Checkmate

Chapter 3

Kade

She was clearly not as naïve as I thought the first time, I saw her; she might be trusting when it comes to her father. But I saw something last night which turned me on beyond measure, I always thought money turned women on. Clearly, she wasn’t like all of the others I have ever met before, so I thought I might make things interesting. I went all out throwing my beer bottles all over the place, my dirty laundry scattered all over my penthouse floor. I left the pizza boxes on the ground, and pulled out condoms, since she’s under the impression all I do for a living is f*****g I might have gone to far with the mayonnaise giving the impression they were all used. I made the place a mess, I dirtied up some dishes and left them in the sink. When I was satisfied with my work, the door bell rang and the movers moved in her stuff. “Just throw it anywhere” the movers’ eyes were wide, and I hoped I would see the same surprise in her eyes when she arrived. But I underestimated her, since the moment she arrived I decided to mask all emotion. Even though I found it almost impossible, she was the most intimidating person I have ever met. Breathtaking beautiful, intelligent and feisty. I liked that, she wasn’t like every other single woman prepared to kiss my ass and fall on her knees ready to blow me. I got married to a woman it seems I would actually have to work for. And the excitement was not easy to hide, the sun was setting and gave off the most gorgeous red shine through the windows. I had to jog to open the door, didn’t want to let her wait to long she might change her mind. But upon opening the door, I could barely catch my breath. She was dashed out in jeans and sneakers like the first time I saw but with a off the shoulder crop top in white. Her hair tides up in a high pony tail and her pretty face void of any makeup. She had that side smile going on, which made it impossible for me to figure out what she was thinking. “Mr. Clark” she gave me a full-blown smile, and my knees might have just gone completely weak, and I wondered if she even knew what type of effect, she had on me. “Mrs. Clark” her smile faded, I wanted to start smiling she hated being called that, and she made no secret of it. I pulled the door open and waited for her reaction, but I was disappointed when all she did was lift up an perfectly plucked eyebrow turned and “nice place” she stepped over the clutter and didn’t say a word she took a look around stepped onto everything. Not even side stepping it, just right over like there’s nothing, I started giving her the tour. The whole dining room and kitchen was open planned, with a side wall on the left which had arches leading into the living room. All the windows were floor to ceiling and it brought incredible sunlight streaming in, to the right there was a balcony small. Just big enough for a breakfast nook, the restroom was to the other side and to the left the staircase went up towards the bedrooms and down towards the swimming pool and BBQ area, gym and spare rooms. I first showed her down stairs and she looked as if she was searching for something. “What are you looking for?” She smirked a dead body, but it would take cops months to work through your place, seems like you live on beer and pizza. Luckily you have the gym otherwise you would have a problem with your unhealthy habits.” I wanted to smile, maybe she just gave me something to work with, now I just wished she’ll see all the cigarette buds outside. We made our way to the bedrooms and I walked her through each one, until we reached our room. She walked inside not once blinking, taking a good look at the condoms. Zero emotion, no surprise what the f**k was up with this woman. She threw the comforter off the bed and I wanted to smirk, I felt really proud of my work. Instead, she turned, walked up to me. “Nice place, I am proud to see you use protection.” The side smile completely pissing me off, how did all of this not put her off. I mean I even left some body hair in the sink and she couldn’t be bothered what? We made our way down stairs; she opened the fridge. I saw the pause, yes, I would get her there. No fruity cocktails or wine baby only beer. Like a real man, but instead she pulled a beer out of the fridge and broke open the cap with her teeth. How the f**k did she just do that? She drank it half way through before she made her way towards the balcony. I reached into the freezer and grabbed myself a beer, I tried the same trick but ended up hurting my teeth so I had to crack it open the normal way. Her ass and hips moved from side to side and I was left drooling all over my bottle of beer, I went to her side on the balcony “beautiful view right.” I looked over at her, “sure is.” She just smirked turned and instead of being pissed at the buds she took out a cigarette and lit it up she pulled it in and blew out. Why the f**k is that the hottest thing I have ever seen. She walked inside and when she was done smoking, she crushed it in the sink. Like what the f**k, did she for real feel at home like this. “So, pizza? I’ll order” I just nodded there was nothing I could say, she just completely ruined everything. I really thought she would be disgusted about this; I mean f**k I was. I can’t live like this, it’s a f*****g mess. And yet she got on top of the couch, lifting her legs and knocking off her shoes. Like this is f*****g natural to her.

After ordering pizza, we sat on the couch drinking beer watching football, she screamed at the television like they could hear her. We had dinner right their beer, pizza and football. I couldn’t stop staring at her. She was f*****g crazy a piece of pizza hit the tv screen when our team lost and she was beyond pissed. Her phone started ringing her grandpa called to complain about the game, and she knew it better than anyone I have ever met. She threw in football phrases like a pro player, she was more upset about the team losing than he was. “I love you baby girl and grandpa misses you more than anything, when are you coming down to visit? Your horse misses you; you know that damn horse comes running every time he hears a car pull up.” She looked sad for a second and then responded “I have a lot going on right now grandpa but I will come visit as soon as I can, I promise I love you and Nanna so much and I miss you more.” She had an Incredible relationship with them that much was clear. After the convo with her grandpa, she excused herself to grab a shower, of course I followed she’s my wife now. I mean, somebody’s getting lucky tonight. We made it up to the room, and I started undressing baby we can grab a shower together. I had to jump a couple of times to get my shoes and socks of but f**k I waited the whole night for this. When I looked up smiling, she was looking like a damn f*****g deer caught in headlights. “Wha- what are you doing?” She stuttered the words out, “I am grabbing a shower with my wife and then well.” She looked horrified “f**k no, see all these condoms? Yeah, that’s an STD waiting to happen you are not coming near me with your STD invested dick.” She was serious alright “Now you can be a gentleman and sit there on the bed, and wait for me like a good boy, and after I am done, you can go grab a shower and get onto your side of the bed, you know the side with the fluids. And go to sleep. No touching me. I mean it.” I have never been rejected before, and I mean never. No woman has ever denied me, she turned around and slammed close the door. What the f**k just happened? I felt rejected and I couldn’t even tell her it was mayonnaise in the condoms, then she’ll know it was all a lie and I had zero action since my marriage to Rachael. I knew there was some sort of reason she didn’t want all big Kade up there. Meanwhile another man gave her what she wanted. I sat on the edge of the bed, motherfucker I don’t give up this easily. I snuck into the restroom and stole every single towel I could find, if she wants to play dirty so could I. But I nearly stumbled when I saw her entire body on full display, her eyes were closed as the water sprayed all over her. She’s so f*****g beautiful, and my hard on just turned painful seeing her wash her hair. The shower was open so I could just walk in there, but I expected to get slapped or worse punched. By the way she had aggression watching football I knew she could throw a left hook, and do not get me wrong I can totally take her, but showing up to work in the morning with a blue eye explaining my wife beat me because I wanted s*x and she refused me. Well, that would break down my ego like nothing else, I already felt dented by her rejection. I snuck out of there like a dog with his tail between its legs. Well, that and nurturing a seriously painful hard on. I sat on the bed waiting after I hid all the towels, hearing the water being turned down. I wanted her to call, curse or something. I don’t know what I thought would happen, only I didn’t expect the door to open and see her completely naked. What a goddess, her hair wet and her whole entire body. Holy s**t, f**k I wanted her so bad. She walked past me smiling at me, like nothing happened she bent down to pick up one of my shirts and the view. Oh, f**k this, I need to go and jerk off. She got into bed without panties, and started playing on her phone. All the while, I am sitting there trying to recap where I went wrong with my first impression of my wife. I went to grab an ice-cold shower, of course it did not cure my very obvious problem, by the time I was done I remembered I took out all of the towels. Well, now she gets to see my suffering and my size. Of course, I was extremely blessed when it came to size, I have been told that a lot. Walking tall and proud out of the restroom I waited a while for my wife to see my need, yet when she looked up, she let out a yelled and threw the blankets over her face “cover it up, cover it up” I took the biggest shock not knowing what the f**k to cover up right now. So, I grabbed the nearest pillow. She let go of the blankets slightly peeking, her face and ears blushing bright red. What the f**k, please tell me she saw a naked man before. But by the horror in her eyes and the way she was acting you would swear she has never seen a man naked before. I made my way around the bed and stood right next to her, all the while she kept averting eye contact. “Have you ever seen a man naked before, Love?” She paled for a second before the blush crept back. But she wasn’t even playing when she shook her head from side to side. “Has a man ever touched you?” Once again, she shook her head from side to side. What in the ever-loving f**k, she was drop dead gorgeous the most beautiful damn thing I have ever seen the face of an angel and a body made for sin. Yet no one has ever touched her. “Did someone ever try?” She nodded “my dad is extremely strict, once when I was 16, I bought a boy home to meet my parents, we dated for 3days. He was nerdy and super sweet, I really liked him. But daddy asked him to take a walk together. He came back crying and breaking of the relationship. After that, I didn’t have much interest in dating knowing daddy would make them break up with me.” Holy s**t, I wanted to laugh what a f*****g hypocrite. His daughter isn’t allowed to date, but he can f**k another man’s wife. I leaned closer trying to push my luck here, I have to be honest. Virgins aren’t really my thing I prefer to have a woman with experience. But hey, I am a man, a man with extremely obvious needs, and she is my wife. I belong to her, so my problem is her problem and she has all the solutions. It’s her fault anyway if she wasn’t so damn f*****g sexy than we wouldn’t have this problem. “Do you want to touch?” I dropped the pillow, she jumped up and buried her head into the pillow.” Get that f*****g thing away from me, I get every single woman out there wants to touch it. But I am not one of them. Get dressed.” I felt wounded right in the feels, women don’t turn me down like this, neither do they make me feel useless. What was she doing to me, and I wouldn’t care, and shouldn’t care right I never do? If a woman doesn’t want me, I move on to the next. Yet, not even that has happened before. But right now, I felt bruised. In normal situations I would call the guys and go get laid. But my father gave me a clear warning. First my ex-wife turned me down and now my current wife showed her extreme and clear disgust. I was losing my vibe, my charm. f*****g women