Deadly Match

Chapter 6

Becker

I was waiting on my Shelby when Amber told me she would get her stuff. Hurry the f**k up, woman!

I couldn’t believe I was doing this. I was declaring war with the lady. I came to this bar with an intention to search for a chick for the night which I almost got but it turned out she had a boyfriend and she was immediately off-limit to me. Someone’s belonging was never my thing. I didn’t want to be involved in some drama. Only purely single and free. 

Instead of f*****g someone else to get Amber out of my goddamn mind, I just announced I wanted her instead and I was ready to bury my needy d**k inside of her. 

And she accepted the challenge.

Looking at my Casio again, just past two minutes. Any seconds now…and there she was, coming out of the bar with a small backpack behind her. I beamed the light and she immediately knew it was me. Pushing herself inside the Shelby, her perfume infiltrating my nostrils almost immediately. She smelled like musk and powdery at the same time. Spicy and sweet at the same time. Oh, I loved this scent. Some women wore a perfume that was a clear contrast with their looks. Heavy and made my nose hurt. I felt like I would sneeze just by having them around. 

Amber was different.

Her scent made me wanted to attach myself to her. To glue myself around her body if I could. 

“So,” she started. “Where do you want to take me?” Snapping my mind back to her. 

“Any idea? My house is a no-no.”

“Mine too.”

“Hotel then.”

“Okay.” I ignited the engine, reverted the car, heading to the only hotel I saw first. Wherever that would be so I could ravish her later. I f****d her in my car if I had to. “When was the last time you got laid?” she asked.

“Eighteen months ago.”

She whistled. “I bet your balls will explode.” I laughed.

“I hope you will do the honor. And you? When’s the last you got laid?”

“Oh, last week.” Last week? After she met me? So, only me who was constantly thinking about her? Amber did not feel the same? Hold on. Why the hell I felt like I just got myself heartbroken? That was not my f*****g business with who she wanted to f**k with. Amber was not my girlfriend and I would never have one. 

“Did you use your authority as a bouncer?” She cracked out laughing.

“I never seduce someone while I’m working. That will be unprofessional.”

“And about what I did to you recently?”

“Most men are like that to me but I’ve always made it clear after I finish my shift. Besides,” she paused as I peeked through the corner of my eyes, seeing her landing her elbow on my window and resting her chin on her hand, “All men are just the same.” And I didn’t know why, I heard the bitterness through her tone. She was smiling but if I looked at her fully, she must be wearing that wicked Harley Quinn’s smile. Did she have the worst experience with a man? Or maybe men? 

I knew with her beauty; she could get any man she wanted. There would be no difficulty to her. “Why do you love martial arts?”

“It’s useful for me. Most men said women were weak creatures. I want to destroy that mindset. You have seen what I can do.”

“I have so I better not pissed you off.” She chuckled. “You said all men are the same, am I any different to you?”

Her dark emerald orbs kept attached to me. I could sense it even without looking at her. Holding me as a captive and stated, “No.” That was like welcoming a knife straight to my f*****g heart and it f*****g hurt. “You just want s*x,” she added. Ouch. Well, she was not wrong though. Because I didn’t do commitment. Just a fling. It would never happen to me. But Amber’s words just broke me. It pained me and for the first time in my thirty-six years, I felt ashamed. This woman sparked something new inside of me and I didn’t know whether to consider it a good thing or a bad thing. 

We arrived at the hotel where I didn’t waste my time by checking in and went to our room. The second we had our feet inside; I grabbed her elbow and slammed my lips on hers. Finally tasting her. Savoring her. Enjoying her. s**t, she tasted so f*****g good! Her tongue immediately followed my rhythm. Trying to dominate me. Trying to take the control away. She could think again. I would remind her who held the power. 

My hand slipped to the nape of her neck as she quickly pushed my jacket and knocked it to the floor. I unbuttoned her shirt, welcoming the sight of her B cup boobs wrapped with a black bra. Perfect size for my hands. I knocked off my white shirt and guided her to the bed right behind her. But as soon she reached there, she turned us over and I was the one laying on the bed – stunning me just for a second. Until she smirked and stated, “I have the power tonight, soldier.” She slowly unclipping her bra. Oh, the little fox did that on purpose and say hello to her amazing boobs and hard as bullet pink n*****s. God, I wanted to eat them. “Be a good soldier for me, Becker.” I scoffed and she went down unbuckling my jeans. Raising my hips so she could push the jeans together with my black boxer away. My c**k sprang free and without wasting time, she swallowed it hard.

“f**k!” The tip reached the back of her throat immediately. “Oh, f*****g…hell!” I hissed. f**k, she was good! I had plenty of women who did this to me before but none of them made me wanted them to do this as long as they wanted. Because the second my d**k was hard, I just wanted to f**k them. With Amber, I wanted her to keep going. To make love with my d**k. Worship it. Make it hard and bigger. Do anything she wanted with it, I don’t f*****g care. Damn it, I felt like I was on cloud nine just by having my c**k inside of Amber’s burning mouth. Oh, this woman was born to swallow my d**k whole and if she thought she was the one who had the power, she could say goodbye to the control as I moved my hips, hitting the tip back to her throat. She slightly gagged and set her emerald eyes on me. Did I just see a small smile painted there? I think I did. 

She loved it hard. 

So, here I go.

And being sassy she was, she let go of my hardened d**k. My pre-c*m leaking and she smiled delightfully. Freeing her creamy long legs together with her red satin panties and I was f*****g bewitched. Her p***y was clean. And I could see it was glistening with wetness. Her essence. Her warm juices would coat my d**k. She positioned her hole right on my c**k. “Do you want to ride me, baby?”

“This is my favorite position.”

“Mine too.” No, that was an absolute lie. I never liked having a woman on top of me. I preferred them under me, whether missionary or doggy style. 

As Amber started to push my c**k inside of her, oh s**t! “Wait!” She stopped immediately. 

“What?”

“I haven’t worn a condom yet.”

“I’m on the pill and if you want to come, let me know.”

“Fine.” And she smirked. 

“Don’t ruin the mood.” I chuckled.

“Take me, Amber.” And she swallowed my c**k fully. We both groaned. Moaned. Amber immediately moved. Her skin hit mine every time she brought her body down. Goddamn it! This felt too f*****g good to be true. Maybe because I hadn’t f**k someone in a long time but I don’t care anymore. My hands escaped to her boobs but she slapped them away. What the…

“Don’t f*****g touch me, Becker. Be a good boy and let me spoil you tonight,” she snapped. “Oh, s**t! Your c**k feels so good inside of me. You are so perfect, Becker,” she moaned and threw her head to the back. Damn, she was so beautiful. The most beautiful woman I ever had in my life. 

Her boobs bouncing. Damn it, I wanted to touch them. Not allowed, so I grabbed her hips instead, meeting her intense movement. She yelped. Ah, found it. Her lovely g-spot. “Glad I’ve found it. Amber, look at me.”

“No.” Excuse me?

“I said, look at me,” I demanded again.

“f**k no.”

Dropping my smile, “f*****g look at me, woman!” I ordered her again.

“f**k you, Becker!” Oh, she asked for it. Before I could move, she put her hands on my chest. “Be still,” she told while wearing her wicked smile. Immediately increasing her pace as moan kept escaping me. Hitting straight her spot. Feeling her juices started to leak my c**k. “Oh, s**t. I’m close.”

“Hold on.”

“f**k you. f*****g come already!” I smirked. Oh, I loved doing this to her. 

This won’t be the last time. Ever.

“f**k! s**t! Hurry up! Please!” she finally begged. Like her beg was my command, I pulled out my c**k and burst out my seed on her tummy. Her body kept twitching, indicating she just reached her climax too. 

“Motherfucking God…” I never had an orgasm this hard. Damn it, I kept on coming I couldn’t stop. This woman had become my undoing. The undoing I won’t let go. 

Fuck whatever she said, this woman belonged to me. 

“Am—” I was about to call her until she pushed her body away from me, immediately went to the bathroom.

What. The. Hell.

I only heard the sound of a flash. Oh, she was cleaning her p***y and she came out, gloriously naked. Without sparing a glance to me, she picked up her discarded clothes and that’s when I saw it. Slowly pushing my body up, seeing the nasty scar on her back. It came from her right shoulder down to the middle of her back. What the f**k was that? 

When I realized I was too concentrating on her scar, Amber had fully clothed. “I have to go.” What? Go? Hold on a f*****g minute. Launching my body from the bed, I grabbed her elbow but she easily pulled it away from me. “You’ve got what you wanted, Becker. You wanted to get rid of me from your system. You’ve done it.”

“Amber, that was my intention but now—” I couldn’t finish my sentence when she smirked. Let me tell you, that was not the smirk I liked from her. She sounded almost mocking me. 

“Do you like me now, Becker?” That was like dropping a bomb on me. Like her? “Ah, it happens again to me. Let me remind you again that I do not do commitment. I only sleep with men one time because sleeping multiple times will lead me to my apocalypse.”

“What apocalypse?”

“To be in love.” That caught me off guard. Love. “I don’t do pillow talk, soldier. I leave once I had my fill.” With her final words, she left. I remained in my place. Only her icy words kept repeating in my mind.

I don’t do pillow talk, soldier. I leave once I had my fill.

“What the actual f**k?!”