JAX (The Beckett Boys #2) - Olivia Chase Page 0,90

laughing, trying to calm him.

“It was, but— my god, I fucked you hard, Sasha.”

“And I wanted more,” I said coyly.

“I didn’t hurt you?” Jacob asked, looking unconvinced.

“I liked it. I liked all of it,” I said.

Jacob pressed his lips together, but then shook his head in disbelief. “I can’t believe I didn’t realize. You seemed so…certain.”

“You brought that out of me, I think,” I said, and eased myself closer to him. I glanced back at his cock, pleased to see it growing harder still. It was hard not to feel a little proud of myself, being able to illicit these reactions from him, inexperienced as I was.

I licked my lips— I’d never given a blowjob before, but I’d managed just fine with having sex last night, hadn’t I? I glanced up at Jacob, who was watching my line of sight carefully, looking cautious but eager.

Someone pounded on the front door— no, multiple someones, so loud that for a moment I thought it was the police or FBI or some other excitable government agency with a battering ram. I jumped backward, eyes wide—

“The fuck are you, Everett? Marcus wants us, now,” a thick, deep voice called out.

“Shit, that’s Greene,” Jacob said hurriedly. He jumped out of bed and sprang for the door, tugging on athletic shorts as he went. Before I could remind him that I was totally naked, he’d swung the front door open, revealing six football players so large they took up every inch of space I could see in the doorframe.

“We’ve been calling for like an hour, man,” the guy in front said.

“Shit, phone must’ve died last night. I was busy,” Jacob said, and spun around. He tore open his dresser and nabbed a t-shirt from the top.

“I see that,” one of the other guys snickered, and I realized they’d noticed me. I had a sheet pulled up around my body, but I still felt myself blush deep scarlet, embarrassed and more than a little horrified that Jacob didn’t even seem to notice or care that all this was happening.

“What’s it about?” Jacob asked, grabbing the wall to balance himself as he slid on a pair of sandals.

“I think he wants to try Adams out this Saturday,” Greene said. I saw Jacob’s jaw tighten, and from the way the other players shifted, I knew that this was a big deal—and recalled that Adams was the other quarterback on the team. It hardly seemed like that big a deal to me. So what if some other guy got to play in a game?

“Come on, man!” one of the guys in the pack urged, and Jacob grabbed his keys and hurried for the door.

“Let yourself out whenever!” he called over his shoulder without even meeting my eyes, moments before the door slammed shut.

I sat there, stunned. In his bed. Where I’d lost my virginity to him. Where he’d taken me, but never another girl. Where I’d allowed myself to think for a tiny, tiny moment, that given how hard he’d pursued me, that he’d left the party for me, that he’d taken me to the pool and here, that maybe I wasn’t another one of Jacob Everett’s many conquests.

I took a few long, deep breaths, willing myself not to cry. I’d wanted for Jacob Everett to fuck me, and he had— I hadn’t gone into it wanting a relationship with him, exactly. What was I so upset about? Hell, if anything, I’d gotten to be the first girl in his bedroom.

Probably the first of many, now that he’s done it, a voice in my head— that sounded annoyingly like Piper’s voice— said.

After all that, after everything, after the way he’d made me feel— the way I made him feel— it’d just been a one night stand.

Whatever. You’ve got class, and you don’t have time for a relationship anyway. Who cares? I scolded myself, and rose to find my clothes.

Chapter 11

There were worse things, I decided in the end, than being one of Jacob Everett’s one-night-stands. A week and a half later, there was no denying that that’s what I was. Jacob hadn’t called— how could he, when he’d never asked for my number, or I for his? He hadn’t come by my class again, hadn’t sent one of the freshman minions to my door with a singing telegram. He’d simply vanished. Once he’d finally convinced me to pay attention to him, he’d moved on.

Piper and Kiersten had seemed to buy the story I’d told them after sneaking back into the