Connecting With Amber Ch 03

Janet snuggled into me, her arm draped over my chest. I turned my head and looked into her beautiful blue eyes, she smiled.

"Fuck Damian, that was hot."

I smiled back at her. She propped her head up on my chest.

"Don't worry honey."

"About what?"

"When are you going to learn that I know what's going on in your head?"

"Ummm?"

"You can still have your lunch dates with that little slut. Don't deny it, you were worried I would get upset about it."

I just nodded but inside I felt relieved. I liked Amber and wanted to remain friends with her. I had also been worried Janet would be upset after all the dirty talk about Amber from last night.

"She really isn't like that baby."

"Like what?"

I heard an edge in Janet's voice and she started to sit up a little more.

"A little slut.... she is.... in a bad place with her boyfriend. I think she just wants attention from some place else."

Janet rolled her eyes and sighed, making her sound that means, i'll talk slowly so maybe you will understand.

"You are clueless Damian, remind me again how you ended up wooing me? Oh that's right you didn't, I had to do all the work...."

I laughed and she playfully punched me on the arm.

"You're just lucky you're hot, otherwise you wouldn't get any pussy at all!"

She laughed away mocking me, I couldn't help laughing with her at first but then answered her.

"That's a bit rough, I can chat up girls."

Now Janet was really laughing hard, then she stopped, looked at me, blew air from her cheeks and started again.

"Oh yeah, you can chat them up alright, you just can't tell who is wet for you!"

"I'm not that bad!"

"OK then. Which one of my friend's want's to fuck you the most?"

"What the fuck Janet?"

"Answer the question."

"Ahhhh I never thought about it, I don't know."

"See.... you're clueless."

"Alright, hang on.... um.... Jenny."

"Wrong!"

"Liz."

"Wrong!"

"Fucks sake, Simone?"

"Wrong!"

She climbed on top of me laughing.

"Haven't you ever noticed the way Jess is around you?"

"Jess! No?"

"Jess wants you so bad, she made me promise not to tell you, but that was years ago. Honestly, I thought you knew hahahahah. You're even worse than I thought!"

"But she hasn't ever.... done anything."

"Damian, not all girls want to flirt and give themselves to you.... some like to be taken. Jess is like that and so is Amber."

"What? How do you know that?"

"Because im not dumb like you hahahahah."

I picked her up and dumped her on the mattress.

"Aw, don't be sad. You think they are both nice, good girls don't you?"

"Well, yeah."

"Well they are, but they want a guy to take them, control them and fuck them like bad girls."

"What!?"

"I feel like that sometimes, I just want you to take control and fuck the shit out of me."

"I never knew.... why haven't you told me?"

"Asking you to do it isn't the same, think about it! The whole point is that YOU take control!"

"OK, that makes sense I guess."

"It's not about romance. There's a freedom to being fucked like that, you don't have to worry about if the guy is enjoying it, or anything, you just take it, enjoy it."

Janet was turning me on again but at the same time I realised there was a whole part of her sexual life that I was not fulfilling. I felt horny and inadequate, that's a bad combination. Janet interrupted my thoughts.

"I feel like that sometimes, other times I want to be in control, or a mix. But girls like Jess, they always want to be controlled."

"I see..."

"That's why your little lunch date was gushing so hard when you had a go at those guys in the restaurant."

"Fuck, I am clueless."

Janet leaned in and kissed me.

"Lucky you've got a big cock."

Janet fell asleep quickly, I on the other hand was stuck staring at the ceiling again. I lay thinking about all the things Janet had said. Some of it made sense but the most shocking thing was realising how naive I had been. I had always made love to my girlfriends, sex could be dirty but it was equal. I had never considered my partners might want me to control and use them.

I planned to try harder to read signals from Janet and give her what she wanted when she wanted it. The thought of it excited me. The next morning I woke up late, Janet like usual for the weekend, was out surfing. After a shower and a coffee I settled in for a lazy day. At around 2 my phone rang, I expected it to be Janet checking in but it was Amber.

"Hey Amber."

There was no answer but I could hear the mic on the other end crackling and distorting.

"Are you there?"

I heard a deep breath.

"Damian...."

She sounded terrible.

"Amber, are you OK?"

After a long pause she managed to speak.

"No."

Then I could hear her sobbing. I managed to calm her down enough to find out where she was, in a cinema carpark about a 20 minute drive away.

"Stay there, I'm leaving now and will be there soon."

I grabbed my keys and jumped in the car. I pulled up 15 minutes later. Amber was sitting on a curb in her hockey uniform. She was a mess, her face was flushed, eyes and lips puffy. I jumped out, helped her up and hugged her. She melted into me, as I comforted her and brushed her hair from her face. She looked up at me for a second and then pushed back into me again. Holding her head against me, I rubbed her back.

After a while we jumped in my car and headed to a cafe nearby. I went in and got her favourite, a hot ginger tea with lemongrass, a bottle of water and a strawberry macaron. When I got back to my car Amber was staring blankly at her feet. I handed her the tea and she whispered a thank you while accepting it in two trembling hands. After a few sips she lent back into the seat and turned towards me.

"He.... Darren...."

"It's OK Amber, we don't have to talk about it right now."

"No, I want to tell you. He doesn't want me anymore. I came home after hockey and he kicked me out of the apartment. He said horrible things...."

She started sobbing again, it struck home how much I cared for her, it hurt me seeing her distraught. I took her tea and put it in the drink holder, then leaned across and hugged her, she turned into me and cried openly. It was an uncomfortable position and when I tried to straighten up she came with me and shuffled over the centre console, straddling me. I just held her until she stopped crying.

"Amber, you deserve so much more than that chump can give you. You're gorgeous, sweet, intelligent, you can have any man you want."

She squeezed me tighter.

"I know it must hurt now, but it might be a blessing to be rid of that lame fuck."

She released me and sat back a bit. Her little green hockey shorts had ridden up showing her tanned thighs. The black lycra singlet twisted so I could see the straps of her sports bra. Her ponytail was loose, letting her hair hang to the side. She wiped her face and slowly talked.

"I know things haven't been good for a long time, I don't love him anymore. I don't even think I like him. But it hurts...."

She started sobbing again and I pulled her into another hug. She wriggled into me again and it felt so good to be there for her, to comfort her. She came up on her knees, dragging her body against mine as she went. Her breasts rubbing against my chest, resting just under my chin. Her face finishing above mine, my hands on her waist. I felt her warm tears falling onto my cheeks and running over my lips.

To me it was like time slowed down, I could feel her breasts pushing into me as she breathed, my heart beating loudly in my ears. My brain was working overtime telling me not to kiss her, this is wrong, don't take advantage of her, don't cheat on Janet. I leaned a little closer and softly kissed her top lip.

I stopped myself going any further but then looked up into her eyes. I lent in again and kissed her bottom lip longer than before, sucking gently as I pulled away. She tilted her head slightly to the side and kissed me back slowly. My left hand came up her back and gently held the back of her head. Our tongues met and she pushed her body against me harder, my right hand sliding down to her hip. I gently pulled her head back from mine, I wanted to see her eyes again. Her mouth opened, then her eyes.

At that moment all the voices in my head telling me to stop vanished. Pulling her back in we kissed again until I pulled her closer and held her, feeling her squeeze me back. After a while I slowly broke away.

"Lets go and get your things from the apartment."

She shook her head.

"It's OK, I'll come with you."

"I've got nowhere to go.... my parents are on the other side of the country...."

"You can stay with me and Janet for as long as you want."

I should have heard a thousand alarm bells going off inside my head, but nothing, silence. She looked unsure.

"It's OK, really it is. I'll call Janet now, let her know."

Amber nodded ever so slightly. I started digging in my pocket for my phone, she hopped back into the passenger seat and picked up her tea. I got out of the car and dialled Janet. Even as I listened to the phone ringing, the normal panic that would have flowed through me was absent.

"Hi honey, I'm just out with the guys getting a coffee, won't be much longer."

"Janet...."

She interrupted.

"What's going on?"

"I'm with Amber...."

She cut me off.

"What the fuck Damian?!"

"She is a real mess baby, Darren's thrown her out."

"I don't give a fuck....where are you?"

"Outside a cafe, she's in my car. I'm going to take her back to their apartment to get her things. I said she can stay with us."

There was a long pause, I was expecting a vicious string of abuse but instead she said,

"OK Damian but you fucking listen to me. Are you listening?"

"Yes."

"You can comfort her, but don't you fucking dare give her what she wants and control fuck her."

"Wha...."

"Fucking listen to me! You know what I said last night, don't fucking do it Damian!"

"Of course, I won't baby."

"Now go and be her fucking hero you prick. You fucking owe me.... big time."

"I'll make it up to you, I promise."

"Yes you fucking will, I have a few fantasy's of my own, remember that."

"I will."

I jumped back in the car, Amber looked very worried.

"It's OK, Janet is fine with it, let's go get your things."

There were no parks outside her building so we parked a block away and started walking back. Half way there I sensed Amber hesitating, I took her hand and encouraged her on. We took the lift up and approached a door. Amber was fumbling with the keys, I could tell she was building up the courage to unlock the door.

She slid the key into place and I heard movement inside, he was approaching the door.

"I told you to fuck off you fat cunt, are you really that stupid!?!"

I took her hand from the key, turned it and pushed open the door. Darren stopped in his tracks. He was a small, good looking guy who looked like he spent too long doing his hair. The nasty sneer on his full lips disappeared as I took two strides towards him. The door opened into the kitchen and he backed off a step into the lounge.

"Sit down and shut the fuck up."

He backed up and sat on the couch.

"Amber is going to get her things, and some of yours if she wants them."

I turned around, Amber was standing in the kitchen. At that moment any doubts I had about Janet's thoughts on Amber disappeared. I knew that two days ago I wouldn't have noticed, but standing there now her body language begged me to take her into the bedroom and fuck her.

"Get your things Amber, it's OK."

She stood there for a few more seconds then moved off into what I guessed must be the bedroom. I could hear her opening drawers and rustling.

"Take your time Amber, we're in no rush."

I stood there watching Darren, listening to Amber moving around packing. After what seemed too short a time she appeared in the kitchen with a rolling suitcase and overnight bag.

"Are you sure you've got everything?"

She nodded.

I pointed to the lounge,

"Anything in here?"

She shook her head. I turned my back on Darren and walked into the kitchen, took the suitcase and bag from Amber and put them outside in the corridor. When I turned back I could see the open cruelty in Darren's face as he stared down Amber. I came to her, picked her up by her waist and swung her into me. She put her arms around my neck and wrapped her legs around my hips. I kissed her hard, nothing like the sensual kiss in the car.

I walked to the door frame pushing her back against it then ground into her hard. She moaned into my mouth, I kissed her neck up and down and ground into her again. This time she moaned out loud, loud and long enough for Darren to hear it. I couldn't see him but knew it would be fucking with him. I ran my hand down her thigh and up onto her perfect round ass and squeezed, she moaned again. I picked her up off the doorframe and while kissing her walked out into the corridor.

I turned to face Darren, stopped kissing Amber and looked over her shoulder at him. His eyes were full of anger and frustration. Reaching in I slammed the door shut. Then pressed Amber against it and kissed her hard while grinding her into it. It rattled and banged as my hard cock rubbed against her.

After a minute I put her down, kissed her again then picked up her bags. She smiled sheepishly at me and I grinned back.

"You never have to see that piece of shit again. Let's go."

Amber was trembling, I watched in the lift as she shook and shivered. I reached out and took her hand. I would normally have put it down to her breakup, but now I knew her shakes were a mix of things and what we had done had her wet and horny. When the lift opened I let go of her hand to get the bags again, her touch lingered.

When we got to the car I put her bags in the back seat. I turned and saw she was standing close, hands at her side. I walked her to the passenger door and opened it for her. She got in but I could tell she wanted more.

As we drove home whatever spell I was under started to wear off. My normal nerves came back and I started worrying how Janet would react. Bad scenarios started playing out in my head. Amber flipped down the sun visor and looked in the mirror.

"Oh my god! I look terrible!"

She turned away and I chuckled.

"We will be home soon, you'll feel better after a hot bath."

As we got closer to home I became more and more worried about Janet's reaction. When we arrived I got out and noticed Amber hadn't moved. By the look on her face she was more worried than I was. I opened her door and offered my hand, she took it and looked up at me nervously.

"It's OK."

She nodded and got out but looked even more stressed once standing. I grabbed her bags and started walking towards the front door. Before we got there Janet opened it and had a friendly smile on her face. Her hair was down and she looked like she had come straight off the beach. A red bikini top and a small pair of cut off denim shorts.

Janet welcomed Amber in and was genuinely caring towards her, we had some tea and lemon tart. I couldn't believe it, she even smiled and was nice to me. Janet ran Amber a bath and was fussing about finding a place for her cosmetics. Amber disappeared into the bathroom with a bag and I could hear them chatting away.

Janet came out and said as she closed the door,

"Shout out if you need anything."

She turned towards me, her eyes were instantly dark, then narrowed as she stared at me. She walked towards me purposefully. I knew I had it coming and just hoped it wouldn't be too loud, for Amber's sake.

She walked up to me and got really close without taking her eyes from mine.

"You fucking prick."

"I didn't do it baby, honest."

"I know you didn't fuck her you dumb fuck. One look at her told me that, she's aching for it. But look at you."

Stupidly I looked down at myself expecting to find something. She punched me as hard as she could in the stomach. I pretended it hurt bad and took a step back but she moved in close again.

"You've got her all fucking over you, don't look down again you dumb fuck."

I stopped myself just in time.

"Oh you must have loved that, rescuing your little slut and being her big hero."

I went to answer but she kept going,

"You bought her a fucking macaron! You fuck!"

"What?"

"I saw she had it all wrapped in its little bag.... first date was it?"

"I'm sorry baby, I was trying to comfort her."

"Don't fucking bull shit me, you were trying to comfort her with your cock."

I reached out trying to hug her but she slapped my hand away and turned to walk away. I grabbed her hand and pulled her back to me harder than I expected. She was caught off balance and crashed back into my chest, her full breasts bouncing against me.

Her eyes burned into me and she turned again. Before she could I grabbed both her arms and pulled her close, holding her in front of me. I could smell the salt and beach on her. She spat out,

"You fucking stink of that little whore."

She flicked her head, throwing her hair over her shoulders.

"Then you bring her back here and rub it in my face."

She struggled to get away, I didn't let her.

"Let me go you fuck."

"No, calm down."

She stared at me fiercely but I saw something else flash through her eyes, then it was gone. I looked down and saw her nipples straining against her bikini top, her chest heaving. I looked back into her eyes and she turned her head away. I knew what I had to do, I promised myself the night before that I would try to read her better. I didn't want to feel that naive and inadequate again.

I quickly spun her around and pulled her back into me. One hand on her hip the other wrapped across her shoulders. She gasped and struggled weakly. I kissed her neck from behind moving up to her ear.

"Fuck off."

I ran my hand down over her breast and rolled her hard nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

"You asshole."

She was breathing fast and her chest was really heaving. I sucked on her ear lobe and as she went to abuse me again I pulled the little triangle of material covering her breast down and rolled her nipple again. Instead of hearing a curse I only heard her take a deep shuddering breath and felt her whole body dip for a second.

I sucked and kissed her neck and ran my other hand up from her hip to her other breast pulling her bikini top down under both breasts. Then massaged both and started rolling her nipples. I heard her fight back a moan then pulled her back onto me harder.

I spun her around quickly and grabbed her arms again. I saw a glimpse of pleasure on her face before she tried hiding it from me. I sucked a nipple into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. This time I heard a tiny muffled moan escape her lips. I quickly moved across to the other nipple and went again. Another little moan.

I moved to her mouth and shaped to kiss her, her eyes closed and she opened her mouth. I paused, waiting, her eyes opened and I smiled.

"You fucking...."

Before she could finish I spun her around again grabbing her hips and grinding her ass back onto my cock. She wriggled but as soon as I rolled her nipple again she moaned arching her back.

"Don't fight it baby."

I said it proudly, knowing it would fuck her off. She struggled weakly again.

I started kissing her neck again and rubbed her nipples while grinding into her. She moaned again, her breaths coming in sharply. I ran my hand down to her shorts and undid the button, she wriggled again. I laughed against her neck then kissed down her shoulder. Slowly I ran my hand down inside her shorts, sliding the tips of my fingers inside her bikini bottoms. Inching them over the little strip of hair she kept there. Her bikini was hot, I could feel the heat pouring out of her pussy. As my fingers got closer and closer her breathing became more erratic.