts to a complete stranger, she had hated her father but it wasn’t like her to tell someone she didn’t know about that. She kept quiet the rest of the trip to the bar which turned out to be about a block down from the cafe. He pulled in and shut off the engine, "Ready to make a run for it?" she smiled at him and nodded. He opened his door and got out and she followed his suit making a mad dash for the door he already had opened. The inside of the bar smelled of cedar and a musk that wasn’t entirely unpleasant and the sounds of Garth Brooks were greeting her as she shook water from her jacket and went to a booth in the corner. She removed the jacket and set down as Bryce slid into the seat across from her and removed the Stetson hat and placed it on the far side of the table. She couldn’t help but stare he was truly a handsome man, his shaggy raven hair fell into his eyes lightly casting a shadow over his chiseled features. This man was built for labor she wouldn’t be surprised if owned a horse ranch nearby, he rested his large hands on the table in front of him, "So what do you do for a living?" she asked. He motioned for a waitress to come over and then glanced back at her, "Well I just got back from across sea's." the waitress approached them with a pad and pencil, "What can I get for Y'all?" he looked at her to motion for her to go first, "Uh I will have a corona and a shot of whiskey." Bryce smiled at her selection and ordered a bourbon for himself. He turned back to her and said, "So how about you?"
"Me, well I run a fashion store in Beverly Hills."
"Nice." he should have figured that by the way she dressed, the top she was wearing looked like something you would see in an issue of Marie Claire and the pencil skirt accented her slender hips. She nodded and rested her elbows on the table with her hands together in the air, "It’s okay it pays the bills." to be completely honest her business on the verge of bankruptcy, since her divorce she had been struggling to make ends meet. Her ex-husband had done his best to take her for all she was worth had come close to being successful. The waitress brought their drinks over to them and she downed the shot of whiskey in one gulp, "Hard day?" he asked with smile. She nodded and smiled back revealing pearly white teeth, "The worst how did you guess?" He took a swig of his own drink enjoying the warmth flowing down his throat, "Are you hungry?" she nodded and said, "Famished."
"Well this joint might lack class but they make a mean steak."
"Mmm...That does sound pretty good."
"So are you from Louisiana?" another nod, "Yup born and raised till I was eighteen, than I put myself through fashion school and here I am." The waitress came back over to them, "Ready to order?" she nodded and ordered a steak medium rare with a side salad and baked potato. He ordered the same and turned back to her. "I like that in a woman." she looked confused.
"A woman who isnt afraid to eat."
"Oh that, well if I am hungry I will eat I don’t care what people think." she gave a shrug, "So when you say you just got back from over sea does that mean you were in the army." he took another swig and shook his head, "No I was in the Marines." she looked impressed, "The marines huh?"
That explained the bulging muscles in his biceps and chest, probably where the scar on his chin came from as well. Since they were the only two in the bar it took no time for their food to arrive and she ordered another corona, she was feeling a bit tipsy but to be honest she didn’t care. He watched her bite into the steak and his loins reacted as her tongue flicked out to catch a small bit of steak sauce on her lip. Never in his life had a woman stirred him as much as this one, not even his late wife who had died giving birth to their son who had also perished. He had been young when he married her and when they had died he had joined the Marines, he hadn’t been home more than a few months.
"Something wrong?" he came out of his memory, "Hmm...Oh no I am good."
After the waiter had cleaned up the plates from thier table and few drinks later they had gone from awkward talking to joking around about thier lives. She could tell she was getting drunk and so was he, it was so easy to talk to him she thought. With a sultry look she smiled at him, "Do you want to get out here?" Bryce swallowed his drink hard and looked at her with a surprised look, "What?"
"You heard me, I can tell you want me and I want you." her words rang true to him he felt his groin react.
They had already paid the tab so he led her out into the rain and back to his truck, once inside the truck they reached for one another and began to kiss passionately. He let his fingers tunnel into that thick man of coppery hair, she moaned into his kiss and grabbed for him as he tongue darted into her mouth. He pulled away breathing heavily, "My place or the hotel down the road?"
"Which one's closer?" she asked biting the soft area near his shoulder.
"The hotel." his erection was throbbing beneath his zipper, "Hotel it is."
By the time they reached the hotel and had the keys in the lock they were already ripping at clothes, he pulled her against him and slammed the door. Turning thier bodies he pushed her against the closed door and begin to kiss her neck as he is hands caressed her breasts over the top she was wearing. She was practically panting as she clung to him, this wasn’t like her to give herself so quickly to a man but he this felt so nice she hadn’t been with a man in over a year. He suddenly lifted her up by her butt and lied her on the bed only disappearing long enough to remove his shirt and come back to her, he began to tug on her blouse so she raised her body from the bed allowing him easier access to it. He flung the shirt over the side of the bed as he covered her body with his and sealed thier lips together in another burning kiss. She began to reach down to his belt and unloop, once she had it undone she reached unbuttoned the pants. Sensing what she wanted he began to kick his shoes off and then push down the pants, "That's not fair." he whispered in a husky voice, "What." she asked against his lips.
"I am more naked than you are."
"Well you know how to fix that." he made a sort of growl that was deep in his throat as he pulled away to tug on her flats and then her skirt that came away with no problem. All that was left was thier underwear; he took a minute to examine her body. Her skin was soft and when he cupped her breasts they filled his hand, she moaned and gripped the sheet in her right hand. The sound was like music to his ears, he let his hand move down between her thighs where he gently massaged the tiny bud through them. Her back arched off the bed and she cried out in pure carnal desire.
"Oh god yes right there Bryce." he liked the way she said his name with such passion; he removed his hand and began to tug the lacy panties down her hips and off of her. Once that was down he knelt between her thighs and parted the lips of her sex and dipped his tongue dip into her nectar, her breathing quickened. She had never expiernced this much pleasure; surely she had died and gone to heaven. He began to suck on the tiny bud than stop to flick it with his tongue before sliding his tongue back inside her; she could feel the start of a shattering orgasm fast approaching. She continued to moan and squirm on the bed until she thought she would die of pure pleasure. Then she came undone, a blinding light danced behind her closed eyes as wave after wave of her orgasm crashed over her, she saw him smile and move away.
"Where are you going?"
"Just to remove the rest of my clothing." she watched him remove his briefs to reveal a rather impressive member in both length and girth, he was magnificent naked. He moved back over her and began to kiss her again; she tasted him as well herself on his lips which only heightened the moment. She could feel the head of his penis at the opening of her womanhood and she dug her nails into his back, "Now." she didn’t have to ask twice and he thrust past the folds of her feminty to the hilt, she almost came undone once again but was brought back by his thrusting. He filled her completely; she had never felt this full in her life. She began to move her hips with his adjusting to the size of him it was as if their bodies were meant for one another, like two pieces of a puzzle. She clung to him letting her nails dance up and down his back than to his buttocks where she kneaded it and pulled him closer. It was the same feeling for Bryce never before in his life had a woman felt this good, she was tight around him and it was hard to make this last. He felt her nails bite into his back and it only made him thrust deeper inside of her, he could feel his penis throbbing with the need to release and he began to thrust faster. He was so close when all of a sudden he felt her tighten around him and release as she came, it was his undoing and he emptied himself into her as he groaned with his release.
For a moment all he could do was lie on top of her as they both came back to reality and was able to catch thier breath, he leaned up and looked down at her and kissed her bruised lips once again before pulling. He rolled to his back and pulled her across his chest spent and tired.
As she awoke she had no memory of where she was or how she had got there, she was lying against someone naked. It took her a minute to realize she was lying next to Bryce who had his arm across his eyes, she couldn’t believe she had sex with him. She must have had more to drink that she had realized, she pushed herself off the bed slowly so she wouldn’t wake him and gathered her clothes. She was ashamed she had let herself get so carried away with this, after getting dressed she went to the door and glanced back at the still sleeping Bryce who lie there with only a sheet covering his bottom half. It was night she would never forget, that was for sure....
(Now a preview of Chapter two)
Six weeks later....
"It's not possible." the nurse stared at her with a smile.
"I can assure you Ms. Hamilton; you're about a month pregnant." Sara was in a state of shock at the news she had just been told. Pregnant, memories of the night with Bryce came back to her. They had not used protection and she wasn’t on any form of birth control so the fact she was shouldn’t have come as a surprise to her. She could only dumbly nod at the nurse who began to explain the importance of prenatal and becoming a mother, she stayed in that dumb daze until she reached her office.
"So what did the doctor say?" she started Veronica her secretary and replied with, "I don’t want to talk about it right now. Veronica knew when to be quiet and instead changed the subject, "By the way you have a client, I sent him to your office." Sara nodded and took the yellow post its of numbers she would have to return as she opened her office door.
"Hello Sara." she stopped cold in her tracks, she would know that deep voice anywhere.
If interested i will finish chapter two and so on just let me know dont worry you wont hurt my feelings i need to know what i can improve.
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