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Chapter 2
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2026-01-26 01:42:09~Ava~
I dragged my ass home from campus around six, still sore from Thursday’s “tutoring session” with Calder he’d kept me bent over his desk for two straight hours, alternating between looking at my pussy and making me read my own failed midterm out loud while he did it, like some kind of sadistic study guide. This man only watched me and did nothing. It was weird and hot too.
The house was quiet. Mom and Richard were supposed to be at some charity auction until late. Perfect. I needed to rest without mom saying some boring stuff and without that guy tryna act like my father. Like what the fuck. Who the fuck did he think he was.
I kicked off my shoes in the foyer, dropped my bag, and headed upstairs, already peeling off my hoodie. Jax’s door was cracked open just enough for the light to spill into the hallway. I was gonna walk right past it, I swear I was, but then I heard it.
My name.
Not just my name. My name moaned like someone was dying.
“Ava… fuck… Ava…”
I froze.
Another moan, low and ragged, followed by the unmistakable wet slap of skin on skin. Fast. Desperate. Like he was chasing something and losing his mind doing it.
I should’ve kept walking. I should’ve sprinted to my room, locked the door, and bleached my ears.
Instead, like the absolute disaster I am, I edged closer and peeked through the crack.
Jax was sprawled on his bed, jeans shoved down just enough, shirt rucked up to his chest, one hand wrapped tight around his dick and stroking like his life depended on it. His head was thrown back, neck muscles straining, mouth open, and every time his fist twisted up over the head he groaned my name again, louder, filthier.
“Ava… shit… just like that… fuck, Ava…”
His hips jerked off the mattress, abs flexing hard, and his free hand clawed at the sheets like he was trying to rip them apart. The sound was obscene (wet, sloppy, frantic), and his voice cracked on the second syllable of my name every single time, like saying it hurt and felt good at the same time.
I couldn’t move. My face was on fire, my heart was trying to punch through my ribs, and the worst part? The absolute worst? I was soaked. Instantly. Embarrassingly. My body decided right then that this was the hottest thing it had ever seen and betrayed me completely.
He sped up, breath hitching, and then he growled, “Cum on my tongue, Ava, fuck, let me taste you…..” and his whole body locked up. He came hard, thick ropes hitting his stomach, his chest, one shot even reaching his collarbone, and he kept stroking through it, milking every drop while moaning my name like a broken record.
I must’ve made a noise, because his eyes snapped open and locked on the door. On me.
For one second we just stared at each other. Him half-naked, covered in his own cum, fist still wrapped around his softening dick. Me standing there like a deer in headlights with my mouth open and my panties ruined.
Then his face went from shocked to pure panic to something darker.
I finally found my voice.
“You disgusting fucking pervert!” I screeched, loud enough to wake the dead. “I’m telling them! I’m telling everyone! You’re done!”
I spun around to bolt, but he was off the bed in a flash, jeans barely tugged up, lunging for the door.
“Ava, wait…yo yo yo….wait..”
“Don’t touch me!” I shrieked, shoving at his chest. He stumbled back, hands up, cum still glistening on his skin.
“It’s not what you think…”
“You were jerking off screaming my name! What part of that is open to interpretation, you sick fuck?”
He opened his mouth, closed it, then actually had the nerve to look embarrassed. “I…. I can explain…..”
“Explain what? That you’re a walking HR violation? That you’re gonna be in jail by tomorrow?”
Just then the front door slammed downstairs.
“Ava? Jax? We’re home early!” Mom’s voice, way too cheerful.
Shit. Shit shit shit.
Jax’s eyes went wide. “Ava, please….”
I shoved past him into the hallway just as Mom and Richard appeared at the top of the stairs, still in their fancy auction clothes.
Mom took one look at my face and frowned. “Honey, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing,” I snapped, at the exact same time Jax said, “She’s just in a mood.”
Richard raised an eyebrow. “You two fighting already?”
“Yes,” I said.
“No,” Jax said.
Mom sighed like this was the biggest inconvenience of her life. “Ava, sweetheart, he’s your brother now. You have to try to get along.”
“He’s not my brother, he’s a stranger who moved into my house and….”
“Ava,” Richard cut in, voice calm but firm, looking at Jax. “Son, whatever you did, apologize.”
Jax swallowed hard, eyes flicking to me, then to his dad. “I’m sorry,” he muttered, and it sounded so fake I wanted to punch him.
Mom turned to me, all soft and pleading. “See? He’s sorry. Now hug and make up. We’re a family.”
I stared at her like she’d grown a second head. “I’m not hugging him.”
Richard pinched the bridge of his nose. “Ava, please. For your mother.”
Jax just stood there, shirt still rucked up, looking like a kicked puppy who’d just been caught humping the couch. I could still see the shine of cum on his stomach. I wanted to scream.
Mom grabbed my arm gently. “Come on, honey. One hug. Then we’ll order pizza and watch a movie, okay? Like a real family.”
I opened my mouth to refuse again, but Richard gave me that look the one that said my mom would cry if I didn’t play nice. I hated that look.
“Fine,” I hissed through my teeth.
Jax stepped forward like he was walking to his own execution. I stepped forward too. We hugged like two people who’d rather be anywhere else. His arms barely touched me. I kept mine stiff at my sides. And his dick rose so fast, what the fuck.
Mom beamed. “There! Was that so hard?”
I could feel his heartbeat through his shirt. Fast. Guilty. Mine was worse.
Under his breath, so quiet only I could hear, he whispered, “I’m sorry. I’m so fucking sorry.”
I dug my nails into my palms so I wouldn’t do something stupid like cry or knee him in the balls.
Richard clapped his hands. “Pizza it is! Jax, go clean up. You look like you just ran a marathon.”
Jax pulled away fast, face bright red, and practically sprinted back to his room.
Mom looped her arm through mine and dragged me downstairs, chattering about what toppings we should get.
I followed her like a zombie, thighs sticky, ears ringing with my own name in his voice, hating him, hating myself, hating how my body still hadn’t calmed down.
Family movie night was going to be so much fun.
God, I was never surviving this house.
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