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Ruined: Loving An Alpha Male(13)



So I say all that to say, as he got closer, and I saw the need in his eyes to start some shit, I was hoping he would pick me. I even tried to show meekness in my eyes so he would pick a fight, but he didn’t. He simply smirked at me and kept walking.

I knew now I couldn’t wait to knock that smirk off his face. I looked over at Alex, and he chuckled slightly, as if he was reading my thoughts, and said, “Yeah, I’ll make that happen.”

I nodded and walked out of the bar.





Chapter 4


Mason


The next day I concentrated on training for my first fight. I kept my headphones on and my focus on the punching bag in front of me. I was back at the amateur fighting building with all of the other fighters, training and continuing being weighed in and tested by doctors and officials.

Alex has been quiet too, once he saw the mood I was in this morning. I knew he wanted to know what happened between me and Amber. I was roped into taking her home by Alex and Rachel, and she did invite me in. I walked her to her door. Of course, she ended up living on Rittenhouse Square about a few city blocks from me. When she leaned into me for a kiss, I gave her one. But she started roaming her hands on my body, clearly showing she wanted more than what I was willing to give her. I pushed her back and shook my head.

“You need to go inside, Amber…alone,” I interrupted.

She pouted and asked, “Why?” She then smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck. “Come on, Mason. You know you want to. I can tell that you do.”

I sighed, as she was right about some of it. I did want to be balls deep in someone, but that someone just wasn’t her. I decided to be brutally honest. I removed her arms from my neck and walked her up against her front door.

“Listen, Amber. You are a very sexy woman. I’m sure if I was different then yes, I would come in with you. But I’m not.”

She moved her hips against my legs to feel me, but I backed up slightly.

“Aw come on, Mason. We are both adults. I don’t see anything wrong with getting naked and getting to know each other.”

She smiled, and I just shook my head.

“Listen Amber, I’m not what you’re used to. I’m not a sweet guy who wants to wine and dine then make love to you. I like to fuck hard and fast. There is nothing gentle about me and nothing small. And the way I’m feeling right now, I would literally break you in half. I just don’t have the energy to be gentle with you. Just go in the house, and we can call this what it was.”

She didn’t take the hint at first. She moved closer to me and kissed my neck.

“How do you know what I can and cannot handle?”

Before she could take another breath, I pushed her forcefully up against her door and placed my hand around her neck. I placed my other hand around her hips and lifted her to where she had no choice but to wrap her legs around my waist. Her eyes got wide, and she looked at me.

I slammed my semi-hard dick against her and said in her ear softly, “Baby there is no way in hell you can handle me. Now do what I say and go inside.”

I let her go and backed up, as she quickly made her way inside. I turned, grabbing my phone from my hip and made a call. Amber was right about some of what she said. I needed to release, and I wouldn’t make it with just a hot shower. So I did what any other red-blooded, horny male would do: I made a booty call. There are some females that you can have around that understand that it’s just a sex thing. Alex has been great at introducing me to a few women that have the same understanding as I did.

So needless to say, I satisfied my craving for release. I made it to my booty call and fucked her hard in her hallway, in her living room, and ass up face down on the couch. Then when I finally made it to her bedroom, I continued to pound her pussy until I was somewhat satisfied. I mean this wasn’t who I wanted to pound, but she was good enough. She took what I had with minimal hesitation and let me release in my own way.

When I left her bed and headed home, my mind still floated back to Max. That brought my craving for release back in full force. I can’t begin to tell you how frustrating it is to have a woman fuck you up by just one meeting. I don’t know anything about this woman, but I can’t seem to stop thinking about her. When I got home, I punished my body in the gym in my apartment building first. Then I took a cold shower and tried to not think about Max and how much I wanted to know if she would be able to handle me in bed.

“So you’re just going to beat the hell out of this bag and not say shit?” Alex asked me, taking me out of my daydream.

I looked up and was about to respond to him, when I saw Max walk in the gym with her boyfriend. The guy looked over at me and smirked again. I made eye contact with Max first, and then turned and continued to punch the bag. Alex got the hint and continued to help me train for my fight in silence.