Jock Locked High Novels & Stories

She said as they walked down the arena aisle to get to their seat. It's so warm here, The sun's really doing a great job warming up this whole place.” He whispered to her hearing, Kissing her earlobes in the process. "You mean warming you up?" She asked naughtily, "Yes. Warming me up." He nodded. A few minutes before the game began, Jake gave Jacklyn black mamba jersey top and his too, Then a hand and head band. "You should have said you came all prepared." She said as she took the jersey and headband from him,

All he could see was Milo. He watched through a pair of high-powered binoculars as Milo exited the library. He saw the way Milo adjusted his oversized hoodie, trying to hide the "bouncy" curve of his rear that Jax found himself dreaming about. He saw a group of jocks walk past Milo, and Jax’s hand instinctively went to the heavy wrench he kept in the door pocket of the truck. His knuckles whitened. Don't look at him, Jax thought, a dark, possessive growl vibrating in his throat. Don't even breathe the same air as him.

Once inside he come to a standstill just looking who was waiting for him. “You are a difficult man to track down boy.” John Warren looked at his son arms crossed over his chest. “You stole Jazz from me. I will make you pay for that, bastard.” Allan Black replied looking glass eyed, almost like he was on something. “Well now Jack you certainly know how to make an enemy for life. You just had to interfere with the most lucrative deal I had in place featuring Jazz Duncan.” Barry from London said sweetly. Jack looked at the final man, the man keeps flicking his knife. He recognizes him as the silent creep from the woods. The man said nothing just keeps looking at him.

Jax tried to ease my worries. Beside us, Sophie and Cage were locked in their own battle. Sophie had just knocked down seven pins, and Zharn was hyping her up like she’d won an Olympic medal. Jax stepped behind me, lowering his voice near my ear. "You need to relax your wrist. Your power is in your wrist, Scarlett." My name rolled smoothly off his tongue. I stiffened at his closeness. "I am relaxed." He chuckled. "Not with the amount of tension in your shoulders."

"He only took off one lock. Maybe you should ask what's going on? To be honest, I've been driving ambulances for over ten years, and this is the first time I've seen anything like this." My gaze had just landed on Jake when he grinned at me. "I forgot to mention earlier, Mitch. It's 200 dollars per clamp. There are four clamps here, so you didn't pay enough." My anger instantly flared up. I jumped out of the ambulance and stormed over to him. "Have you lost your mind? 200 dollars per lock? Why don't you just go rob people instead? If something happens to Mom, I won't let you off the hook! Hurry up and unlock them now!"

"He doesn't belong to you!" Suddenly, Jack’s big figure appears out of nowhere. He storms up the steps, grabs both Jodie and Fenton's bandmate by the shirt, and hurls them back to the sidewalk. Jack let's go of the band mate and holds on to Jodie. Eddie and Derek flank the bandmate, Eddie grabbing him from the left and Derek ripping him from the right, pinning him against the hood of the car. Both of my brothers are yelling into the terrified guy's face: "Who the hell are you?!"

Jack stood at the front window of the general store, staring at the people outside. He had to be mistaken. There was no way in hell Jessie Coford would be here in Fort Mavis. He was pretty sure she'd never even heard of it. His stupid mind had to be playing tricks on him. Maybe it was because last night, just when he thought he'd gotten past it all, he had the most erotic dream about the two of them he'd ever had. When he woke up that morning, his cock was so hard and swollen he was afraid to bump into something and break it off. Even taking himself in hand in the shower hadn't done a lot to relieve the raging desire. His balls continued to ache all day, another painful situation.

He tried the other way, putting pressure on the shackle and the lock clicked several times. He tried 16-4-12 and the locker swung open. Josh smiled triumphantly. Beads of sweat fell off his forehead. Josh leaned backwards against another locker, his hands aching and sore. They peered into the dark confines and lo and behold! another box was fitted inside and was locked with a big padlock. "I got this". Hunter muttered and then swiped two bobby pins from Zoey's hair. He picked the lock, twisting around with the pins and the lock jumped o

Glory looked at him and saw the look of anger on his face. “Who are those guys jake?” She spoke with a sweet smile on her face though Jake could see that she was forcing it. “Football losers, they think they are the shit, but they haven't won a game in three years.” Jake rolled his eyes casually The Jocks must have heard the comment because they started to move towards the jeep once they saw Max get out of the car, they started to sprint towards him. Like lions sprinting toward a deer getting ready to go in for the kill. The murderous hunger in their eyes forces a fury filling Jake's chest resonating deep in his bones.