A Fighter's Choice (14 page)

“What the hell are you doing?” He wasn’t talking to
anyone but himself. Something was going on between him and Amber, something
deeper. “Ask her, you fucking idiot.” He’d never been the kind of man to beat
around the bush, and he didn’t want to start now. Standing up, he turned to see
Amber staring at him. Her arms were folded as she looked at him.

“Why are you a fucking idiot?” she asked.

He stared at her for several seconds before talking.
“I’m starting to feel a lot more about you.” Taking a step toward her with his
heart pounding, prepared to go that next step, he stopped when he was inches
away from her. “And I don’t know what to do about it.”

“You’re feeling more for me?”

“Yes.”

She licked her lips, glancing down at the floor. “I’m
feeling a lot more for you, too, and it scares me.”

“Why?”

“We’ve only known each other a few weeks.”

“I don’t care.” He reached out, cupping her cheek. “Let’s
see where this leads.”

“I’m more than ready for that.” She covered his hand
with her own.

He pulled her close, pressing his lips to hers. She
wrapped her arms around him, and he carried her through to the bathroom. The
shower was already running, and he stepped inside, riding himself of the
clothing as he did.

Turning her to the wall, he glided his hand down her
back and eased the plug out of her ass. Jasper took his time, lathering her
body with soap. “You’re a beautiful woman.
My woman.”

“Please, Jasper, take me.”

“Not yet.” He washed her body taking his time. Only
when they were both clean did he carry her back to her bedroom. This time, he
was going to claim her ass.

****

He dropped her onto the bed, and Amber laughed.

“What happened to a little romance?” she asked.

“I’ll get to the romance.” He turned her onto her
knees. “Stay like that.”

She looked over her shoulder to find Jasper was gone.
“Hey, where did you go?”

Her apartment door opened and closed. She listened,
and yes, seconds later he appeared. “I had to go to my apartment.” He held up a
tube of lubrication. “I forgot to bring this with me.”

“You’re insane.”

“I also bought some condoms. When I take your ass I’m
going to use a rubber.” She pressed her head against the bed, waiting for him
to make the next move.

The sounds were not distinctive to her. She tapped her
fingers on the bed, excitement clawing at her.

Relationship.

They’d gone from having fun to admitting they had
feelings for each other, which went deeper than simple sex.

Fingers slid through her slit. He pinched her clit
then moved down to slam inside her pussy. “You’re always so wet.”

Two fingers fucked inside her, slamming in deep.

“I’ll take your cunt again before the night is over.”
He eased those fingers out of her pussy to press them to her ass.

Amber tensed up. She couldn’t help it. He circled her
anus before applying gentle pressure.

“That’s it. I’ve prepared your ass enough to take what
it needs.”

“You’re a
perv
,” she said,
chuckling.

“Admit it, you love it.”

“I do.” She slapped her palm over her mouth, trying to
contain the giggle. “Crap, I shouldn’t have admitted to that.”

His fingers left her once again.

Growling in frustration, she fisted the blanket to
stop herself from snapping at him. She wanted everything he could give her.

Amber gasped as his fingers returned to her ass, this
time with cool gel. “Okay, you could have warmed it up.”

“I see how impatient you’re getting. The last thing I
want to deal with is an impatient woman.”

She learned her lesson. There was no way she’d be able
to do this. Licking her lips, she focused her attention on the feel of his
fingers working the gel inside her. Once again he stopped touching her body.

“I’m going to fuck your ass now. I’ve prepared you the
best I can. I’m going to take it slow.”

She nodded, muttering her response.

The tip of his cock pressed to her ass seconds later
stopping all fight within her. His cock was thicker than any of the plugs he’d
ever used before. Blowing out a breath, she closed her eyes, determined to keep
them closed until he’d worked all of his cock inside her.

“The tip is in now, baby.” One of his hands slid over
her ass, stroking the flesh. “You look so fucking beautiful.”

With each inch he pressed inside her, the more he
filled her up.

“Is it okay?” he asked.

“Yes, I’m fine.”

“Does it hurt?”

“It’s a good hurt.”

Both of his hands went to her hips, holding her in
place.

“Let me know if it starts to hurt. I don’t want you in
any kind of pain.”

The only pain she’d be in right now was if he stopped.

“This is the last inch,” he said.

She nodded but didn’t say any words. The grip on her
hips tightened, and she cried out as he thrust the final inch within her. He
filled her ass to the point of pain.

“Fuck, that’s beautiful. Your hot little ass is so
fucking perfect.”

“Please, don’t make me wait.”

“I won’t.”

He ran his hands all over her back, soothing her with
his touch. “I’m not going anywhere until you scream my name as I ride you.”

Jasper started off slow, going in and out of her ass. When
she couldn’t take his slow loving any more, she started to push back against
him, wanting him to go a little harder.

“Fuck me, Jasper. I can take it.”

“Don’t want to hurt you.”

“You’re not.”

He took her at her word and started to fuck her.
Jasper didn’t take her as hard as he took her pussy, but it wasn’t a gentle
fuck either. She relished the pain, the depth, and the need he stirred within
her.

She fingered her clit at his demand, bringing herself
to orgasm. During her release, Jasper found his own, pounding into her in the
final thrust. When it was over, she collapsed to the bed, crying out his name.

“I don’t know if I’m going to keep surviving any
relationship with you,” she said, groaning.

“Tell me about it, baby.”

He kissed her shoulder, holding her close.

Hours later, Amber was moaning in her fourth release
of the night. Jasper had certainly made the kit worth her while as he brought
her to orgasm. He’d taken her ass, and he hadn’t lied about making her crave
it.

They lay naked on her bed. Jasper kept running his
fingers over her back in little circles.

“How was work?”

“You’re asking now?”

“I had more important things on my mind.”

She smiled, thinking over the last couple of hours. “I
can see why.” Thinking about work brought back the worry of the businessman.
“Actually, I’m kind of worried about telling you what happened at work.”
Resting her head on her hand, she turned to face him. He circled her nipple as
he stared at her.

“Tell me what’s going on,” he asked.

“Well, that businessman turned up, and, erm, I’ve
heard some stuff I don’t think you’re going to like.” She took the time telling
them all about what had happened to Holly at work.

With every second that passed, she saw the anger
increasing on his face.

“And you’re only telling me this now?” he asked, when
she finished.

“Hey, I had more important things on my mind.”

He glared at her, sitting up. She sat up alongside
him. “Shit, Amber. This is serious.”

“Harold is taking all the precautions, and so is David,
the guy I work with. Believe me,
Jasper,
they’re
taking care of everything.”

“I don’t care. I want to talk to your boss tomorrow
before you start work.”

She rolled her eyes.

“It’s my right to make sure you’re safe.”

“Fine.
I’ll let you talk to my boss, but you can’t do anything to the customer.”
She cupped his bruised cheek. “He’s done nothing to me yet.”

“I won’t, but I’m going to take care of you if you
like it or not.”

“You’re being a little overprotective.” She loved it
and kissed his lips. “Thank you.”

“You’re thanking me for being overprotective.”

“I guess I am. Going from one foster home to another,
it was hard to feel cared for. I don’t know
,
I like
the fact you care enough to be protective. Call me broken.”

He wrapped his fingers around the back of her neck and
drew her close. “Then be prepared for more.” He slammed his lips down on hers,
silencing all protest from her.

Chapter Thirteen

The following evening Jasper stood in Harold’s office
waiting for the man to enter. Brooke was already staring at him. He didn’t like
Amber being vulnerable within the club.

“She wasn’t lying about you. You’re a handsome guy.”

“Thanks.”

He glanced around the space trying to find any clues
as to the man who was dealing with Amber’s possessive stalker.

“I can see you’re different.”

“I don’t know what you’re trying to get at.” He folded
his arms over his chest.

“We both know your profession is a lot more dangerous
than you make out.”

Jasper tensed, waiting for her to continue. Amber must
like Brooke to tell her about his fights.

“I know Steve and what he does with fighters like you.
You’re going to be lured into something more dangerous.”

“How do you know this?” Jasper asked.

“Because I was one of the fighters for Steve,” Harold
said, closing the door. “David is taking care of Amber. She’s safe with him.”
The big man took a seat behind the desk, staring at him. “I was surprised to
hear that Amber was fucking a fighter.”

Glaring at Harold, Jasper didn’t know what else to say
or do.

“Let’s make this more about the fucker drooling after
Amber than about me. I’ve got a handle on everything. She hasn’t.”

“Actually, she’s got more of a handle on this than you
have. We can look out for Amber, but who can look out for you?” Brooke asked.

“I’ve been offered the bigger fights before. I’ve
always turned them down.”

“What if I tell you the guy snooping around the club,
checking up on Amber is one of the guys who puts a lot of money on the big
fights?” Harold asked.

“It wouldn’t be possible. Amber and I haven’t been
blatant, and this happened before.”

“Maybe.
The problem with this man, he’s not your regular kind of problem,
Jasper. He’s been coming into the club for a long time, but suddenly you start
in Amber’s life and he starts to take an interest. He’s always watching her. At
first I thought he was a client getting a little too personal, and I got
worried because in the past I failed. I finally recognized him from the fights.
He’s a recruiter for the big leagues.” Harold ran his finger over his lip.

Jasper didn’t like the look on Harold’s face. “What?
You’re crazy. I’m here because a man can’t understand that Amber doesn’t belong
to him, not because of me.” Jasper would do everything in his power to protect
Amber. She had come to mean a lot to him, a hell of a lot more than the
fighting. “No one knows about her from the fights. I keep them both separate.”

“You check to make sure you’re not being followed.
Steve, he’s not exactly the best guy known for keeping secrets, and he’s got a
brother who arranges the big fights. Steve is paid good money to arrange these
fights. They’re designed to find the best fighters.”

“I’ve not put Amber in danger,” Jasper said. This was
getting out of hand. He’d come tonight to put his claim on Amber. He didn’t
want her scared to work.

“What if I told you that there are men out of there
who’ll do whatever it takes to earn money, even find out the latest bitch
you’re fucking? Amber’s a beautiful girl, and a lot of men have asked me to put
her on the stage. I refuse, obviously. It wouldn’t take long for men who are
interested in your fighting, to step the game up a little to find out what’s
going on in your personal life.”

Jasper hated the thought of other men looking at her,
seeing her naked. She was all
his,
and he didn’t like
sharing and wouldn’t like the idea of sharing her with others. The thought that
he could also put her in danger scared him. He turned down the big fights
because he didn’t have a death wish. The last thing he wanted was for his
refusal to hurt Amber in some way. If someone from the fights was turning up, he
wanted to know about it. Her stalker was turning into a bigger problem.