The Boyfriend Game

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Chapter 11- Rule Breaker

Jax’s POV

I sat in my car fuming. After everything I’d told her she’d kicked me out like that. I watched her door and minutes passed but Spencer never came out. Of course she would kick me out and not that asshole pretty boy she called her friend. He’d made it clear he’d gotten into her pants last night and he instended to stay there.

My hand smacked the steering wheel. “Fuck!” I yelled into the silent car. I couldn’t believe I’d punched her. I ran my hands through my hair, tugging at it before smashing my forehead into the wheel. “Son of a bitch!” I yelled into the empty car. I knew I couldn’t sit here all night waiting for Spencer to leave. She’d made her choice obviously.

After all I’d told her. I couldn’t believe I’d allowed myself to be so vulnerable again. After everything that went down with Gionna I told myself I wouldn’t do it again. Fall for a women, let my guard down. I peeled away from the curb, tires squealing. I wasn’t sure where I wanted to go but I couldn’t sit there anymore wondering when Spencer was going to leave.

Was he in there fucking her again? Was he buried balls deep into her perfect heat? I pounded the steering wheel again in anger. She’d slept with that stupid prick.

Shame washed over me as I remember punching her again. I was blinded by my anger, only seeing red. My fist had flung out and she’d jumped between us. There was too much anger and momentum to stop it. Then when I tried to touch her and she flinched from me, my chest ached at the memory. I clutched the wheel, my knuckles white while my foot held the gas pedal to the floor.

She’d made me feel things for her. Things I hadn’t felt in a long time. Then she turned around and slept with another man. My heart raced as my face heated up in anger. Then I knew exactly where I was going. With screeching tires I whipped my car around and drove across town.

I took a moment to collect myself in the lobby. I took a few deeps breaths and straightened out my clothes. In the elevator I saw the anger in my eyes and the set of my jaw. A few more deep breaths helped center me. Once the elevator stopped on the correct floor I strode out briskly and knocked on the door to apartment 412. Pasting an easy smile on my face I tucked my hands into my pockets.

The door swung open and Olivia’s eyes went wide. “Hey lady, is now a good time?” I asked her, making my voice go low and seductive. I watched the flush creep over her face.

“Oh Jax hi, yeah now’s fine.” She stepped to the side and I walked past her slowly. I pulled my hands from my pockets so I could accidentally brush them against her stomach.

I stopped right past the door and turned to look at her. She must have been working because there was a laptop and a glass of wine on the coffee table surrounded by piles of papers. She was wearing fabric shorts and a band T-shirt. Her hair was pulled up in a messy bun and she had two pencils sticking out of it. She looked sexy as hell and I found myself licking my bottom lip, all thoughts of Sofia fled my head.

“Sorry to interrupt.” I waved toward the couch. “You weren’t too busy were you?”

She smiled shyly, her hands clasped behind her back pushing her chest out. “No I probably needed a break anyway. Who wants to work on depositions all day.”

My smile broadened as I drew closer to her. “A little early for wine.” I quirked my eyebrow at her.

She let out a sigh. “I may have been working for the past 15ish hours.” She bit her lip. I reached out and cupped her face with both hands.

“I think it’s time for a break. And I know just what will take your mind off it.” Her blues eyes darkened and her breath hitches. I leaned forward and stopped just shy of her lips. “Breakfast.”

I dropped a quick kiss on her mouth before heading toward her kitchen. “Now I’m no chef but you need sustenance.” I began moving around her kitchen, pulling out pans. She plopped down on a bar stool and rested her head in her hands.

“I guess eating wouldn’t hurt.” I dug in her fridge and found some eggs. In the cupboard I found some bread. I cracked the eggs over the pan and popped two slices in the toaster. Turning around I leaned against the counter. “Not like I’m complaining but why have you shown up at,” she glanced at the clock, “around 10 am to cook me breakfast?”

I shrugged. “I was thinking about you and was hoping to spend some more time with you.”

Olivia’s eyes lit up as she smiled at me. I smiled back before turning to flip the eggs. When the toast popped up I spread some strawberry jam on it. Sliding the eggs onto a plate with the toast I slid it on the counter to her. I leaned against it across from her, “Bon appetit.”

She picked up her fork and broke open her eggs. Using her toast she soaked up some yolk before popping it in her mouth. “It’s not a Gordon Ramsey breakfast but it’s more hearty than the two cups of coffee I’ve consumed.” I chuckled gently.

“Would you like me to curse at you?”

She scrunched up her face in mock concentration. “Depends. What will you be cursing at me for?”

“Who eats their fucking eggs like that? Goodness woman were you raised in a barn?” I put on a mock British accent and Olivia burst into laughter.

“That was awful,” she giggled, “Please never do that again.” I grinned at her. She ate the rest of her breakfast and then grabbed a towel to wipe her hands and mouth. “Thanks for the food but you didn’t eat anything.”

Now my smile really widened. “Oh I have plans to eat.” She furrowed her brow in confusion, looking past me to the pan.

“I think I ate it all. Would you like me to cook something for you?” I walked around the peninsula. Olivia swirled on her barstool to face me. I rested my hands gently on her knees. Pulling them slightly apart I slid in between them. I leaned down until our faces were inches apart.

“That’s not the breakfast I’m craving.” I saw her eyes widen in understanding. Her eyes darted to my lips. With a smirk I dropped my lips to her in a gentle kiss. Her arms went around my neck and I moved my hands to her waist, pulling her against me. We kissed deeply for a few minutes and when I pushed my tongue against her lips she opened for me. Our tongues swirled around each other lazily as I held her tightly.

We broke away slowly. I grinned down at Olivia. Taking a step away from her I trailed my hand down until I grabbed hers. With a tug I pulled her up. Slowly I walked backwards taking her with me. She looked at me wide eyed, her teeth captured her lip. My back hit her bedroom door and it swung open. Without words we walked into her bedroom, I pulled her tightly against me. “Jax I...” she began to say. I covered her mouth with my finger.

With a smile I slid my hands down her body, hooking my thumbs in her shorts. Slowly I bent down pulling them and her underwear off her body. Once I was eye level with her pussy I nudged her legs apart. She shifted her stance so I could lean forward and lick her slit. “Oh,” she said softly, her hand finding my hair. I ran my hands up her legs and held her apart as my tongue flicked out to taste her again. She shuddered gently. With a soft chuckle I continued to gently lap at her entrance, which was beginning to slicken with her juices.

She let out soft gasps and shudders as I continued my assault on her. Her fingers dug into my scalp as she held onto my head. I swirled my tongue over her clit until she bucked her hips and came with a soft cry of my name. I smiled against her as I continued to lick her gently. She released her grip on my head and I stood up. I licked my lips as I stared at her. “The best breakfast I’ve had in ages.”

Olivia let out a small laugh as she shifted slightly on her feet. “I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have let you...” I bent over and cupped her ass in my hands pulling her tight against me. Instinctively her legs wound around my waist as her hands gripped my shoulders. I walked over to her bed and laid her back on it, crawling up her body to press kisses along her jaw and neck. “Jax let’s think for a moment...”

I pulled away and looked at her. “I don’t want to think Liv, I just want to feel. I want to feel you shuddering underneath me as I drive you to orgasm after orgasm. Ok?” She stared at me for a moment before nodding her head slowly. “Good.” I said, reaching down to pull her shirt above her head. Once that was off I pulled the pencils out of her hair and watched the silkiness tumble over her exposed breasts.

My fingers rubbed her nipples gently. She arched her back with a soft moan. Feeling new determination to have her screaming my name I stood up and quickly pulled my shirt off and pulled my pants and boxers down. Once I was naked I trailed kisses up her legs and across her tummy until I reached her breasts. I captured one nipple in my mouth while I rolled the other between my thumb and index finger. Her moans were so soft and gentle. I pinched her nipple harder and she shot up off the bed.

“Ow Jax,” she pushed my hand off her breast and rubbed it gently. “Could you be a little more...gentle?” She asked. I gave her a blank look for a moment. I just knew Sofia wouldn’t want me to be gentle. At the thought of surging into Sofia balls deep and pounding into her so hard she slid across the bed my cock jumped to attention. But Spencer was probably doing that now. With a lazily grin I apologized.

“Sorry, got a little carried away.” I kissed her neck gently and she laid back. “Do you have a condom?” She nodded and pointed to her end table. Reaching over I pulled out a box. Using my teeth I ripped one open and slid it down my length.

Gently I placed myself at Olivia’s entrance. I bent down and kissed her on the lips while I inched myself inside her tight wetness. She groaned into my mouth. Once completely inside her I stopped moving, just held myself there as guilt flooded into me. I was only doing this because of that stupid fight. Then images of Sofia naked while Spencer drilled into her flickered through my head and anger flooded me again.

Reminding myself to be gentle I rocked in and out of Olivia. Her legs wrapped around my waist as I pushed my hardness in and out her. She tightened around me and I felt her grow slicker as she orgasmed. I began pushing in and out of her faster. My forehead rested against hers and I closed my eyes. Chocolate eyes and raven hair flashed across my mind and I sat up, pulling Olivia’s legs up to my chest as I surged deeper into her. I used one hand to circle her clit in smooth strokes as I dragged my throbbing cock in and out of her. Once I felt her slipping into another orgasm I threw my head back and came into the condom separating us. I didn’t say her name in fear the wrong one would slip out.

I laid myself down gently on my back as Olivia snuggled into my side. “Holy shit that was amazing. I don’t think I’ve ever orgasmed three times in a row like that.” She giggled softly as I traced small circles over her naked back. “Thank you,” she said sitting up and placing a sweet soft kiss on my lips. I forced a smile out.

“I’m just glad you enjoyed it.”

She snuggled back down against me. I closed my eyes and evened out my breathing as I imagined Sofia’s face. If she knew what I was doing here she’d be crushed. And just like that I felt like the worlds biggest piece of shit.
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