“What's the meaning of this?” Bryan's voice comes out loud again, almost accusing. It makes me slightly uncomfortable, after all, he sounds like I'm doing something wrong.But what could be wrong? As far as I know, Jasper is single — and so am I. So how could this be wrong?“Are you really with this guy?” Bryan asks loudly, his voice obviously shaking, and his hands clenched into fists.I frown.“You can't be with this guy, Scarlett.”Bryan starts walking towards us quickly and, on a protective impulse, Jasper disentangles himself from the wall and puts my body behind his, putting himself in front of me and releasing my waist.“And why she can't?” Jasper asks with a serious tone.“You're not right for her.” Bryan says with his voice filled with hurt, and even if he disguised the tone of his voice, it could still be seen all over his face.“And who's the right guy for her? You?” Jasper asks sarcastically, making Bryan's eyes get even sharper. “The boyfriend who kissed another girl in f
Jasper obeys, sitting down on the bed… I can't quite read his expression, but when I kneel exactly in front of him and fit between his spread legs, I notice his breathing gets heavier. He's staring at me intently, watching my movements… I know this because my skin is heating up under his gaze.But I ignore it and open the first-aid kit, reaching for a gauze and antiseptic… When I look at him again, I can't help but hold my breath, holding on his thigh, feeling the stiffness of his muscle against my palm. I try to push the thoughts away, and get myself up to his height; Jasper is so big that, even sitting down, I struggle to get at his size.I lean towards him, and he moves forward slightly too, to the point where our breaths become one. His eyes are on my lips and his breathing is becoming more and more hard… When Jasper slowly raises his gaze again, I feel like I might melt.“Why are you looking at me like that?” I force myself to ask, pushing him by the shoulder slightly to add dis
Jasper turns to me abruptly, looking with surprise all over his gaze. He sticks out his tongue, like to moisten his lips, but stops before it touches the wound, probably because he remembers my scolding….“Are you serious?” He asks me after a long moment of silence, bringing his hand to his chin.“Don't make me regret it.” I say seriously, and struggle to keep my attitude stiff when a silly smile breaks out on his lips.He moves in quickly and gives me a quick kiss on the lips — but grunts soon after. Ah, the wound…Then he lets out a laugh and rests his hands on the mattress, one on each side, trapping me, and leans in, almost brushing our lips together, but just mixing our breaths.“It's too late to regret it… it's extremely rude to withdraw an invitation once it's been made.”I pout… I'm not going to withdraw the invitation, even if it makes me angry, because I know it's the right thing to do. Still, I try to look serious… which doesn't last long, since Jasper's smile is catching a
“And how will we get to know each other better?” I ask, feeling my heart speed up slightly at his seriousness.“How about we ask each other questions?” Jasper suggests with a teasing smile. “I'll ask you something, and then you can ask the same question back or just ask something else that interests you.”“Like a game?”“You can look at it that way.” His smile widens. “But there's no point in lying.”“How would you know if I'm lying?” I reply with a playful tone, but only to tease him, after all, I wouldn't lie.“I just know.” He teases me back, but with a mysterious tone that makes me arch my eyebrows.“Do you have superpowers?” I giggle at my joke that doesn't sound so funny when said out loud… and my laughter slowly withers, noticing that there's an enigmatic smile on his lips.“Superpowers isn't quite the word, but my instincts are pretty good… and so are my senses. My sight, taste, hearing, touch and even smell… are extremely sharp.” He straightens up in bed, resting his arm on h
Jasper presses me against his body, bringing his other hand up to my neck… And when he rubs his bruised lip against mine, I hesitate for a moment. But since he makes no mention of feeling any pain and is forcing my mouth open to his tongue, I just close my eyes and surrender to its softness that sends shivers through my body.I rest my hands on Jasper's shoulders, feeling the bulging muscles, his soft, warm skin, while he pushes his tongue further in, kissing me with his flat tongue, moving it in swirling motions against my fearful tongue. I lean my body over his, resting my breasts against his belly, giving myself completely to the pressure he puts on my ass.Running my hands up his shoulders, I reach his neck and curl my fingers around the back of his neck, deepening the kiss even more while Jasper slowly moves his body forward... making me sit on the bed, fitting himself between my legs.And he keeps moving forward until my back is completely sunk into the mattress, letting out a h
I open my eyes fearfully, noticing that Jasper is lying down too, on his side, increasing the pace of his fingers while rubs his erection against my hip. I swallow hard and guide my fearful hands to the bundle in his shorts, which even though it's not thin as his basketball uniform, I can feel how stiff it's when I place my palm on it.When I touch it, Jasper lets out a hoarse grunt that sends shivers down my spine and encourages me to squeeze it gently, making a single motion, going from the tip to the end, and then up again.The intensity of Jasper's gaze leaves me breathless, or maybe it's the way he leans to kiss me while penetrating his fingers quickly, leaving me full, longing for something even thicker and harder… Honestly, I don't know what's happening to me… where this fire, this burning desire comes from… But I want him to feel it too.I rotate my hips slightly, sideways like him, and lift my leg, resting it on his hip. Jasper's eyes get even more intense, and he swallows a
This second stage was very similar to the first. The fifty-six people were split into groups again, and this time I'm in group C with Kevin. But that's not a good thing, as the second stage is an elimination one.There was a test of ten questions more difficult than the previous one. In each room, there was a giant timer that stopped every time a candidate finished the test. So to pass, you not only need to finish the test in the allotted time (one hour) and before ten other people, but also achieve the minimum score.It's really quite a tough contest, even for me, who is used to pressure and complex equations like that. Still, I wasn't the first in my group — it was a guy called Alfred Johnson, who finished in a surprising fifteen minutes and got all the questions right. I confess that I felt slightly intimidated, especially when his eyes were on me several times.The second to finish was Kevin, with twenty-one minutes, and also all the questions correct. I was happy for him, of cour
While we're walking to the court, I look proudly at the wristband Scarlett gave me. My heart warms funnily because of something so silly… It's the first time I've ever felt this way.Hah, honestly… what I want most is to put this game aside and take her back to the hotel-My thoughts are abruptly interrupted when I feel a hand pull me by the arm, dangerously close to my wristband. It makes my blood boil and I have to control the growl that threatens to escape from the back of my throat.I close my eyes and take a deep breath because I don't have to look at to know who dares to act this way.Bryan is holding my arm tightly. His grip is firm, and I know he's trying his hardest to put his strength into it, and doesn't seem to care if he hurts me before the game — in fact, he seems to want to hurt me. But he will need a lot more than this if he wants to cause me any pain. Even his little punch caused me nothing but tickles… though I need to thank him for that… after all, thanks to his act