A Fighter's Choice (13 page)

“Hey, man, it has been too long. I’ve got some good
odds tonight.”

Nodding, Jasper waited to be shown to a spare room.

“I always make sure my best fighter is looked after.”

Steve opened a door for him.

“Thanks.” Jasper nodded at the other man and waited
for him to leave. Several of the other fighters got space for
themselves
to prepare as well.

He pressed his hands flat to the wall while he got
himself in the zone ready to start fighting.

The image of Amber’s sweet face filled his mind. He
could do anything to protect her. Next, he thought about those assholes
who
were going to hurt her outside of the apartment
building. Slowly, he felt the need to hurt someone rise up in his body.
Breathing in and out, he waited for the violence to spread.

Tightening his hands into fists, he was ready to take
out whatever opponent he faced with. There was no way he was going to leave
without winning the fight. When his name was called, he was ready.

****

Amber was determined to remember that she couldn’t sit
down. Every now and then she forgot about the plug up her rectum and she found
herself sitting down only to gasp. Harold and David kept looking at her
strangely. She shot each man a glare, threatening them retribution if they even
spoke a word.

The customers were not causing any problems, so she
was able to walk without much problem. If any of them smacked her ass she
didn’t know what she was going to do.

“So, how’s love boy taking you working here?” David
asked, the second time she returned from serving a party of six.

“Screw you. I’m not doing anything wrong working here.
He understands that a job’s a job.” She tucked some hair behind her ear.

“Leave her alone,” Harold said, warning him.

She stuck her tongue out at David. “You told your
girlfriend yet that you’re screwing around on her?” She raised a brow at his
glare. “What? You can ask questions about my private life, yet I can’t ask the
same of you.
Shame on you, David.”

“Fine, I get it. Your boyfriend is off limits.”

“Good, I’m pleased we agree on something.” She leaned
over the bar to see it was only after eight. Nibbling on her lip, she tried not
to feel nervous about Jasper. How was he getting on with his fight? Was he
doing well?

“Amber, go and check on Brooke,” Harold said, looking
over her shoulder.
“Now.”

She didn’t ask him twice and headed in the direction
of the rooms. When she was far enough away from the bar, she saw the
businessman with the card approaching. The look on his face was not a happy one.
Her heart started to race as he caught her staring. Turning away she entered
Brooke’s dressing room.

“Hey,” Amber said.

“Hey, what are you doing here?”

“There’s a guy out there who is a little, erm,
personal. Harold has warned me to keep my distance.” She moved closer into the
room and took a seat only to gasp and stand up again.

“What’s up with you?”

“The new boyfriend, that’s what’s up.” She ran her
fingers through her hair, watching as Brooke placed the wig on her head,
covering up her hair.

“You’re still with the fighter?”

“Yep.
We’re officially a couple.” Amber stuck her thumbs in the air. “I’m
very happy about that, in case you didn’t notice.”

Brooke laughed. “I can see how happy you are. What
about your worries of him being a fighter?”

“I can’t do anything to stop him from fighting. I can
only hope that he knows what he’s doing.” She shrugged. “He’s fighting right
now.”

“You must be nervous as hell,” Brooke said.

“Not really. He’s a great fighter, and he likes doing
it. I’m more worried about the suit out there. He can cause me more problems.” Amber
put her hand on the door ready to open it.

“I wouldn’t do that if I was you. Wait for Harold to
come and get you.”

“He’s being really protective.”

Brooke nibbled her lip looking at Amber then at the
door.

“What is it?” Amber asked, feeling nervous.

“Harold has learned from his mistakes.”

“What do you mean?”

“He opened this club as he got tired of working for
other people. This was a good investment. He decided he was going to be good to
the girls and make sure they were taken care of. Anyway, there was one dancer,
Holly. She was a sweet girl. She was earning extra money to pay for her degree
in law. One guy kept coming to see her. He paid over the odds for private
dances, and his attention became obsessive. Harold brushed it under the carpet
as infatuation.”

Amber got the feeling she wasn’t going to like the
rest of this story.

“One day she didn’t come into work. That day turned
into a week. Finally, Harold went looking for her.” Brooke stopped talking, and
Amber saw her visibly swallow. “He found her body. She’d been stabbed
repeatedly. The guy had been trying to date her. When Holly refused, he went
crazy and killed her.”

“Okay, I get it, Brooke. Shit, he killed her.”

“Yeah.
If I was you, I’d keep clear of this man. Harold may just be playing it
safe, and this guy is no threat to you. Whatever happens, Harold is always
careful with his girls and with the customers.” Brooke’s name was called to do
her number. “Stay here and don’t go anywhere until you’re asked to.”

Nodding, Amber stood in the corner, recalling the plug
in her ass.

“Oh, and anal sex is the best ever,” Brooke said,
leaving her parting words.

“Great.” Amber stared around the dressing room,
waiting for Harold to enter the door. Minutes passed until finally Harold
opened the door.

“Hey, you’re good to come out now.”

“A girl died because of an obsessive fan?” She folded
her hands, glaring at him.

“Look, I know it sounds bad.”

“No, it doesn’t just sound bad, it is bad. I don’t
dance, Harold.”

“
Which is why I told him you’ll
never be dancing for him or anyone else.
” She watched him run fingers
through his hair. “What happened with Holly was a mistake on my part. I’m not
going to let anything happen to you.”

“Forgive me for being a little scared. It’s not every
day you’re warned that you could die for simply working a job.” She was
agitated. “Do I need to tell Jasper? Warn him?”

“The fighter
boyfriend?”

“Yeah.”

“No, I wouldn’t warn him. He might take it the wrong
way, and I don’t want to cause problems for either of you. It could be
completely harmless.” Harold opened the door. “Keep the customer at arms’ length.
Don’t flirt with him, serve him, and be civil. Also, make sure he’s aware
you’re taken.”

“That’s breaking every single one of your rules,”
Amber said, glaring at him.

“I know, but I’m learning from past mistakes.”

She really shouldn’t be pissed at him, but it was hard
not to be. This job was no longer looking good. Being able to do a job
shouldn’t come with a warning that men could become unstable.

“Hey,” she said, approaching David.

“I’ve been told the drill. I’ll serve him whenever he
approaches.”

“I know, and I’m to give him the brush off every
chance I get.” Amber shrugged. “Work has just become a problem.”

“Not that much.” David nodded toward the guy’s table.
“He’s either taken what we’ve told him on board or he’s planning on gutting
you.”

She saw the joke in his eyes and glared.
“Nice, real nice.
Look at me while I laugh so loud.”

The rest of the night went by uneventfully as she made
sure to ignore the businessman. She didn’t even know his name. He kept trying
to talk to her, but she always made sure to be busy.

Her thoughts kept returning to Jasper and the plug in
her ass. By the time Harold showed her out the back door, she was ready to
burst. She found Jasper, wearing his hoodie, leaning against the car looking at
her.

Walking to him, she slid her arms around his neck.
“Take me home and fuck me.”

“You’ve been thinking about me?”

She pushed the hood back and winced at the bruise on
his face. It wasn’t as bad as she’d seen it, but still, seeing him bruised
always upset her. “Does it hurt?”

“No. I won.” He stroked her cheek. Seconds later his
lips were on hers, and all of her worries melted away as he consumed every
single thought. “I’ve missed you.”

“I’ve missed you, too. Please don’t make me wait
anymore.” She groaned as his hands cupped her ass.

“Okay.”

Chapter Twelve

Jasper followed behind Amber as she entered her
apartment. He didn’t give her a chance to get far. The moment the door shut, he
pressed her up against the wood, dropping her bag to the floor. He removed his hoodie,
then
held her face as he slammed his lips down on
hers. She moaned, opening her lips for his searching tongue.

With his hands on her, he controlled the depth of the
kiss and where she tilted her head.

“I missed you,” he said, biting down onto her lip.

“Erm, prove it.”

“You’re desperate to get me in this ass, aren’t you?”

“You know it.”

He captured her hands, pressing them up against the
door.

“I’m the one who gets to touch today.” Holding her
hands above her head with one of his own, he started to unbutton her shirt. “Thinking
about this body is what helped me to win today.”

She giggled. “I thought I’d be more of a distraction.”

He eased her hands down to remove her shirt and bra
before placing them back above her head.

Tonguing the hard nipple he glanced up her body to see
her eyes closed. “It was a distraction, which is why I got a nice bruise on my
face.”

“You were thinking about my breasts?”

“No, I was thinking about what I was going to do to
these breasts when I finally got you alone.” He released her hands, ordering
her to keep them above her head.

Pressing her tits together, he alternated in tonguing
and sucking the hard buds. “Yep, they’re going to drive me crazy.”

She kept moaning. The sweet sounds escaped her lips,
making him harder. He wanted inside her tight little cunt.

He moved to her shorts, pushing them down her thighs
as quickly as he could.

“I’ll take your ass later. I need to feel you wrapped
around me.” He lifted her off the floor, and she wrapped her legs around his
waist. Pressing his cock to her entrance, he slid inside loving every inch of
her pussy on his cock.

In the back of his mind, he remembered he’d forgotten
the condom, but he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to. The last few weeks had
proven to him she wasn’t the kind of woman who lied.

“Fuck, Jasper, you forgot the condom.”

“I don’t care.”

She sank her nails into the flesh of his shoulders.
“Please, fuck me.”

“Touch your clit.”

Seconds later her hand slid between them, touching
herself
. The moment her fingers slid over that little bud,
her pussy tightened around his cock. He fucked her hard against the door. When
he started to worry about the door caving in, he moved to the wall next to it.
Their moans mingled on the air, echoing around the room.

Thrusting inside her, Jasper lost himself in her hazel
eyes, the scent of her,
the
feel of her. Everything
about her pulled him in. She was becoming his whole world.

“Let me feel you come.”

She touched her clit for several more seconds and then
her orgasm washed over her. In all of his life he’d never felt anything so
fucking amazing. Her cream slid over his cock. The walls of her pussy tightened
around him, squeezing every inch of his length. Fucking her hard, he found his
own release, and at the last minute he pulled out of her body. He released his
cum onto her stomach, coating her with his seed.

Her legs were still wrapped around his waist. Their
breathing was hard and heavy, but he still held her in his arms.

“That was amazing,” she said.

“Baby, you need to get on the pill or something. I
loved being inside you without the use of a rubber.”

She chuckled. “I’ll make an appointment as soon as I
can.” She dropped her head to his shoulder. “I need a shower. I’ve got the
smell of the club on me and now you.”

He eased her down to the floor. “Go on ahead. I’ll
join you in a second.”

“You better. I don’t know how to take this plug out,
and it has been driving me crazy all day.”

Jasper slapped her ass as she walked past. Once she
was out of sight, he rested his head against the wall.