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“What the fuck is going on between you and Jamal?” he asked.

I sucked in a breath, my heart pounding in my chest. “Nothing.”

“You’re fucking lying to me,” he said through clenched teeth.

“I’m not.”

Just like you didn’t lie to me years ago, telling me that you wanted me more than anything, just to get into my pants, I thought.

Jace stared down at me with those raging brown eyes, a strand of his dark hair falling into his sculpted face. He slid his tongue across his lower lip and roughly grabbed my chin in his hand, burying his face into the crook of my neck. “Was I not enough for you Friday night?” he asked, drawing his nose up the side of my neck and growling deep in my ear.

I shuddered against him and glanced down the hallway to make sure nobody was watching. I wouldn’t be caught dead with him this close to me, especially now that he was my stepbrother.

“Did you have to go be a slut with one of my teammates?” he asked, his words coming out rough and raw.

I didn’t know whether he was fucking with me or if he was hurt.

He pushed his thumb hard against my jawbone, stroking it. “I’m the only one you get to slut around with,” he said, slipping a hand into my leggings and drawing a finger down my folds. “I’m the only one who gets to touch your pussy, fill you with my cum …” He slapped his palm against my cheek, and I clenched. “Slap this pretty little face of yours.”

Wetness pooled between my legs, and I could feel the heat crawling up my neck. My nipples hardened under my bra. All I wanted was for him to slip his fingers into me and make me beg for him to slap me again, spank me even. It was so fucking wrong to feel this way after everything that had happened between us …

But he knew exactly what he was doing.

He pressed his lips against my ear. “Remember that your stepbrother still owns this pussy.”

Still. Not now. Not two years ago. Still.

He and I both knew that I hadn’t been with another guy since him. I refused to get my heart hurt again … or maybe I didn’t want to give my heart away because he still had it. Maybe that was why I was filled with so much hurt and agony around him, watching him be with so many other girls when all I wanted was for him to be mine.

I swallowed my pride and stared up into his eyes, refusing to give him any satisfaction that I was enjoying this. “If I was seeing Jamal, I don’t think that’s any of your business, Jace,” I said through clenched teeth, returning his intense glare. I pushed myself into his chest to get him to move. “Now, let me go to Biology in peace. I’m already late.”

Jace stared at me with a twitching jaw and anger in his eyes … maybe there was even hurt in them too. I couldn’t tell. He was always good at hiding his feelings, at acting like he didn’t give a fuck at all, kicking me to the curb like I was nothing.

“Go.” He surprisingly stepped out of my way. “Don’t want to ruin that perfect reputation of yours because of me.”

I stared at him for a few moments, completely taken aback. Why was he so frustrating to understand?

I don’t care,I reminded myself.

I shook my head and pushed past him, leaving for Biology and leaving him behind. But I didn’t want to. I wanted to stay and try to understand him.

Maybe tonight, I would.

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