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Carson
“Wow.” I whimper, feeling how thick he is stretching me. I squirm a little bit and he hisses.Oh my god. Did I hurt him?“Do that again,” he moans in my ear. I wiggle a little more, getting used to feeling so full and he shudders. I gently run my nails over his back and shoulder and his hips thrust harder, making me gasp.
“Sorry. I am trying really hard to take this slow, baby, but I only have so much control.” He groans. His voice is lower than usual and he reminds me of his brother.Crap. I shouldn’t be thinking of someone else right now.“No. I liked that,” I say quietly. He pulls his head from my neck looking into my eyes checking to see if I’m lying. I reach up and set my palm to his cheek bringing his lips to mine once more. The lights are off, but the moonlight shines through the window giving me a hint of vision. I rub my hands over his chest, gently grazing his nipples, he shudders and gives a little thrust with his hips. I let him go and gaze into his eyes. “I trust you, Jase.” His eyes glaze over with is that guilt? He goes to pull away, but I don’t want him to. Why is he trying to? I wrap my legs around his lower back and move my hips against his, making us both moan. I do it a few more times until he gets the idea and starts to roll his hips, pressing me harder into the bed, grinding down on my clit with every rock. I take his lips once more, and he kisses me slowly, passionately, with every stroke of his tongue he rolls his hips. I moan louder and he starts to pick up his pace. I’m close, and by the way he’s shaking. I think he is too. He pulls away and buries his head in the crook of my neck, mumbling things I can’t make out. I reach down and grip his ass, grinding him harder against me. Lighting sparks on my clit and I explode, clenching him tight. He grinds one more time, making me whimper and he groans, pulsing inside of me.
“Wow,” I gasp like an idiot when I can breathe again. He chuckles into my neck, before pressing kisses there, along my jaw, then to my lips. He starts to pull out and I wince. “Did I hurt you? I tried to be gentle,” he whispers into my mouth. “I’m okay. Thank you, Jase,” I say, pressing my lips to his once more. He pulls back, avoiding my eyes and gets off the bed, grabbing some sweats on the way to the bathroom. The water runs for a moment, before he walks back over to me with a washcloth. I reach to take it, but he moves between my legs, pressing it there. I gasp at the sting and he gently wipes, before tossing it into a laundry hamper. Climbing back onto the bed, he reaches over, rolling me to his chest, before covering us with a blanket. I’m drifting off when he starts to hum a tune I’m familiar with. It’s beautiful and haunting. I think he whispers something, but I’m not sure what it is. I close my eyes and sigh, snuggling closer to him. I enjoyed the sex, but I think I like the after part more.
A noise pulls me out of the best sleep I have had in a long time. I roll over to cuddle into the warm body I fell asleep to, but no one is there and the sheets are cold. I sit up, looking around, but I’m alone. Wow. My eyes start to water and I can feel the sobs about to escape my lips. I never thought Jase would be the one to blow me off after sex.
I find my clothes on the floor and throw them on. My panties are ruined so I leave them and pull my jeans up. I put my bra on and my shirt as fast as I can. I just want to get out of here. Last night was perfect, he made me feel so loved, but now I feel destroyed. I grab my bag and the door handle, turning it. My hand shakes and I close my eyes, slamming my forehead against the wood. Something crinkles, jolting me back. I open my eyes. A sticky note is in front of me.
Cara
Last night was great, sorry I had to leave.
I’ll talk to you later.
X Jase
I yank it from the door and scrunch it in my hand, before chucking it on his bed. Yeah like a note, even one as vague as that will make me feel better. I throw the door open and rush down the stairs, pulling out my phone. I call Memphis, but it goes to voicemail after two rings. I don’t leave a message and I don’t send him a text. What is happening between us? Am I really losing my best friend?
e
I skip classes for the next two days, lost in my thoughts and misery. Connor comes over and holds me on the couch, watching stupid shit, trying to cheer me up. I try to let him, but I can’t get out of this funk. He stops whatever we were watching and sighs, pulling my face up to his. “Are you ever going to tell me what happened, Cara? You haven’t been acting normal since Monday.”
I snuggle down closer to him and groan, burying my face into his chest. “I’m so stupid Connor. I decided to just let things go and act a little wild and now my head is all a mess. I slept with Jase and I thought things went well, but he wasn’t there the next morning and I haven’t heard from him since. Maybe I was so awful, he just doesn’t know how to tell me,” I rant. His chest shakes and his arms wrap around my lower back tighter. Is he seriously laughing at me right now? I smack his arm and he snorts. “I’m sorry. I know it’s not funny, but I can promise you Cara you weren’t bad. Jase hasn’t been at practice all week. Something happened. Lay and East are gone too.” I glance up at him and he gives me a smile, lowering his lips to mine. He deepens it and pulls me on top of him. I straddle his lap and he groans into my mouth. “So tell me, did Jase have you this way?” he asks, grinding me onto him. My breath hitches and I shake my head no. He gives me a wink, before lifting me off him. “Tell me to stop, Cara.”
I grab his wrist and pull him down to hover over me. “Don’t leave me the next morning,” I whisper, and his eyes flash in anger. “Never, Cara.” I grip the back of his neck pulling his mouth to mine. Reaching down he pulls my shorts off, before gripping his hoodie I stole and pulling it over my head. I’m not wearing a bra and he groans, attacking my breasts. I reach behind him and grab his T-shirt, tugging it until he pulls away and rips it off. He rolls over and pulls me back onto him, pulling down his shorts with his other hand. I grind down and moan.Wow.I don’t think I’ll ever get over the feeling of skin on skin. I need to get on birth control. I sit up and kiss his lips again. His dick finds my center and thrusts in hard. I wince, panting into his mouth.Holy shit, he’s big. He freezes and squeezes his eyes closed tight, taking deep breaths. I wiggle and he groans. I sit up, letting him pull out. “Shit I’m sorry.”
I give him a smile and he leans down to his pocket grabbing a condom. “Can I try?” I ask sheepishly and he hands it over. I hold the foil packet in my fingers, before ripping it open and pulling out the sticky, thin barrier that is supposed to stop us from making a big mistake.How could something so delicate, be so protective?I inch down the bed a bit and grip his cock, placing it over the tip and rolling it down slowly. Once it’s on I glance up at him and he smirks, grabbing my arms and pulling me back up his body. I position him at my center and he inches in slower this time. I wait until he is fully seated once more, before shifting my hips. He feels so deep and I’m so full.I think I like being on top.I start to slowly circle my hips, and his hands grip my thighs, showing me what to do. He moves me back and forth and I shudder.Oh my god. Doing it this way hits my clit every time. I bite my lip to keep quiet, but he doesn’t like that. Reaching up he puts his thumb on my bottom lip, pulling it from my teeth. “I want everyone to hear your moans, your screams, and, baby, you will scream,” he says, gripping my hips tight and bouncing me. I toss my head back and let him control my body as he wishes. My moans get louder and I’m close to the edge. I just need something to throw me over. A hand grips my throat and squeezes gently and I collapse on his chest, panting hard as I clench him tight and drip down his thighs.Why is sex so messy?He thrusts one more time hard then tightens his grip on my hips, making me wince. I wouldn’t be surprised if there are bruises.
e
A few weeks pass and I become even more confused.
“Girl, you’re straight fire,” Sassy says, taking in my Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz costume, with a few improvements of course. I laugh. She’s dressed like Ruby Rose and I’ll admit she looks hot. “You too babe,” I tell her with a wink. She blushes and looks off towards the door. We’ve been standing outside Hawthorne House for a few minutes now. I’m trying to get the courage to walk up those steps, and strut into the cesspool of bullies and bitches. I’m hoping to get a few minutes alone with Jase. He came back a few days ago a totally different person. He looks like he hasn’t slept in weeks. I’m worried about him. I know Lay is too, but he claims everything is okay.
“Okay, let’s do this,” I finally say, and Sassy grabs my hand in support. I shove past sweaty bodies and glance around for one of my guys. East is doing body shots off of one of my sisters, and as I roll my eyes, he catches mine and shoots me a wink. I move on until I find Xavier and Connor playing beer pong. Connor gives me a steamy kiss that gets me all heated and Xavier tries to cop a feel. I laugh and pull away, “You’re crazy, Xavier,” I tell him. He gives me a big smile, but it doesn’t reach his eyes, leaning down he whispers in my ear, “Can we talk soon? There’s something I wanted to discuss.” He pulls back and shoots another ball into a cup making the other side groan, then looks at me, raising his brows in question. I nod and he gives me a big smile, before pressing a kiss to my lips. I pull back, opening and closing my mouth in shock. He laughs and Sassy grabs my arm, pulling me away.What the hell was that?
I climb the stairs, reaching the top. I spot Lay and Jase on a couch in one of the rooms. Jase looks stoned out of his mind. His hair is greasy and he looks like hell. I enter the room and Lay jumps from the couch pulling me into a tight hug and a hot kiss. I go to deepen it, but he backs away. “Hi,” I whisper and he smiles. “Hi, Carson,” he says, taking my hand and pulling me to the couch between him and Jase. I turn to talk to him, but he quickly stands, moving towards the bathroom. “I feel sick,” he mumbles before slamming the door behind him. Tears prick my eyes, but I blink them away. “I should go,” I say, then stand and rush out the door. I know Lay is calling my name, but I can’t take this right now.
Since losing my virginity to Jase, he seems more distant. Everyone warned me, but I just ignored them. I really thought he was the one, otherwise I never would have given him something I always thought Memphis would have. I should have just waited.
Jase
I can’t do this anymore. The guilt is eating me alive. Plus I’m lying to Lay. I can’t keep holding her and kissing her after everything I did.
“Babe, you okay?” Lay asks, knocking on the door. I sit on the side of the tub, and let the tears roll down my cheeks. I wipe them away and clear my throat. “I just need some space. I think I ate something bad, go enjoy the party, Lay,” I softly shout so he can hear me clearly. “If you’re sure? I love you, J,” he says, before walking away. The bedroom door shuts and I let the sobs escape my throat.
I went home the past few weeks and tried to tell my parents about Penny and the blackmail, but the words never came out. I thought maybe my father could help us. Maybe we could pay Penny off and make all this go away. I should have known, nothing could stop the inevitable. Penny has had us by the balls since freshman year. The night I finally got the balls to go have a conversation with my father, Penny texted with a video of Cara and East together, threatening to show the whole college unless I manned up and came back. So I did, because I’m weak. East bitched about leaving the maid and chef, but sucked it up when our mother suggested we hire a chef. I immediately thought of Cara and her amazing meals, but that would just make things even more complicated. Since being back, I can hardly keep anything down, and thankfully Lay is buying the whole thing about having a stomach flu, because I don’t know how to tell him that I have been hiding things from him. He made me promise to find another way to get the tape back and leave Cara out of it. I wish we could have, but Penny is relentless and I don’t know why.
Someone knocks on the door. I wait for them to leave but it opens instead. East stands there with a bottle of tequila and a bag of chips. “Mind if I crash?” he asks, before taking a seat in front of the sink.
“Why are you miserable?” I ask, and he laughs, but it’s hollow. “Because I’ve fallen for a girl that only sees me as a friend and I’ve destroyed her life, but she doesn’t know it yet,” he says cringing after taking a deep pull of the liquor. “I can’t believe you went through with it,” I say quietly. He huffs and takes another swig. “I barely made it through, J. After she fell asleep I threw everything up I’d eaten that day, before crawling into my bed and crying like a little bitch. I don’t know what was worse. Having her fall asleep in my arms, or listening to her cry the next morning.” My head jerks at that, “Why was she crying? Did you hurt her?” I stand up ready to kick his ass and he gives me a sad smile, shaking his head. “I couldn’t risk her knowing it was me, so she woke up alone, but I left her a note,” he says with a shrug.
Heels click on the hardwood and I glance up to a devil, no literally, Penny is dressed as the devil. “Why so blue, we should be celebrating, won’t be long now till the little trollop is gone,” she says with a big grin on her made up face. I shiver in disgust and East grunts. “You got what you wanted Penny, now give us back the tape.”
She throws her head back laughing, then turns and walks out. “This was only step one boys.” she calls over her shoulder, before slamming the door behind her.
