Eden High: Series 1 (Eden High 1-6)

“Obviously, because she got you to put your life in danger. She got you to make an ass of you and me. I guess that means that she’s the stronger of you two.

Looks like she came out the winner in this little skirmish, since she’s probably somewhere right now gloating at the fact that she got you to act like her.”

Damn that stung, I totally did not look at this situation like that. And where did he get off, what if he were in my shoes, just how well would he have handled the situation?

I was only too happy to show him the picture I’d downloaded, from Belle’s phone. Let’s see him explain this one away, though I’d had some time to think and maybe I’d been a little too hasty in my rush to judgment, but still...

He studied it for a minute before passing back the phone and looking at me.

“Nice try but she missed a few things. Look at this shit again.” I tried to see what he was talking about, but all I saw was the room that looked so familiar and the head...I couldn’t even think about it.

“What am I supposed to be seeing?”

“The drapes on the wall, they’re close but not close enough, look at the pattern again. Also the guy that appears to be eating out that skank, which by the way I’ve never done.

You’re the first girl I’ve ever put my fucking mouth on and I had to read up on that shit to learn how to do it right.

Now, if you’ll take a look at his shoulder, he’s not inked, so even if it was an old photo from my time with her, it’s still not me. I had my ink when we were together.”

Now that he mentioned it he was right. Why hadn’t I noticed any of that before I went off and acted the nut?

Now I was in a truck with a very pissed off jock, whose face looked like he could strangle me with his bare hands. Gulp.

I ought to skin that damn Mandy Taylor alive for getting me in this mess, idiot.

***

JACE

She didn’t say anything just sat there looking chastened and pissed.

I wasn’t sure what the fuck she was pissed about at this point, but my girl has proven in the last few days to be a bit volatile, if not downright nuts.

She’s been doing the very thing I’ve been trying to keep her from doing, letting Mandy get to her.

I’ve told her time and again that she has no reason to be jealous of Mandy, but that’s something she’s gonna have to figure out on her own.

Until then, I’ll have to find a way to keep her ass out of trouble.

I’m not sure if it’s a side affect of losing her virginity, or if this was a side of her that she’d kept hidden until now, but whatever it was, I had a mini Heather on my hands.

Lucky for me, I’ve had lots of practice dealing with my mom, or at least seeing her in action. Watching dad reel her in when she gets out of hand, which it appeared this one was going to have a problem with as well.

“You fucked up baby, I told you to leave her to me didn’t I? If you had done what I said, all of this could’ve been avoided. I’ll take care of it later, but you and I need to have a little talk about your fucking hearing problem.”

I took her home and up to my room. I didn’t say anything to her while I was taking her clothes from her body. I almost wished she’d put up a fight, but she just stood there looking contrite and let me strip her.

“Get on the bed.” She sat on the edge while I got undressed and joined her. I was angry as shit and trying not to show it.

I didn’t want to scare her, though I wouldn’t mind heating up her ass for being stupid. But I had better ways of dealing with little Miss. Sian.

Without another word I pushed her back gently against the bed and leaned over her. “I know just how to punish you for today, you’re going to take it and you’re not going to complain, because you know you deserve this and worst.”

I fingered her until she was ready, then climbed on top of her and sank in. I didn’t treat her to my usual.

There was no lost of control, no wild pounding, just slow easy strokes that had her panting beneath me and begging me to go faster, harder, more.

I turned my face away when she tried to kiss me and her eyes watered the second time I did it. “Look at me.” I made her hold my eyes with hers as I used her body against her.

The only place I touched her is where we were joined inside. My arms were stretched out by her head, her thighs were opened wide to cradle mine, and each time she tried wrapping them around me, I brushed them off.

I let her cum, but held mine off until she was pleading with me. “I’m sorry Jace, please stop.”

“Stop what Sian?” I kept stroking in and out of her as I awaited her answer. I knew what she was going to say already I just wanted to make her say it.

“Stop acting like you don’t care, like you’re just going through the motions.” She tried to get me to lose control by squeezing her muscles around my cock.

I knew this would bother her more than anything else, because I’d shared with her how much she made me lose control when we made love, and how she was the first and only person to ever do that for me. I had been trying to show her the power she wielded over me, so she’d know.

I’d told her about how I always knew when a relationship was over in the past because I lost all interest in sex with the person.