I very quickly got what I wanted.
“Now it’s my turn, I’m going to fuck you so hard,” Jack told me, grabbing me and flipping me over, then hoisting my hips up towards him so I was forced on my hands and knees. It had taken only seconds, but he was now behind me, with the hardness of his shaft rubbing against the juices of my sex.
Before I knew it he was pressed against my entrance, and sliding inside of me. He waited, letting my walls stretch to accommodate his girth. It didn’t hurt as much as last time, but was still enough of an intrusion that I began to moan.
I closed my eyes as Jack began to pound in and out of me. He grabbed my hair, pulling it, hard enough to pull my head back and turn me on even more, but not so hard that it hurt.
“Do you like that?” he asked as he entered me, in and out, over and over.
“I like it. I like it,” I moaned back. With every thrust of his body inside of me I pushed back, thrusting hard against him, matching his every stroke.
The pressure built up inside me once more, and I knew I was going to come again. With every thrust Jack let out a little grunt, and as they got harder and more frequent, I knew he was coming close to his own orgasm.
“I’m going… oh God, I’m going to come,” I cried out again, and as the now familiar waves of pleasure washed over my body, I could feel Jack coming inside of me as well, pressing inside of me as hard as he could, his hard shaft spurting his seed deep inside my sex.
We collapsed on the bed together, both of us completely spent. I lay on my back, staring at the ceiling, the only sound that of my and Jack’s breathing mingling together.
I didn’t know what was going to happen now. Once could be considered an accident, a mistake, succumbing to lust, trying to get it out of my system. Twice was a habit.
And I had to be honest: it was a habit I didn’t want to stop.
“So, where do we go from here?” I asked Jack. “Is this just sex, or is it more?”
Jack grinned as he looked over at me. “You’re not really one for subtle hints, are you?”
“I can never pick up when people are hinting at me, so I never do it myself.”
He got up and swung his legs over the bed, reaching down to grab his pants.
“I think we should see each other again. You know, maybe go out and stuff. I promise I won’t be as much of an asshole. How’s that sound, Jules?”
I actually liked how he called me Jules. Everyone else used my full name, his little nickname made me feel loved.
“I’d like that. But we have to keep it secret. I mean, we’re not blood relatives, but I’m not sure people are going to be especially open-minded about it if we were openly in a relationship.”
“Works for me.”
With that he slipped on his pants, then came over and kissed me softly on the lips.
“I’ll see you around then. Don’t worry about cleaning up or anything, no one comes here except me so I’ll handle it, this is my secret hideout,” Jack told me as he threw on his shirt and left the cabin.
“For sure,” I replied. Had I just gotten into a relationship with my brother? The asshole that I hated for months after moving here? I was pretty sure I had.
Chapter Nineteen
“That’s so weird. I wonder what changed,” was Tina’s reply when I told her about Jack taking me out horseback riding. Of course, I left out a few details. Namely the sexy times we had in the cabin afterwards.
“I guess he was just really glad that I stopped him from getting in trouble with the cops and probably the University as well.”
“Yeah. But still, most people if they’re assholes to begin with will always be assholes.”
“True. I guess he’s realized that our parents are going to get married in a few months so I’m here to stay. I don’t really know,” I answered, shrugging. And the truth was, I still didn’t know. There were so many secrets behind Jack’s bad boy veneer, and I knew I wasn’t coming close to discovering any of them.
“Well, since he’s not the biggest douchebag ever, I want dibs on him, seeing how hot he is.”
I burst out laughing. “Absolutely not. He’s going to officially be my brother in a few months, he is off limits.”
“Fine,” Tina replied, giggling. “But if he has any equally hot friends that you can meet now, you have to let me know.”
“Not a chance, I’m keeping them for myself,” I replied, sticking my tongue out at her. “Meet your own group of super hot guys.”
Before Tina had a chance to reply the professor came into the room and immediately demanded silence to begin the lecture. Tina and I rolled our eyes at each other, seeing as it never took longer than fifteen seconds or so for the whispers to die down, her reaction was completely overblown, but whatever.
After class we were at the gym with Annie, where I filled her in on the previous days’ events as well, when I suddenly got a text.