Page 151 of Treacherous
Jayden’s other hand skates down my body. He pauses his thrusts, and a whine leaves my covered mouth.
“Again, Red.”
Again? He wants me to come again. Is he delusional? I bite his hand, smiling as he yelps and pulls it away from my mouth.
“You little brat,” Jayden seethes, before fingers pinch my clit, and he slams back into me.
I suck in a breath. How the hell is he still going?
Jayden cages me in, dragging one hand over my hard nipples. I moan as the flames begin to grow once more. “Fuck.”
My body throbs, begging for another release. Everything is so sensitive, though, as soon as he circles my clit, I come again.
“Fuck, Sweetheart. Your cunt is addicting,” he says, groaning into my ear. “Are you nearly there? I’m about to come.”
I nod, quiet sobs falling from my lips as I let myself fall victim to the fire inside me. Jayden's grunts travel to my ear, and I can’t help but run my hand over his back, digging my nails into his shoulder blades. His body tenses, and I feel his cock jerk inside me.
Eventually, Jayden’s thrusts grow slower, his breath dancing across my neck. He pulls out and rolls off me. Jayden takes the condom off, carefully tying it before throwing it in the bin beside his bed. The room is silent, except for our ragged breaths.
My brain is going one hundred miles an hour as I process what just happened. I slept with the one person I told myself I never would, and more importantly, I fucked my best friend’s brother. Fuck. I’m a terrible friend.
He turns toward me. “Having regrets already?”
I laugh. “Nah, just thinking about your sister and how this probably makes me a terrible friend.”
Jayden blanches. “Please don’t bring Jazmine up when we are both naked. Besides, she doesn’t have a say in it. We’re consenting adults and that’s that.”
I roll my eyes, jumping when he touches my throat.
“The pressure wasn’t too much, was it? I was blinded by rage and trying not to blow my fucking load too quickly.”
I laugh. “It’s fine. I liked it.”
Jayden’s fingers continue to graze my skin, and my stomach drops. Usually, my no-kissing rule prevents emotional intimacy, but as he touches me, it feels as if he is reaching for my heart.
I fucking hate that I love it.
I clear my throat. “I think we should keep it between us for now. I know most boys on the team will figure it out eventually, but until then it’s a secret.”
Jayden’s jaw tenses, but he nods, nonetheless.
“Also, we’re exclusive. No fucking, kissing, or dating anyone else. If you find someone you want to go out with, tell me and we'll call it off.”
“Agreed. What about you?”
I glare at him. “It applies to me, too, but I don’t date anymore.”
Jayden’s face softens. Shit.Please don’t ask.I repeat this mantra until he replies.
“Neither do I.”
He doesn’t date? To be honest, I haven’t seen himdateanyone since Allison. But if I were driving when my partner got killed in a car accident, I wouldn’t want to date anyone either.
I clear my throat. “Great, so we’re in agreement?”
“Yes,”
I sigh before leaning down to my armpit. “Jesus, I stink. I need a shower,”
