JACOB
I got all tongue-tied when Alison asked me about Michael. I hope she didn't suspect anything was wrong. I could kick myself for almost losing my cool!
I decided to end things with Michael while I still could. Then, I wouldn't have to answer Alison.
It was Wednesday morning, so I waited patiently for him to come over for his tutoring session. He was right on time and walked in with a devilish smirk on his face. Does he not feel guilty about what we did at all? His cocky attitude was infuriating.
"Let's get started then," I said after clearing my throat. I led him to the kitchen and motioned toward the table so we could set up.
"Yeah," he said and dropped down on the chair in front of me.
"So, did you bring what I asked you to?" I asked.
Michael looked at me with confusion. "Bring what?"
"I told you. I wanted you to bring your latest graded exam so I can see what you need help with," I said irritabl
Oh Francis. Stop third wheeling.
Alison POV Today was a special day. Because it wasn't just any ordinary day, it was my older brother Jacob's wedding day. Life has a funny way of twisting and turning things because my brother was getting married to none other than Michael, my ex-boyfriend. I used to think Michael was the one for me, but now? I couldn't imagine him with anyone else other than Jacob. These two were completely and utterly in love, and I couldn't help but envy them. I wish I could find someone who loved me like that! "Looking hot, Ali. That dress really accentuates your perfectly round ass," Nolan whispered near my neck, and I nearly exploded in flames. This fucker did not know how to stop being an asshole! "Thanks, Nolan. I see you clean up well," I said. I refused to let Nolan piss me off on Jacob and Michael's special day! Besides, I wasn't giving him a fake compliment. I hated to admit it, but he looked good in his tux that was perfectly tailored to fit his body. I could see the outlines of hi
JACOBI kept my mouth shut as promised and didn't make fun of Michael as I watched him dance around the kitchen, wearing an apron.God, I wish the apron was the only thing he was wearing though!We never did make it to his parent's house to break the news to them. Instead, we both decided to wait a few more months. Then, after a while, we decided to invite them over to our house.Our house...it feels so strange to call it that, but Michael and I decided to move in together because why should we even bother waiting when both of us knew we couldn't live without each other?"La la la ladi da da hmm," Michael was humming a tune I couldn't recognize. He seemed to be in a relaxed mood and that shocked me. Wasn't he nervous about his parents visiting at all?"Aren't you worried about how your dad will react?" I asked."Hmm? Why would I be worried?" he waved the spatula at me, then started stirring the pot."Because the last time I checked, he is homophobic and possibly would have a heart att
MICHAELJacob drove me absolutely bonkers.How can someone be so criminally sexy and be so insecure at the same time?And so dumb sometimes. Like right now when he was grilling me about the guy in the flower shop. I mean, seriously?"Jacob..." I tried to make my voice sound deeper, so he knew how serious I was being. "What are you even talking about?""That guy at the flower shop was flirting with you, and you were flirting back," Jacob grumbled.I lifted my eyebrows. "I was?""Okay, not really. But you were really friendly.""I am always friendly, Jacob," I laughed."That's a problem."I laughed even harder, earning a glare from him. After I asked him about how he saw his future with me, we had an emotional moment. He told me how much I meant to him, and he'd go through all the obstacles to be with me.It was going great. We were kissing and hugging in the car. But then...somehow, he circled back to his jealousy over some guy I don't even know? This silly man."Why are you talking ab
JACOBI had, for my entire life, always considered myself a confident guy. It helped me in life, especially in the dating department. Like, I wasn't stupid—I knew I was good looking and funny too. But dating Michael tore at my self-confidence sometimes...A few weeks after comfortably dating and seeing each other, I was beginning to question why Michael was with me. Did he like me, or was I just the first available guy he could find?That last thought always managed to slash at my heart. Even though him and I discussed this many times. But still! What if Michael wasn't really that into me? What if that were the case?Unlike me, Michael was extroverted and usually got along with anyone he met. It was sometimes infuriating how the guy always smiled at others and received smiles in return. I was certain Michael could cajole a burglar into turning themselves in.He was charming. And beautiful in this irritating way. He was shorter than me and less muscular, but he made up for it with hi
JACOBI grinned as I watched Mikey struggle to put his pants on. After we got cleaned up, I offered him to lay on my chest and rest, which he happily did. But even after that fifteen-minute nap, he still looked worn out.Poor guy, did I break him?I honestly didn't mean to go so rough on him, but watching his smooth round ass bouncing under me? Fuck...that was a sight to see. And his sweet little moans weren't helping either. I wanted to pound him harder and harder, feel every inch of him. Love him, taste him, worship him.Hopefully, he wasn't too disturbed by it and will let me do it again. Over and over."Could you stop staring at me? You are giving me the creeper vibe," Michael barked, earning a chuckle from me."That's not what you said when I was ramming into you, balls deep and..."Michael raised his hand, his face already turning beet red. Aww, is he feeling shy now? "No need to recount the events. I remember it well."More like his tight little butt remembered it."Cool. Ready
MICHAELJacob was driving me crazy.My dick hurt in my jeans; all I wanted was to get off. I had gotten to the stage where I didn't care if we made it to the "more" part of our relationship."Just touch me. Let me touch you. I can't stop. I just can't," I heard myself admit.My mouth was running away from me. I couldn't shut up. Words spilled out of me as I pushed and tugged at Jacob to get him into his bedroom.His big body bounced as he fell backward onto the bed. I followed him down, mindless beyond wanting to grind against him.I straddled his thigh with both of mine and pressed down. Hard. I was so hard."Woah!" I yelped as I was rolled to the side underneath Jacob in a move he had to have learned in the military which was---disturbingly hot.Jake grinned at me, a smile full of teeth and sharp lust as he said, "Trust me, Mikey. I'll take care of you."Rutting up against his thigh, I whined, "When? Before I come in my pants? You talked pretty big about wanting me to lose it on you