Chapter Twenty-nine: A Drunk Mistake

Jake was the last person Meredith expected to be standing on the other side of her door. Why the fuck did he come here when she looked a mess.

From a young age, Meredith’s mother taught her that appearance was everything. She drummed it into her daughter's ears that no man should see her without makeup, and Meredith has diligently followed this teaching.

She never left the house without makeup or dressed as if on her way to Oscar.

Tonight was different. Her hair looked messy, her face stained with tears and makeup, her eyes slightly swollen.

“Jake!” Meredith gasped, sweeping her hand through her hair to straighten it up, not that it helped.

“What are…?” Meredith’s words trailed off as she noticed the state Jake was in.

“What happened?” She took a step toward Jake, her face full of concern for the teenage boy, and her sorrows pushed back down to the pits of her mind.

Jake didn't respond to Meredith’s question but stared at her with a smoldering gaze. The intensity of his stare caused Meredith to pause with her questions and really look at Jake.

He seemed different. She couldn't put a finger on his countenance, but it felt like something dark. Instead of arousing fear inside Meredith, it caused a shiver of excitement down her spine.

Despite her thrill, she focused more on caring about Jake’s welfare. Looks like they did a number on you, she said gently, her fingers moving to Jake’s face to caress his split lip and swollen bruises.

The expression on Meredith’s face is one that Jake craves right now, for someone to look at him like he matters. To stare tenderly at him, to care that he is hurt. He wanted that person to be his girlfriend, but unfortunately, his girlfriend hadn't given him the time of day.

He felt starved for affection and was willing to seek it anywhere.

A dark smirk pulled at the corner of his lips as his brown orbs deepened with lust. “You should see the other guys,” he purred in a low, deep, sexy tone that caught Meredith’s attention.

Meredith looked sharply into Jake’s eyes and gasped at the heat pouring off their depth.

“Jake, what are you doing?” She stammered in a shaky tone, taking a step back from her friend and the boy she was in love with, who at the moment looked nothing like the sweet boy she was used to but like a predator waiting to stake his claim on his prey.

“What you have been begging me to do,” Jake replied with a sly smirk, his voice dark and full of promises. Promises that caused Meredith’s pussy to quake with hunger.

Meredith’s heart began to pound loudly in her chest as she took another step back, her eyes fixed on Jake’s hungry ones.

As Meredith retreated, Jake advanced until they were in the living room. Jake reached out to take the bottle in her hand and drank until he finished the content.

It's a good thing that Meredith already drank two-thirds of the drink.

While Jake gulped the red wine, Meredith watched his Adam’s apple move with desire, her mouth dry and her heart thundering in her ears.

When he finished with the wine, Jake tossed the bottle to the couch and turned his drunk gaze on Meredith, his eyes revealing what came next.

Meredith swallowed thickly and took another step from Jake. “Jake, wait!” She raised her hand to stop Jake when he advanced on her again, her voice shaky again.

Jake stopped and raised a brow at her. He was amused at her attempt to play coy when they both knew she wanted this.

Yes, Meredith desperately wants Jake to fuck her brains out right now, but she is scared that things will go back to being the way they are when he regains his senses.

She is aware that Jake is here because he is drunk out of his mind. Can she compete with her best friend?

“What about Adira?”

Jake’s confidence falters slightly; a look of vulnerability peeks through his cold amour before he repairs the cracks. “What about her?” He asked coldly. He came here to forget about the blonde, not to be reminded about her.

Meredith opened her mouth to speak, but Jake didn't give her the chance. He went to her in two long strides, lifted her into his arms, and crashed their lips together.

Meredith instinctively wrapped her legs around Jake’s narrow hips as she kissed him back, her hands spread over the side of his head to keep him in place.

Jake moved them with their lips eating out each other toward the wall and slammed Meredith’s back against it.

Meredith didn't register the pain as she was focused on enjoying Jake’s lips and the feelings he evoked inside her. She never believed this day would come. A day Jake would fuck her.

Maybe there is hope that the boy kissing her would return her feelings someday.

Thinking about a future with Jake somehow made Meredith hornier. She moaned loudly into Jake’s mouth and grounded her hips against him. She gasped in both shock and excitement when Jake reached under her short skirt to rip her panties off.

Jake used one hand to unzip himself and lined his hardened cock against Meredith’s pussy. He moved his hips back slightly and then thrust it forward into the blonde’s cunt.

“Ah!!!!” Meredith screamed as her pussy stretched to accommodate Jake’s enormous size, her body trembling from the feeling of pleasure and pain that rocked her nerves.

Jake grunted and panted as he thrust himself in and out of Meredith, his pace furious with one goal to peak. He kissed the blonde aggressively, his hand clasped tightly against her ass to keep her in place while his lips ravaged her lips and neck. He was like an animal in heat.

He fucked Meredith so hard that she could barely get air into her lungs, and all she could do was feel until her climax rocked her world and wrought a piercing scream from her.

Jake groaned as he came as well.

The two panted for air as Jake’s head dropped into Meredith’s small bossom.

A few seconds later, Jake's eyes cleared from the influence of alcohol, and he got back his senses.

His head flew off Meredith’s chest like it was hot coal.

“Fuck!” Jake exclaimed as the gravity of what he had just done struck him.

Still struggling to regain her senses from what they just did, Meredith looked down at Jake with worry. “Is everything alright?”

“What have we done?” Jake cried, looking up at Meredith with anguish in his eyes. Meredith’s heart shattered. The one thing she feared was happening.

She blinked back her tears to console Jake, who looked like he just lost his whole world.

“Hey!” She tried to get Jake’s attention, but the teenager was lost in his world.

Adira is never going to forgive me. “What have I done?” Jake cried in a low voice, wishing he could reset the hand of time or, better still, take his life because he couldn't bear to see Adira look at him with hate and disgust when she learned he betrayed her.

“Hey, look at me,” Meredith ordered, grabbing Jake’s cheeks to get his attention. When she felt his brown eyes on hers, she opened her mouth to speak, ignoring her heartbreak at the anguish in their muddy depths.

“We are not going to tell her.”

“What!” Jake looked at Meredith in shock. It never occurred to him to keep this from Adira. He doesn't like lying to her, and unlike her sister’s incident, which he did to protect her, this is a product of his stupidity. He shouldn't have drunk so much.

Even though it pained her to keep what happened between her and Jake a secret, Meredith had no choice. This is what is good for everyone. She knew from the beginning this could happen and still wanted it, but she wouldn't let it hurt the one person she loved above everyone else.

She will protect him.

“Yes, Jake. This stays between us.”

“But…”

Meredith shut Jake’s mouth with a single finger on his lips.

“Trust me,” she said softly.

“Thank you,” Jake said and withdrew from Meredith. Meredith winced, and Jake looked at her with concern. “Did I hurt you?”

Meredith smiled at him and shook her head.

“I think I was a little rough,” Jake scratched the back of his head, feeling a little ashamed.

Meredith brought her thumb and finger to demonstrate a tiny bit, her grey eyes filled with amusement. “But I liked it,” she added with a blush.

Jake smirked at her and then turned serious. "I am sorry," he said softly.

“For what?” Meredith asked, even though she knew why he was apologizing. She knew he regretted what had happened between then, but she didn't expect him to apologize for it.

“I shouldn't…”

“Don’t,” Meredith shushed him.

“I am sorry,” Jake said softly, feeling awkward. He felt like a cad for taking advantage of Meredith’s feelings for him and wanted to apologize sincerely, but the blonde wouldn't let him.

“And quit saying that,” Meredith snapped again.

Jake opened his mouth to apologize again but instead nodded his head. He noticed Meredith wince as she tried to move, and a wave of shame rocked his body. He reached down and gently swept Meredith off her feet.

Meredith squealed in shock. “What are you doing?!”She asked, throwing her hand around Jake’s neck.

“I hurt you; I take care of it,” Jake said as he carried her upstairs toward her room.

Adira arrived home and stayed back in her car for a few seconds, her head thrown backward as memories of the last hour of her life replayed like a loop in her head.

She ached deliciously between her legs, and her nipples felt hard and still swollen even though it had been minutes since her sister's lips were around them.

She groaned helplessly as she felt her body awakening to another feeling of desire. Even though her sister fucked her severally before she let her go, her body still craves more.

She was in trouble because, with the way they left things, it looked like her sister wouldn't let this happen again.

She exhaled deeply, knowing she had no choice but to try and forget the most incredible night of her life.

She opened her door and stepped down before walking toward the house. She nodded her head at the night patrols before she walked inside.

The house was quiet, and the evidence of the dinner cleared away.

She moved up the stairs to her room. She opened her door to find her mother waiting for her, and the mess she had left earlier had been cleaned up.

“Mum!” Adira gasped at the sight of the older blonde. “What are you doing here?” She asked, walking farther into her room, her heart racing.

“I'm Waiting for you,” Luna Grace answered calmly, her eyes focusing on her daughter. She could feel something was different about the younger woman, but she couldn't say what.

Adira frowned, went to sit on the bed beside her mother, and asked, "Why?"

Luna Grace stared at her daughter for a few seconds before she responded.

“Jake is not your mate, right?”