Me After Meeting You

Amber took a deep breath, barely restraining herself from cursing, and hung up silently.

Ordinarily, it would take about one and a half hours to drive from the city to her mother’s place. But about thirty minutes after Ian had hung up, Amber got another call from him.

She’d guessed that he was going to drive to her, so not only did she give him her mother’s address, but she also changed her clothes in advance and crept to the front door as soon as his call arrived.

Suburban buildings weren’t as strictly guarded as those in the cities, and Ian had parked his car right underneath the building. As soon as Amber went outside, she saw the bright car headlights illuminating the nearby area.

Ian was sitting at the head of the car, the headlights like beacons against the backdrop of the night sky. Under the harsh light, Amber could barely make out his outline. His familiar figure was tall and handsome, but with an edge of coldness tonight.

Only when she walked a bit closer did she notice his unusual behavior. Despite the cold weather, Ian only had a thin shirt on. His gaze was firmly locked onto her, and he had a cigarette in his mouth.

When he saw her walk over, he flicked his cigarette to the ground. His heel crushed it a second later, and the star like glow vanished into the night.

“Are you … alright?” Although Amber was worried about his mental condition, she didn’t dare approach him, and maintained a distance of a few paces from him.

Ian didn’t speak, only looking at her silently for quite a while. Then, he got up and slowly approached her, his figure leaving the lamplight.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Amber couldn’t help but feel like her head was about to explode. She was getting a dangerous vibe from him, and had to force herself to remain still and look back at him.

Her voice was gentle as she asked, “How are you? Why are you wearing so little? It’s so cold outside, so why don’t you get into the car first?” As she said this, she stretched out her hand to pull him into the car, but when she touched him, she was shocked. His clothes were wet, and his whole body was as cold as a block of ice!

“You ….” She stared at him in disbelief. “Didn’t fall into a river, did you?”

Amber disregarded everything else and tried to push him into the car, but Ian twisted his arm and firmly clutched her wrist instead.

His hand was cold and hard. Before Amber could even react, she had been pulled into his embrace, sticking tightly to his body.

She felt like she had been wrapped up by a block of ice. Her nose was touching his chest, and she was being hugged tightly that the pain made tears well up in her eyes.

She thought that he was trying to hug her to warm himself up, but that wasn’t the case. Ian’s next moves were completely out of Amber’s expectations. After he hugged her, he backed up a few steps, turned around, and pinned her against the car. Then, with his free hand, he pinched her jaw, forced her to raise her head, and without another word, kissed her.

His lips were as cold as his personality, but very soft. Because he liked cleanliness, he was always clean-shaven and had no stubble. Despite his present condition, he still smelled good, his scent carrying a hint of smoky tobacco.

Amber was very impressed with her ability to process so much information despite her circumstances. But she was very quickly left incapable of thought, because Ian’s next move was to kiss her enthusiastically. He showered her with kisses, from her tightly closed lips to the bridge of her nose, her eyes, and finally her forehead. Unlike his lips, his tongue was warm and soft, raising layers of goosebumps as he licked her skin.

Amber tried to avoid his kisses, but he pinned her down tightly. As one hand pressed her down, the other even pulled open her jacket’s zipper, snaking into her clothes and down her collar.

Only then did Amber start to panic. She struggled forcefully, and yelled desperately at him as she wriggled in fear. “Ian, what’s gotten into you? Wake up!”

But he ignored her. As she spoke, he kissed her lips again. This time, he started sucking on her tongue without any sort of technique. It was instinctive, like the desperate struggle of someone who had been poisoned.

Amber knew that she couldn’t let the situation continue any longer. Her head was spinning as she tried to think of a way to extricate herself from this. As her logic slowly came back to her, she tried to relax her body. Once she stopped struggling, Ian’s actions also became more gentle. He wasn’t as forceful anymore, but he was still as rough as before.

As he was tearing her underclothes apart without any care for the consequences, Amber finally decided on her plan of attack. She leaned as far back as she could, and then punched him squarely in the nose.

Ian, who had been acting crazily for a while now, slowly fell down at her feet.

At this moment, someone in the house upon which the strong headlights were aimed poked his head out the window. When he saw the two of them hugging, he couldn’t help but yell out, “We’re almost blind from this light. Haven’t the two of you gotten intimate enough yet?”

Amber couldn’t even think of a response.

“….”