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
Honestly, I don't know what happened.When the whistle blows at the end of the last quarter, our defeat is decreed.… Yes. We have lost.We just drag ourselves off the court, with our shoulders slumped and our spirits so low they're almost touching the ground. The coach's expression isn't the best either… he looks furious, but doesn't say a word… until we reach the locker room-“What the hell was that?” The coach shouts, making the vein in his neck pop and pulse strongly; there are even droplets of saliva escaping out of his mouth. “What the fuck was that play?”It was a chain reaction… a domino effect. As Bryan made his ridiculous mistakes and the adversaries' baskets went in, the whole team began to get nervous and desperate. Eventually, all the other players started to perform poorly. It really was a pitiful game.“Don't you know how to handle pressure?” The coach shouts even more, beating his chest roughly. “Are you fucking little girls to get worked up over a little pressure?”I
Jasper has been acting strange ever since we got back to the hotel… I never imagined he would be so shaken up by the team's defeat. It was a surprise to me too, especially because Bryan seemed different, too absorbed. His mistakes shook the team and led them to their downfall.It makes me impatient in a way.Jasper opens the bathroom door, stepping out of the shower in shorts that has seemingly thin fabric and bare chest. Inevitably, my eyes are drawn to the curves the six packs make on his abs. And I can't help but notice the drops of water trickling down his skin, following a dangerous path that gets lost in the waistband of her shorts….Stop it, Scarlett!I force myself to raise my eyes, watching the clumsy way Jasper rubs the towel through his straight black hair, so soft I can still feel it in the palm of my hand. He also rests his eyes on me and gives me a subtle smile.“Why are you looking at me like that?” He asks suddenly, making my face heat up.“L- Like what?” I stammer, my
Just like the first time I met Jasper at that club, I naturally feel drawn to him… and even though reason screams inside my head that we shouldn't be doing this, I can't help but feel my entrance burn with anticipation.He rests the soles of my feet on his abs and closes my legs slightly, finishing removing the clothing that lie between us. Then, Jasper kisses the corner of my lips and places the tip of his dick against my clit.I swallow a moan that makes him close his eyes.Slowly, with truly torturous slowness, he guides the tip down, until it finally finds my soaked entrance. And this time, it's his turn to moan low, with his breathing getting heavier.“Can I put the tip in?” Jasper asks huskily, his voice so needy it makes me shudder. And when I nod, he doesn't hesitate for a single sec — and thrusts his hips forward slightly, starting to drive the dick into me.I throw my head back, biting my lips, feeling a wave of i
Jasper turns me sharply, sticking my belly onto the mattress, and with firm hands, he pulls my hips up, forcing me to keep my hips up, resting my head and arms on the bed.I bite my lips, delighting in the way he runs his whole hand down my back, his rough palm sliding down back to my ass.“You're so hot…” He murmurs low, caressing my body carefully, almost like I'm something precious. “Feeling you is the best thing in the world, Reddy.”I close my eyes, feeling the goosebumps on my skin.“I can't forget… ever since that night at the club, you've been on my mind all the fucking time…” He confesses, bringing an intense heat to my chest and entrance that pulses with anticipation. “I keep wondering how I can make you mine.”Before I can even comprehend his words, Jasper burrows deep into me again, in a deeper penetration… so deep that I moan loudly, completely forgetting that
The third stage of the competition, as expected, managed to be even more difficult... Since out of the forty people who competed, only ten will advance in the competition. This time, we were not divided into groups or separated into rooms. The test was applied in the same way and, just like the previous one, there was a huge timer.Only ten people - that's real pressure.Because of my performance yesterday, I thought I would feel fearful about the result and maybe doubt myself, but my body is so light, my mind so clear and calm... somehow I knew I would get through it.And to my real surprise, I was the second to finish the five even more complex questions - it was exactly seventeen minutes and fifty-three seconds. Kevin was fourth, with twenty-three minutes. I was happy for both of us... even though I knew that one day we might face each other. But it's best to leave these worries for when they actually happen. At least, that's how I'd like to take things from now on.Not least becau
"What are you two doing?" Jasper asks, even though his eyes are on Bryan. He quickly walks over and stops beside me, running his hand down my lower back and holding me close to his body. Even though this is a clear act of possessiveness, I kind of like it...."Just settling things between us..." Bryan says looking at me softly. "Our breakup was pretty messy, I wanted to apologize for what I did and said... I can understand that I was an idiot now.""Really?" Jasper tries hard to look like he doesn't care, but I feel his hand waver on my waist.Bryan gives a cynical smile, and I feel the tension building here...."Jasper." I call out softly, lifting my face to look at him, and I feel my chest warm as he looks back at me. "You guys can't miss this one, okay...?""Yes, Reddy. I'll win it for you." Jasper leans in to kiss me, but Bryan clears his throat, and that causes me to lower my head and his lips brush against my forehead... My face is burning so bad, damn it."Let's go to the court