by Sam Crescent
She reached up to grab one of menus they kept for mixing drinks, and she heard David whistle. “You’ve met someone.”
Looking over at him, she frowned.
“You’ve got a hickey on your neck.” He pointed to his neck. She moved to the mirror to see the outline.
Getting ready for work she’d been more interested in Jasper than actually paying attention to her appearance. “Fuck,” she said.
“It’s not a problem. You just need to cover it. Nothing screams lack of tips more than a waitress who’s taken.” He moved past her to serve a man.
Running fingers through her hair, she pulled it over down her breasts, to cover her neck from view. Men liked to see a woman as available. It was how she got tips.
Satisfied no one could see her hickey, which gave her a thrill to know Jasper wanted her enough to mark her, she set about helping behind the counter.
Harold joined her and David thirty minutes later looking pretty satisfied.
“You better keep that boy out of my club. I don’t want to be cleaning up and paying customers for a jealous boyfriend,” Harold said, tapping her shoulder.
“Don’t worry. Jasper’s not like that.”
“Yeah, her boyfriend’s so not the jealous type that he gave her a hickey. Don’t worry, Harold, all’s well in the world of Amber.” David smirked.
“Why don’t you shut your dirty mouth?” she said, glaring at him. “Or I might just tell Cassie where your dick was three days ago.” She’d caught David cheating on Cassie with one of the new girls, Penelope. Amber wasn’t interested in causing problems, but if David wanted to play that way, she would.
“Fine, I’ll keep my mouth shut. I didn’t even hear you.”
She touched her nose. “I’ve got mad silent skills.”
He moved away to start serving other customers. She ignored David and Harold, concentrating on her customers. They flirted with her, and she flirted back, making sure that they never got sight of her hickey.
Each time she touched her neck she recalled the feel of Jasper’s lips on hers. Once she thought of his lips on her, she started to think about the way he’d opened her thighs and sucked her clit.
With every passing second she was getting hotter and hotter for her man. Every other time she watched the women dance with the men drooling, she’d been disgusted. Tonight, she saw something different, something deeper. The women on stage were pulling the men under their spells. They were the ones in control, not the men. No one forced them to take their clothes off.
“You see what I see?” Harold asked, watching Brooke weave her magic on the crowd.
“She’s the one in control.”
“I love watching the men try to get her to go faster. No one can make my woman do what they want. She does what she wants and basks in the control.” He glanced at her. “Remember your power, Amber. This guy, he sounds dangerous. I’d hate for anything to happen to you.”
Amber smiled. “You’re worried you’d have to spend the time trying to find a woman who’ll not put her fingers in the till.”
Harold chuckled. “Tell me about it. You can’t find the staff these days.”
“Hello, darling,” a customer said, drawing them out of their conversation. Amber smiled, remembering the businessman who’d offered her a card the other day. He’d been coming to the club for a long time and had never shown her this much attention before.
“Hey there, sugar. How are you doing?” she asked, pushing her chest out.
“I was hoping to hear from you.”
“Sorry, pal, no dating or anything else,” Harold said, moving her out of the way. “I’ve got this one.” He whispered to her so only she heard.
Moving out of his way, she went about her business. She didn’t understand Harold’s sudden change of attitude toward the man.
Seconds passed before her boss came toward her. “Be careful of that one. I don’t want you dealing with him again.”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t like the way he’s looking at you or what he’s thinking. Be careful and try to avoid serving him in future. I’ll deal with him.”
She looked around Harold to see the man was indeed looking at her. He wasn’t looking at her with hunger though. No, for some reason he was looking at her with interest, as if she was a means to get something. It was a strange feeling.
“I’ll be careful and no more flirting for him.”
“With a guy waiting for you at home, stop the flirting. Be nice and you’ll still get the tips.” Harold turned his back on her.
Amber knew she’d be careful.
Chapter Nine
Leaning against her car, Jasper waited for Amber to appear. Several women had already left the back of the club, giggling and counting their notes without a care in the world. Some of them looked toward him, but he wasn’t interested in what they had to offer. The only woman he wanted was Amber. He’d spent most of the night thinking about what he was going to do to her. His purchase was secure in his jacket while he waited. It was dark and nearing two in the morning.
Keeping his gaze on the door he saw Amber being let out by her boss.
“Be careful,” the boss said.
“I will, Harold. Thank you.” She held her bag tight to her. When she caught sight of him the frown on her face was replaced by that of a smile. “Hey, you. I thought you’d have gone back to the apartment.”
“I wasn’t going to let you go home alone. What was all that about?” he asked, nodding toward the closed door.
She looked behind her at the closed door. “Nothing. Everything is fine.” She took her bag off her shoulder and rummaged through it.
“You’re lying.”
“Harold does that for all the girls.”
“Again, you’re lying to me. I’ve just watched all of the girls coming out and not one of them was seen out by your boss. What’s going on?”
Amber kept staring at him without saying a word.
He said her name once again.
“Leave it, for me. It’s nothing.”
Jasper reached out, taking hold of her hand and pulling her close. “You can trust me.”
“We don’t know each other. Look, a customer is getting a little attached, but Harold is dealing with it. He’s dealt with this kind of stuff before.”
“Do you want me to go and have a word?” he asked, ready to hurt whatever bastard thought they could upset her.
“No! Harold’s dealing with it. Please, let my boss deal. God, you’re acting like a boyfriend of years rather than a lover of one night.” She ran her fingers through her hair. The hickey on her neck stood out against her pale skin.
“Sorry. I don’t like the thought of you being uncomfortable.” He cupped her ass, pulling her in against him. “I’ll leave it alone, but if this guy continues to bother you, tell me.”
“I promise I’ll do it. I don’t see what the problem is. This is the second time I’ve seen him, but Harold’s being cautious.”
He stopped her from talking by claiming those thick lips that looked perfect wrapped around his dick.
Sliding his tongue inside, he moaned rubbing his cock against her stomach. The trip to the sex shop had been worth it. He couldn’t wait to get her naked so he could do all kinds of despicable things to her.
“You know where to find me if he causes a nuisance.” He rubbed his nose against hers. “I’ve got plans for your body. Get in the car and take us back to my place.” There were condoms, lots of condoms at his place.
“You’re ordering.”
He eased his fingers underneath the edge of her shorts. “I can make it worth your while.” Jasper found the moist heat of her sex.
She licked her lips. “I can deal with you ordering me around … if you make it worth my while.”
Amber pulled out of his arms and went to the driver’s side. He climbed into the passenger’s side, hating the fact a customer was bugging her. Jasper wasn’t an idiot. He saw the fear in her eyes befo
re she saw him. He’d find the time to have a word with Harold. There was no way he’d let her live in fear at work.
“How did you spend the night?” she asked.
“I did a little shopping.” He held his gifts in the inside pocket of his hoodie. “You’ll see when I get you home.”
“Ohh, I like the sound of that.”
“So, anything else happen at work?”
“Yeah, I got turned on by the memory of what you did to me last night and this morning.” She glanced at him as they came to a red light. “I’ve found that you’re very distracting.”
He laughed. “I live to serve.”
Minutes later they arrived back at their apartment block. There were several men outside of the building, smoking, and talking. Jasper knew there were men and women within the apartment block that were owned by a group of pimps. He’d never actually seen them up to now, but he’d heard the men and women talking about them.
They were dangerous group of men and not to be messed with.
“Stay close to me,” he said, climbing out of the car. She locked the doors, staying close by his side as they approached the men. Jasper kept his eye on them seeing the moment they saw them. Their gaze landed on him then on Amber. The interest in their gaze disgusted him. He saw the looks on their faces as they stood in the light from the lamppost, which actually worked outside of their building. It wouldn’t matter what woman he brought home. All these men saw were the money she’d earn them. It wasn’t about Amber personally. It was just about adding to their selection of women.
“Don’t start anything,” she said.
“I’ll start what needs to be started.”
He took hold of her hand, waiting to see what the men would try to do.
“Evening,” one of the men said.
Jasper nodded at them but didn’t speak. It was best if no one spoke to them. He wondered why they were hanging around the building. Usually they came to collect the money and were gone within minutes of their arrival.
“I’ve not seen either of you around.” Another took a step closer to them.
“We’re not on your payroll,” Jasper said.
“She should be. I own any woman living in these parts. I’ve heard a lot about her from my women. Amber right?”
Pulling Amber behind him, he glared at the man. “What the fuck did you say?” Pissed off, he wanted to hurt these men in any way he could.
“You got to see she’s perfect for the job, perfect for fucking whatever men pass her by.”
“Amber, baby, go upstairs to my apartment, now.” Jasper faced off with the man.
“Jasper, it’s okay.”
“No, it’s not. Do as I ask.” He didn’t tear his gaze away from the man in front of him. They thought they had him. The intention was clear in their eyes. They were going to take him out and try to get to Amber to put her to work. This wasn’t going to be a fight with some rules. No, fighting outside of the ring he didn’t relish nor did he like doing it near where he lived, but they were not giving him a choice. She moved away from him. The door to their apartment building opened and closed.
“Big mistake,” the one in front of him said.
Removing his hood, Jasper stared at all three men. “Now, we can do this the easy way and you leave without causing any trouble or we can fight. It’s not going to be pretty. I know how to fuck men up. I do it for a hobby.” He stared at all of them, knowing he’d enjoy every second.
The pain of the last couple of fights was fading away. This fight wouldn’t earn him any money but what it would give him was the satisfaction of winning.
They posed a threat to his woman, and he needed to protect her at all costs.
“Three against one. Odds are in our favor.” The man in front of him raised his hand. Dodging the fist, Jasper thumped him in the stomach not holding anything back. All three men surrounded him. He didn’t take his time like he did in the ring. The longer a fight took, the happier the crowd was, and the more money they used to place on bets. Jasper used all of his strength taking one man down as he slammed his fist against another’s face.
Within minutes all three men were down on the ground cupping their face, stomach, or nuts.
“Now, I’m going to go back inside and you’re not going to bother us again.”
Jasper stepped over them and made his way toward the door. There was no sign of Amber. He hoped she didn’t see what went down.
****
Pacing his apartment, Amber ran fingers through her hair. She was panicking. Should she call the cops? Go back down there and try to help him? Crap, three men against Jasper was insane, even he couldn’t fight his way out of there.
She moved to his phone, picking it up as the door opened. Jasper appeared, looking calm and relaxed.
“Hey, baby.”
“Thank God.” She moved to him, wrapping her arms around him. “I was scared. I was just about to call the police.”
“You didn’t, did you?”
“No, you came back. Fuck, I’ve never been so scared before in my life.” She rubbed her hands up and down his back, trying to make sure he was all right. “They didn’t hurt you, did they?”
“Nah, I don’t think they got chance to hurt me. They thought they were tough because there were three against one. They’ll think twice before they mess with anyone again.” He eased her back and cupped her face. “No one will ever hurt you while I’m around.”
She shook her head. “You shouldn’t have to protect me. I’ve never seen them before. Have you ever seen them before?”
“No. I guess they’re new or we’ve been fucking lucky before meeting them. They were pimps looking for more women to earn for them.” His thumb stroked over her cheek.
Taking hold of his hands, she saw his knuckles were red.
“Shit, you’re going to end up breaking your hand or something.”
“I’ll put a bag of peas over this.”
She didn’t like him getting into fights. His hand looked sore, painful.
“Go into the bedroom and start a shower, I’ll be in soon.”
Amber stared at him for several minutes wanting to stay with him. “Okay, fine, I’ll do it, but please, no more fighting until you heal.” She moved away and headed into the bathroom. Removing her clothing, she tested the water before climbing into the stall. The water washed over her. Slowly, she started to relax.
“I could get used to this.”
She turned to see Jasper naked, climbing into the stall. “Maybe you will.”
He placed his hand on her stomach, and she gasped at the cold of his hand on her body. “I put my hand on ice like you asked.”
“You could have told me before you touched me or heated yourself up.” Her laughter turned into a moan as he cupped her breast. The sudden cold added a small spark of pain to the feel. “Erm, I like that.”
His other hand slid down to cup her pussy. “You’re nice and wet for me already.”
“I’ve been thinking about you and that talented tongue.” She cried out, moaning as he sank two fingers inside her cunt. Amber groaned as he pinched her clit then slammed three fingers inside her. “Please, Jasper,” she said.
“What do you want, baby? You want to come all over my fingers?”
She nodded. “Yes.”
Her back was against his front. She felt the hard length of his cock against the base of her back.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful.” He released her clit and stroked his fingers through her slit. “Yeah, cry out for me. Let me hear how much you want me.”
She closed her eyes, thrusting her pelvis onto his hand. “Yes, please.”
“Do you want my cock?”
“Yes.”
“Come all over my fingers and I’ll give you my cock all night long.”
Amber bit her lip as he filled her pussy with his fingers, using his thumb to stroke her clit. He focused on her clit, never easing up, caressing her nub until she splintered apart. There was no keeping the noise
at bay. She screamed out her release giving him everything without holding back.
“That’s it, fuck my fingers. Come all over me. You know I’m going to fill this little pussy with my cock.” He sucked on her neck, muttering the words against her flesh.
When it was over, she slumped against him. All of her energy was gone along with her orgasm. Her body shook with the aftershocks as his fingers continued to tease over her.
“I’ve got you.”
She stayed still as he finished the shower, washing her body then her hair. He carried her out of the shower, and on the bed she saw a tray laden with food. “What did you do?”
“You’re tired, it’s late, and I wanted to make up for the shit I pulled this morning.” He placed her on the bed and sat beside her.
Amber waited as he grabbed the tray. “You really didn’t have to go to this much trouble.”
“What you fail to see, baby, is you’re really no trouble at all. There’s not much here.” He pressed a strawberry to her lips. “When was the last time you ate?”
“I made us dinner, remember?”
“Grilled cheese sandwiches is not dinner.”
She took a bite out of the ripe fruit, moaning as the flavor exploded on her tongue. “Wow, that’s one juicy fruit.”
“Exactly.” A droplet landed on her breast. “And I can do this.” He leaned down, licking the line the droplet took before taking her breast into his mouth. “Erm, even tastier.”
Giggling, she continued to eat the strawberries he pressed to her lips. She enjoyed watching him. Jasper looked all fierce and scary, and yet, he was a big softie at heart.
He just took on three men and doesn’t have a scratch.
“Wait, I’ve got chocolate syrup.”
Amber groaned as he didn’t place some in a bowl to dip the fruit and candy. No, he slowly circled her nipple. He followed the path with his tongue. “Yep, tastier than ever before. Your tit is the nicest I’ve ever sucked.”
“You’re bad.”
“No, baby. I’m about to show you bad.”
He continued to tease and taunt her with the food he had on offer. She lay on the bed taking everything he gave, loving it. His touch was setting her on fire. When all the food was gone, her energy was back, and she was desperate to feel him inside her.