Hidden Memories and Unspoken Desires

Chapter Nine

Chapter Nine

Soon Ambrose knocked on my door. I smiled as I got up and opened the door, “There you are.” I spoke as I let him, “I thought you’d never show up.” I spoke as I closed my door and locked it. I always lock it this late at night, even if I had people over.

“When would I ever not show up?” Ambrose asked as he looked at the table in front of my couch, “Wine, good choice.” Ambrose sat down and poured himself a cup. I sighed as I walked over and sat down next to him. I smiled I poured myself a drink as well.

“I guess you’re right.” I took a sip of my drink, “You never pass up a party or celebration.” I laughed as I looked at him. I still have no idea how I’m going to tell him this. Maybe I’ll wait until he a few more drinks.

“And I never will.” Ambrose smiled as he took a few sips of his wine, “Unless I have something important going on.” Ambrose soon finished his first drink and poured himself another one. He’s always been better at drinking than I have. I think it’s because he used to drink a lot when he was underage and is used to it by now.

“That’s a good thing.” I spoke as drank the last bit of my wine and poured myself some more. Maybe it will be easier to tell him once I had a few more drinks. Hopefully, it will be easier. I don’t want to back out or mess this up.

“So, how was that meet and great?” Ambrose asked as he took a sip of his wine and looked at me, “Did it end well? Or did the kids eat you alive and only leave you with only your eyes and bones?” Ambrose smiled looking at me.

“It went well,” I started taking a sip of my wine, “They didn’t eat me alive; they were really nice to me and asked some questions.” I looked at Ambrose and thought about what I was going to say. Man, this is harder than it seems. Movies and books really make this look easy.

“That’s good, did they like the book?” Ambrose asked as he drank more of his wine. He was almost done with this one as well. Man, he can really drink.

“Yeah, they really liked the book.” I smiled as Ambrose poured himself another drink, “I’m glad they did. I didn’t want that to be a waste.” I spoke as Ambrose nodded.

“Yeah, that wouldn’t be good at all.” Ambrose spoke as he drank some more of his wine. I still have no idea what I’m going to say. Why does this have to be so hard? All I need to say is that I like him and think he likes me as well.

What am I going to do. I don’t want to back out, but I also don’t want him to have a bad reaction. I don’t know what I’ll do if he doesn’t like me or has a bad reaction to my confession. How the hell do people do this?

“Hey, Ambrose.” I spoke as I put my cup down and looked at him, “I have something I want to tell you.” I spoke as Ambrose put his cup down thinking I was going to say something serious. I mean, it is, but not that serious.

Ambrose didn’t say anything. He just sat there and let me continue. I’m so glad he knows how to read people when they have something to say. He knows I have something to say, and I don’t want him to say anything just yet.

“I don’t know how to put this.” I spoke as I looked at him, “I didn’t even know this before my friend helped me think about it. I like the way you carried me the other day and I didn’t know why. I also like a lot of things you do. I don’t know why. And I didn’t, not until I talked to my friend about it.” I sighed as I looked at him, “I think I’m in love with you Ambrose.”

He didn’t say anything, he just looked at me. I have no idea what he’s thinking or what he’s going to say. Does he not like me? Did I say the wrong things? Is he going to tell me he doesn’t like me? Please do something Ambrose. Don’t just sit there and stare at me.

“Do you mean it?” Ambrose asked as he looked at me and waited for my answer. I really hope this doesn’t come back and bit me in the ass.

“Yes, Ambrose, I really mean it.” I spoke as Ambrose smiled and got closer to me. That’s a good sign, right?”

“Rosie, I’ve loved you since the first day I saw you.” Ambrose smiled looking at me, “The way your hair blew in the wind, the way your eyes sparkled in the sunlight. I have never stopped loving you. I really did try, but I just couldn’t get over you.”

“Really?” I asked as Ambrose nodded. I couldn’t believe it. My friend was right. She really does know a lot of things that I don’t.

“I can’t believe this.” Ambrose smiled as he looked at me, “I’ve been wanting to tell you for so long. I thought you would never like me back.” Ambrose’s smile got bigger, “I didn’t think you would want to be with me.”

Ambrose then put his hand on my cheek and leaned in. I didn’t know what he was going to do until he did it. He kissed me. I didn’t know what to do at first, I was surprised and wasn’t sure what to do. But soon I got a hold of myself and kissed him back.

He was a really good kisser. No wonder all the girls were over him in high school. Man, what have I been missing out on all my life? I heard him moan softly as he pushed me against the couch. I didn’t care where this headed. I just wanted to kiss him and be with him.

Ambrose kept kissing me. His hands were all over me. I have no idea why, but I really liked it. I wanted more. I really wanted more. But I don’t want to be the one that leads it to that. I’ll let him lead it to that point.

Soon Ambrose picked me up and started to walk to my bedroom. He was still kissing me and didn’t pull away until he got to my bedroom door. He opened it and walked in. Once we were in, he closed the door and walked to my bed.

He set me down on the bed the hovered over me. Is this really happing? Am I just dreaming? Did I fall asleep waiting for him to show up. Did I even let him in my house? I had so many thoughts running through my head I didn’t even notice Ambrose took off my shirt and was starting to take off his.

He got back to kissing me and letting his hands wonder. I moaned softly into the kiss. Once he heard that he started to take his belt off. Normally I would stop the person once they got to that point. But I really dint want to stop him.

Soon Ambrose got his belt off tossing it aside. I have no idea why I’m letting him do this, but I am. I watched as he took off his pants and tossed them with is belt. Then he looked at me and started to kiss me again.

He moaned into the kiss and started to take my pants off. I didn’t feel the need to stop him. I have no idea why, but I really want to do this with him. I really want to do this with him. I don’t want him to stop. Why would I?

I didn’t even notice my pants and underwear was off until I looked at Ambrose. He was looking at me as if asking if he could continue. I nodded and waited for him to take off his underwear and get started.

“I’ll be gentle.” Ambrose spoke as he gently Rubbed the tip against my entrance. I didn’t know what to do. I never felt this way before. I let out a gasp and waited for him to continue. Ambrose’s expression was filled with great restraint, but at the same time he was satisfied with my reaction, “Just relax for me, let me take care of you.” He muttered as he slowly began pushing in.

I gasped as he did.I have no idea this could feel so good. I heard it does, but I never knew it would feel like this.

Why didn’t I tell him before? Maybe I would have had this happen earlier. What was I so scared of anyway?

He let out a quiet moan as he pushed himself in slowly, his eyes watching my expression intently, “You feel so good.” He muttered using his hand to rub against my thigh.

I moaned softly as Ambrose began slowly moving. His expression displayed how satisfied was he was, “You feel so nice. You’re doing so well.” He whispered placing kisses on my shoulder.

He smiled when heard me whimper, he was enjoying listening to my noises. He moved one of his hands to my chin and made me look at him, “I love it when you make sounds, I want to hear more.” Ambrose spoke as he kept his thrusts slow and gentle. He did mean it when he said he would be gentle.

Soon he started picking up the pace. It wasn’t by much, but it was different than before. I didn’t know how much time went by or how many times he sped up. But soon we were done and laying down in my bed. I closed my eyes. I felt really tired. All I wanted to do was sleep. That’s all I want to do.