Lahat ng Kabanata ng PAY TO BREAK ME: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Jack’s PovThat isn’t even my name.I don't answer.I should say no immediately again. Because it wasn't possible. What, was I going to take off my mask and sit across from him in a restaurant?I couldn't.And even if I could…I turned around, and placed the flowers on the table. Even having held it in my hands, I almost couldn't believe that he'd brought me flowers.I reached for him, pulling him forward. Aaron let himself be dragged, sporting a small smile. I hesitated, my heart beat pounding in my ears, before I leaned in and placed a kiss on his lips.I told myself it was a thank you, just a quick show of gratitude for the gift.He received my kiss hungrily, capturing my lips with his. Aaron's hands wrapped softly around my waist, as if I might break if he removed too quickly, a moan rumbling in his chest. The room was slightly cool, and his hands were warm against my skin. His tongue swiped against the seam of my lips. I opened for him, panting, as my tongue slid against his.Ju

Aaron’s POVWhy was he doing this to me?My leg tapped on the floor briskly and my eyes clamped shut. I filled my lungs, willing my breath to settle. It felt like my brain was floating in a pool of endorphins and I wanted to hold on to that with both hands.I had barely come down from my high before I felt Jay's body weight climb on top of me. I moaned at the delicious contact but when he lifted my legs, my eyes popped open.He was looming over me, his pale blue mask glittering like stars on a ceiling. His eyes were blue too, a deep colour that looked black with how wide his irises were. God, they were so pretty.I was sure he would be so pretty too. Because his hair was pretty; a messy, gleaming blond. His skin was pretty; tan , gently kissed by the sun. His lips were pretty; pouty and pink and able to drive me crazy. Oh, and his body. It was the type that needed to be fucking immortalized in stone or something. I wanted to paint him, even though I couldn’t paint.I would learn. A

Aaron’s POV As soon as I could move again, I stood, dabbing myself off with the wipes. I slid on my clothes, ticking my mask in the pocket of my sweatpants. I pulled my phone from the other pocket and clicked it on. Kyle had texted me back, a string of emojis that was almost as lewd as what had just happens to me, his response when I told him I would be seeing Jay tonight. I always told him, because that meant I was asking him to say I was at his if my parents called. My legs on Jay’s shoulders… Fuck. I sighed, a smile pulling my lips upward at the thought. I hadn't even left and I was already reminiscing. I went over and lay back on the bed, over to one edge and began scrolling on my phone. It was almost nine. Seeing the time made me yawn. I'd sleep really well tonight. By nine thirty, I glanced around the room, perusing because I was getting bored. It really was pretty empty, didn't even have a clock. They should try to get a clock in here. Ten o'clock had me yawning,

Chapter 23: Run-In IIAaron’s povJack's hand was just on my waist!I hurried away, mostly scared but a little confused. I knew that had happened but wow, what hadjust happened?He had reached for my shirt to drag me forward, all menacingly as Jack usually was. But he hadalso pulled me closer with his other hand… settled just above my hip.And the most surprising part of it all was that — again! — I felt the need to moan. Fuck, he hadme feeling some type of way.But I held it in, because I would have killed myself if I did. Jack would have probably killed metoo doing that a second time.This was all Jay’s fault, unleashing his arousal within me. I missed him—I tripped.I gaped, my elbow slamming against the ground as I fell.Fuck! I must not have been looking.I turned over groaning.I turn to see a boy standing over me laughing, my eyes inadvertently glimpsing Jack. He waswatching us, intently.Wow. I hadn’t tripped, I was tripped. He must have sent him, must

Jack's PovI came down from the high of Jack making me cum too quickly.I couldn't fully enjoy it. It felt like we had regressed somehow. He made me cum, quietly,mechanically almost. It was different than usual.He didn't even let me talk, the whole reason I said yes to it. I knew it would be weird but I figuredit would just be best to say my piece anyway.As soon as he started, he just put his hand over my mouth. And as soon as he took my dick intohis mouth, I was gone anyway. Now, I wish I hadn't let him do that to me because it didn't help.“Don't come back,” he whispered harshly. “If you do, I'll have you banned from the club.”“Jay—”Then he just left. I stared at the door he had just walked through feeling like I was the paid sexworker.He didn't even take the flowers.I got up, wiped myself down, feeling sticky on the inside and left.I got a cab home, texting Kyle that I had left, closing the chat even though his message came inimmediately after mine. I cou