hand away and took control, licking and sucking, taking my cues from his responses. His hand fisted my hair and the guttural sounds coming from the back of his throat had me so turned on that I was rubbing my thighs together while I sucked him.
Thanks to the school gossip mill, I knew this wasn’t his first, and I wanted this to be the best blow job he’d ever had. But what I hadn’t expected was that I would love doing this for him.
“Lila. Fuck,” he said, his voice strained. “I’m going to come. You don’t want—”
It was a warning but I paid it no attention. I did want it. All of it. All of him.
I was all in and even as he tried to pull away, I kept my hand and my lips wrapped around him.
“Fuck, Rebel.”
I lifted my eyes to watch him. I loved this. I loved watching him fall apart for me. With his lips parted and his eyes squeezed shut, he was so goddamn beautiful that I wish I had a photo to preserve this moment.
Warm, salty liquid spurted down my throat and I drank it all, swallowing every last drop.
When I released him, I couldn’t help it. I pulled a face that made him laugh. “It’s so salty,” I said. That made him laugh harder, although it was silent laughter because we were in his bedroom doing something we shouldn’t be doing.
“Happy birthday to me.” He stripped down to his boxer briefs, turned off the desk light and climbed into bed then turned his back to me. “Close the door on your way out.”
My stomach dropped but I gritted my teeth and balled my fists, forcing back the tears that stung my eyes.
If it weren’t for the fact that his parents were down the hall, I would have slammed the door on my way out. But I didn’t even get that satisfaction.
I brushed my teeth three times. Rinsed and spit. Rinsed and spit. Trying to rid my mouth of the taste of Jude. But it didn’t work.
I could still taste him on my tongue. This night had been an epic fail. And even worse than what I’d just done? I’d left the wrapped gift in his room.
I had to get it back before he opened it.
Chapter Fourteen
Jude
“Did you see the way Kelly’s been eye-fucking me?” Reese asked when we stopped for a water break. A few of the girls from the cheering squad were hanging out by the bleachers watching our practice. Hated to break it to Reese but Kelly wasn’t interested in him.
“Kelly’s looking at Austin Armacost who’s standing right behind you,” I said, replenishing my electrolytes with the sports drink that my mom bought by the case, ensuring that our pantry was always fully stocked.
Reese looked over his shoulder for confirmation. “Goddamn. I thought she was looking at me.”
“Dude. They’re never looking at you,” Tyler said, dousing his head with water from the plastic bottle in his hand. “Face it. You’re gonna die a virgin.”
“That’s harsh. Brianna’s still holding out on you, huh?”
“I’ve moved on. Your mother was up for it.”
“You son of a bitch. Leave my mother out of it.” A few of the other guys on the team joined Tyler in ribbing Reese about his mom. By now he should be used to hearing shit like that. His mom was hot and all the guys teased him about her.
I tuned them out and checked my phone, chuckling under my breath when I read Brody’s text.
L’s searching your room. Turned it upside down. Did you steal something of hers?
Only her virtue. And her pride. I couldn’t believe she’d gone along with it. But damn if it wasn’t the sexiest thing any girl had ever done for me. Technique aside, it was the best blow job I’d ever had. Because it was Rebel, down on her knees for me. Which was something I never thought I’d see.
As an added bonus, she was now my foster sister. My dad had told me and Brody, in no uncertain terms, that she was off-limits to us. We were supposed to treat her with respect. Like she deserved my respect. She deserved nothing from me.
But let’s face it, the forbidden aspect only made it that much hotter. What other boundaries could we push?
“Was she the one who gave you those crabs?” Austin asked Tyler, jolting me back to reality as I stashed my phone in my sports bag. Obviously, I’d missed something. “That shit was nasty. Did