Remember Love (11 page)

Brenna

The rain came at the right moment, washing away the doubt and worry that crept in when Stacy arrived. I was a little worried that Tucker hadn’t told me the truth when he said it had been over between them. But by the time she left, I was upset with myself for doubting him. Spinning in the rain, I cleanse away all those doubts and let peace wash over me.

I look around for Tucker and
see him lingering near a tree stump watching me. When our eyes meet, he runs to me and reaches out likes he’s ready to catch me. I jump into his arms and wrap my legs around his waist, placing a hand on each side of his face. Then my lips meet his.

O
ur open mouths cling, tongues fighting for control, from soft and slow to deep and fast. Tucker holds me in his arms as he walks toward the house, never taking his mouth from mine. Stepping onto the porch, he pulls his lips away long enough to bend down to grab my bag. Then my back is pressed against the door as he devours my lips and presses himself to me, his hand running up my thigh, pushing my dress up as he goes.

This time I’m the one
who breaks away, laying kisses across his jawline to his ear, I whisper, “Open the door, Tucker.”

Lifting me up higher so he can reach his keys
, he opens the door. And when he walks us inside, I begin to unwind my legs from his waist. His grip tightens and shakes his head, no.  He again crashes his mouth to mine as he makes his way through the house.

My panties are as soaked as my dress
, and with each step he takes our groins rub against each other. He’s hitting me in just the right spot.

I feel his hand tugging my leg, and I assume he wants me to
unwrap my legs. I do, and my body slides slowly down his until my feet touch the floor while he pulls away. Looking around, I see we’re in his bathroom, and Tucker is pulling his wet shirt over his head.

I reach for the hem of my dress when his hands
reach out to stop me. Tucker apparently wants to do this himself. He takes the hem and lifts it straight over my head, leaving me in nothing but my panties and boots.

With my dress lying in a heap on the floor, I reach
for his belt to unfasten it. Then I quickly unbutton his jeans.

Moving out
of my reach, his eyes roam my body. With his eyes blazing with heat, I could melt right here and leave a puddle of Brenna on his bathroom floor.  He looks away long enough to turn on the shower, then he steps forward, his eyes locked on mine.

“
Gotta warm you up,” he says as he pushes my panties down, his hand gliding over my bare skin. “I can’t have you getting sick.”

I’m d
efinitely not cold. In fact, I’m pretty sure I’m on fire. I kick off my boots and watch as Tucker does the same. Next he pulls off his socks, then his jeans. And suddenly he’s standing tall in front of me, my eyes travel over his naked form.

My gaze zeroes in on h
is groin. I gasp when I see his long, thick cock twitch.

Tucker growls at me
, then takes me in his arms and spins me around into the shower. He instantly joins me there, taking me in his arms again. The warm water flows down over us, and we kiss like our lives depend on it. Lips trail down my neck to my chest, and he runs his tongue over one nipple, then the other.

One rough
, calloused palm cups my breast as he plants kisses along my stomach, then my hip bones. Moments later I feel his tongue part my wet folds, kissing my pussy just like he kisses my mouth. Licking every part of me, leaving no spot untouched, inside or out.

I t
hrow my head back with a moan, my hand running across his head and up his arm.  My body trembles as an orgasm rips through me.

Tucker kisses his way back up to my mouth,
then reaches behind me to turn the water off. He steps out of the shower and wraps a towel around me before scooping me up and carrying me to his bed.

Tucker

Brenna
’s early arrival simply to tell me she remembers that night made me happier than I can express. Not even Stacy showing up could overshadow that.

Then there was Brenna in the rain. I’ve seen her spin and dance in the rain many times before
, but catching her in my arms to share that all-consuming kiss… that was new. There was no slowing down in that moment. Everything was how it should be, and leading to where we are now.

Placing my knee on the bed
, I lay Brenna down and hover over her gazing upon her beautiful face. “We don’t have to go any further if you don’t want to,” I say. I don’t want to stop but I need her to know for certain that she can say no if she wants.

“I don’t want you to stop.”

Lowering myself down beside her, I lean on my elbow so I can see her face as I unwrap the towel from her body. She lifts herself enough for me to pull it out from under her and I swiftly toss it to the floor.

I place my palm
on the center of her chest. I leave it there for a few seconds, feeling the rapid beat of her heart before lifting my hand and trailing my fingers down the center of her body. When my fingers reach their destination and trail through the wetness, Brenna tilts her hips to help me reach my goal faster.

Lowering my lips to hers
, my mouth catches her moan as my finger slides into her. She’s soaking wet, hot, and so damn tight. My dick throbs and I can’t take much more before I have to get inside. Her body starts to shake and I know she’s close.

Thinking about what I did to her in the shower and finally having the taste of her on my tongue has
left me aching to be inside her. Seeing and hearing her as she came apart in my arms for the first time filled me with pride.

Removing my finger from her wet core
, I settle myself between her legs and pray to whoever’s listening that I can go slow enough not to hurt her. I run my hand down her side to her leg, lifting it to curl around my waist.

I feel Brenna’s
fingers slide down my chest, then her small, soft hand wraps around my cock. It’s almost my undoing. The feel of her soft hand is better than anything I could’ve imagined. After a few strokes, she takes me and moves my tip through her wet folds, placing me exactly where she wants me.

I sink
into her as slowly as possible until I am fully seated, then I stop, pressing my forehead to hers, giving her body time to adjust to my size. She rolls her hips, and I take it as my cue to move. I pull nearly halfway out of her before sliding back in, slow and easy, over and over. Letting her moans fill my soul. We move together as if our souls are intertwined. As if our bodies were meant for this.

When I feel her begin to tighten around me
, I move faster and go deeper inside. She clamps down and pulls me right along with her, both of us gasping out the other’s name.

Pushing
the hair out of her eyes, I kiss her, putting every bit of love I feel for her into that kiss. Rolling us both over, I settle her body on top of mine. No words need to be spoken yet. We just said everything without uttering a single word. This is a perfect moment, one I will never forget. Brenna and I are making new memories together.

Brenna

So many
thoughts raced through my mind on my way to Tucker’s house. How I would tell him I remembered that night? How he would react? Did I remember was what he hoped I would? It never entered my mind that Stacy could show up and nearly ruin everything.

I’m glad she appeared
when she did, and not while we were in the shower or making love in the bedroom. For once, no one interrupted us.

That
reminds me… I need to call Lexi and tell her where I am or she’ll blow up my phone later. But I have time before that happens. Right now, I’m staying exactly where I am.

I could stay like this forever
, snuggled into Tucker’s side, ear resting over his heart as I listen to its steady beat. My leg is across his stomach, locking him into place. His hand strokes up and down my thigh. His other arm is curled around my shoulders, fingers locked into my hair, holding me close.

Everything leading up to this moment was just as perfect. I’ve never felt closer or more connected to anyone. I did
n’t know that sex could be so amazing. The only thing I had to compare sex to is an act to make someone else happy. That’s it. I know better now. When you share yourself with the right person, it can be beautiful. With Tucker it was the merging of our souls, intertwining our lives from two to one.

Tucker says.
“So, tell me about those promises.”

“Oh
, you mean when you promised to love me for at least ten years?” I chuckle knowing that wasn’t what he meant. But hey that’s what he said.

“I think I promised to love you for the rest of my life.”

That, he did, along with a few other things. I begin to tell him everything I remembered and we share a laugh when I get to the part where his parents caught us making out in the grass. That wasn’t the only time they caught us, just the first. He stays quiet, listening to my every word.

I say,
“I remembered laying there beside you in the grass, thinking this boy beside me was the boy I’d spend the rest of my life with. That he was my future.”

“I felt the same thing.” He grins.
“Well not about a boy. It was about the brunette with the big blue eyes wrapped in my arms who I knew was my soul mate.”

“You
’d better be talking about me.” I knew he was but I needed a smart ass reply to his comment.

“Always you
, Brenna. Then, now, forever. It’s always been you.”

“Forever Mine.”

“Forever Yours.”

We lay there for a little longer, neither of us speaking. Both lost in our thoughts.

“Is that what you were wanting me to remember?
I murmur.

“I wanted you to remember the love and the connection we shared. To make sure that what you were feeling wasn’t because I
was putting my feelings on you. I thought if you remembered, then you would be as sure as I am about our love.”

“I’ve always loved you.
Even when my heart was shattered, it still belonged to you. No one in this world could ever take your place.”

Tucker rolls us both
over. With his face inches from mine, our bodies perfectly align.

“I love you
, Brenna. Nothing or no one could ever change that. I plan to show you for the rest of our lives how much love my soul holds for you.”

“I love you too
, Tucker. Heart and soul, forever kind of love.”

This time we seal our promises in a whole new way. When our lips meet
, I feel the first binding of his heart and mine. When he pushes inside of me, completeness engulfs me. Right now, we’re together as close as two people can be. We become one.

* * *

Tucker

W
hen she confesses her love to me, my body had to join with hers. Resting here with her body blanketing mine, I don’t think this will never get old.

However
, we do have to get out of this bed sometime. If we stay here much longer, I won’t be able to keep my hands off her. I know it’s been awhile for her and I don’t want to make her sore and cause her pain.

I slide my hand down her back and pop
her on her bare ass, making her squeal and jump, which in turn makes me laugh.

I let out a sad sigh. “As bad as I hate to say this,
we gotta get up. I need food, woman.”

She scowls.
“Ya know, “Hey Brenna, get up,” would have sufficed.”

“Yeah
, but it’s not nearly as fun.” I laugh as I swing my legs to the edge of the bed.

Before I can leave the bed,
Brenna leans against my back. Her nipples press into my skin, and my dick gets harder by the second. Unfortunately, I know I have to get out of this bed and dressed.

She whispers in my ear.
“Payback’s a bitch. You know that, right, Tucker Wade?” Then her teeth clamp down on my lobe.

I can’t move
. I can’t even attempt to put my jeans on now. It doesn’t help when she slides her chest across my back, making sure to brush against me as she hops off the bed.

She’s s
tanding in front of me, naked. And I think she very well may be the death of me. Brenna is absolute perfection.

As soon as I reach out to pull her back down
, she darts out of reach, laughing as she waltzes out of the room. Yeah, payback’s a bitch, but that’s okay. We’ll see who has the last laugh. I have the whole weekend ahead of me to make Brenna pay.

Brenna

I’m still laughing as I
head down the hall to wherever Tucker dropped my bag. I’m so happy right now. Everything is falling into place. Making love to Tucker was perfect. I can’t believe what I did before I left the room. I’ve never been so bold in my life. Wesley never saw me completely naked, but I stood right in front of Tucker without an ounce of shyness.

Finding my bag next to the back door
, I pick it up and carry it to Tucker’s room. When I see him still sitting on the edge of the bed, I laugh again. Maybe I shouldn’t have rubbed up against him when I was getting out of bed. By the way he’s looking at me, I think if I was within his reach I would be flat on my back within seconds. Not a bad place to be though.

Placing my bag on the end of the bed
, unzipping it, I search for something to wear. “I’m going to use your shower again really fast.” I say without looking up at him. That is, until I hear him make a throaty, strangled noise.

H
is eyes scan my still nude body. I never understood what it meant in books when a look is described as “smoldering.” But I totally get it now. Tucker’s hands clench in the sheets, as though it’s the only thing keeping him leaping over the bed and burying himself inside me.

Grabbing my clothes
and my toiletries, I stroll into the bathroom, leaving the door open behind me. I place my clothes on the counter and my toiletries on the shelf. I turn on the water and get under the faucet. When cold water hits me, I jump back and let out a little squeal.

T
he shower door opens and Tucker’s standing there with pure lust in his eyes.

He says
, “I was just coming in to make sure you were okay.”

“The water was cold.” I tell him as I shrug and step back
, making room for him in the shower.

“I wasn’t planning to
join you, but now that I’m here…” he says, stepping inside.

I try to hide my smile as I turn
to the water, letting it flow over my body. Reaching for my body wash, I notice it isn’t there. I turn to look over my shoulder to see Tucker holding it. He’s pouring some onto his hand. He places the bottle back on the shelf and rubs the soap between his hands with a wicked grin. Guess it’s time to pay the piper.

Tucker starts at my shoulders
, his hands going down my back then back up before they slide down my arms. I hear the snap of the lid and assume he’s getting more soap. And then I feel his hands on the backs of my thighs, making their way down slowly, and then back up.

I want to turn around a
nd let him put out this fire he’s kindled inside of me, but he stops me when I feel his hands mold around my ass and squeeze.

Then
I hear the snap of the lid again, and I wonder if he’s going to do my front, too. Holy hell.

As
Tucker presses his body against mine, our slick, soapy skin slide together.

I raise
my arms and hook them around his neck, moaning when he cups a breast in each hand. He gives them a thorough washing before releasing them and heading down my stomach. My breath comes faster the lower his hands goes. One hand stops, resting flat against my stomach as the other continues its downward journey.

Lifting
my head, I meet his lips as his hand slides over my mound. His soapy fingers slide through my slit before he leans us back to let the water wash the soap away. Turning me in his arms, I feel the warm water pelt against my skin as Tucker runs his hands down my back.

When his hands disappear from my body,
I open my eyes I see him grinning down at me. “Payback’s a bitch, huh?”

Glancing
down at his erection, I know he’s far from unaffected. I wait until his head is immersed in water before wrapping my fingers around him and sliding my hand slowly from base to tip. I see his muscles contract as his breathing quickens. I continue to stroke him until I see that he’s about to lose control. But before he does, I release him and step out of the shower.

I look up at him and say.
“Yeah, it is,” smiling to myself as I grab a towel to dry off.

I wrap myself in the towel and brush
my wet hair. But before I can react, I’m being lifted to sit on the vanity. Tucker whips my towel away and wedges himself between my legs. Pulling me to the edge of the vanity, he enfolds my legs around his hips.

How the hell did I not hear the shower door open? That was my last thought before his mouth comes down on mine and
he consumes me. Before I can protest, Tucker lifts me up and slides me down onto him as he turns to press me against the shower door. This time I hear it click shut.

This isn’t the gentle love making from earlier. This is fast and hard. Tucker is touching me deeper than I’ve ever been touched before. We are both breathing fast and hard and it’s really starting to sound like a porno in here.
I feel my entire body tighten and arch into his when my orgasm comes ripping through my body, leaving me screaming Tucker’s name. I feel him expand and pulse inside of me, my name escaping his throat just as loud.

Keeping
his body joined with mine, Tucker lowers us to the floor where we stay, collecting our wits and catching our breath.

* * *

Tucker

I hadn’t planned to climb into the shower with Brenna. My only intention was to make sure she was okay. But the sight of her standing there, water rolling down her gorgeous naked body… my good intentions flew straight out the window. When I decided to wash Brenna, I knew it would backfire on me. In my defense, this is all new to me. I’d never showered with anyone before, so I didn’t really know what to expect.

I thought I was going to be able to finish my shower and walk away the victor in our little game of tease and payback.
That is, until she wrapped her hand around me and started stroking. I felt my control snapping piece by piece, and when she stepped out of the shower it broke completely. I was rougher than I intended, and I hope I didn’t hurt her.

I place
a finger under her chin and tilt her face up to mine. “I didn’t hurt you did I?”

She s
hakes her head as a smile spreads across her face.

Rel
ief washes over me. I return her smile before kissing her lips. “Come on, let’s get off this floor and I’ll fix you something to eat.”

Brenna laughs softly as
we get to our feet. “I knew you’d feed me eventually.”

“Well
, we would have already eaten if you didn’t distract me.” I grin at her before leaving the bathroom, wrapping a towel around my waist as I go.

“You know something
, Tucker Wade?” she says, following me into the bedroom.

“What’s that?”

“You have the nicest ass I’ve ever seen.”

“Seen a lot of men’s asses have you?”

“I do have Internet, you know.”

I turn
around to face her. “You have the nicest ass I’ve ever seen, too. And I also have Internet.”

“You have the cutest dimples back there
, too, by the way.”

That sexy grin of hers would be my undoing if she hadn’t already worn me
out.

I say,
“You like those do you?”

“You
betcha, I do.” She heads back to the bathroom, coming out a few seconds later with her clothes and putting them in her bag.

Reaching into my dresser
, I grab one of my T-shirts, immediately throwing it at her.

She
catches it, carefully examining the front and back. I’m assuming she’s making sure it doesn’t say “University of Kentucky” anywhere.

I l
augh at her perusal of my T-shirt before she pulls it over her head. As I turn around to grab a pair of shorts, I drop my towel before putting them on. Yeah, I know she’s looking at my ass again, and I smile. A man can get used to this kind of attention from his woman.

I walk
over and kiss her on the cheek, telling her to climb into bed while I make us something to eat. Whatever I decide to make better be quick. I want to get back in bed with her as soon as possible.

Tonight I’m going to hold h
er, skin to skin while we sleep. Waking up with a warm, naked body pressed to mine will be another first for me and it’s a first I’ll get to share with the woman I love.