Once he got beneath the hood and started to see the damage, it would be easy to fix.

  Right now, he wasn’t thinking about cars.

  “I’m sorry for … snapping at you.”

  “What are those rules?” Jared asked.

  His dick was rock-hard. Staring into Gina’s brown eyes, he wanted to kiss her. He’d been wanting to kiss her since they were kids.

  He never did.

  His biggest regret was the summer before they got to high school, when shit got complicated. She’d been wearing those little shorts, and even as kids, she’d been on the bigger side, curvy. His dad had once said he liked them big, for something to hold on to, and even though at the time Jared had ignored it, he did in fact agree.

  Looking at Gina, he wanted to hold her. No, he wanted to fuck her.

  “It’s not a big deal. We can flesh them out in our own time.”

  “Gina, I know you. You’ve already got a list of rules,” he said. Why was she being evasive?

  Rules and schedules were things Gina grew up by. Her mother would put a winter chore and summer chore on a board, every single year. Gina’s routine was always fleshed out, and unless her dad was home, it was stuck to.

  Jared had spent many times helping Gina take out the trash or weeding the yard. Not that her mother didn’t do her fair share, she did. She wanted Gina to learn to be self-sufficient, so there wasn’t anything she needed anybody for.

  Gina slid around him. The towel wasn’t long, and he got to see her legs.

  When she bent forward to grab her notebook from the coffee table, it was just one flash too much. Without thinking about what he was doing, he closed the distance between them.

  This was wrong. He knew that.

  They hated each other. Well, she hated him, but he still wanted her.

  When Gina spun around, he was there. She nearly fell as she jerked back, but he had his arms around her. Within seconds, his fingers were in her hair, and he pulled her close, slamming his lips down on hers.

  Sweet, fucking perfection. That was exactly how her lips felt. Like they were made to be kissed by him.

  One taste just wasn’t enough.

  He wanted to kiss her again. Then again. Jared didn’t want to stop kissing.

  The notebook was in Gina’s hand, but it fell to the floor as her hands went to his chest. He expected her to push him away. To call him a perv, or to break this … connection.

  She didn’t.

  Her hands slid up, and up, until they were wrapped around his neck, and that was all he needed to grip the rounded, supple curves of her ass.

  Gina let out a gasp, and as she did, her lips opened. He plunged inside, tasting her. She met his kiss, pressing her tongue against his own. He stepped Gina back, and they both fell down onto the sofa.

  They stopped kissing, and as they did, Gina looked up at him with wide, confused eyes.

  “We shouldn’t be doing this,” Gina said.

  “Why not?”

  “You … I…”

  He took her hand and pressed it against his dick. “You and I don’t have a single problem, baby. We know this. Are you wet for me?”

  “Jared?”

  “Are you wet for me?”

  She glared at him.

  “You think I don’t know what that look is all about?” he said. “I grew up with you. I know that you don’t want to admit the truth. I bet your pussy is soaking wet.”

  “We’re roommates, Jared. There should be rules and boundaries, and chores.”

  He pressed his face against her neck and breathed her in. “Please tell me that some of those chores involve me licking that wet pussy.”

  She gasped as he put his fingers on her knee and slowly slid his hand between her legs, getting closer and closer to her sweet cunt.

  He wanted to feel her. To touch her.

  The moment he pressed his palm against her, he couldn’t look away, especially as she was soaked. Sliding his fingers between her slit, he grazed across her clit. As he caressed her nub, he watched Gina sink her teeth into her bottom lip.

  “Don’t fight it, Gina. Come for me. Let me hear what you like.”

  “We shouldn’t be doing this,” she said, gasping.

  He grabbed her hand and placed it against the hard ridge of his cock. “Why not? We’re both adults. None of our parents are going to come home, and I want to see you come for me, Gina. Come for me, and scream my name.”

  She arched her back, and Jared wanted to see all of her.

  Releasing the small knot at the edge of her breasts, he opened the towel, exposing her body to his gaze. He nearly came in his pants like a teenage boy.

  She was fucking exquisite.

  Full, ripe tits, a small, curved waist, a rounded stomach, and thick hips and thighs. She was his dream. More than a generous handful. He did like his women curvy, but the only woman he wanted was Gina.

  Chapter Three

  This was wrong.

  His touch set her on fire. Gina wanted to deny all of this, but she couldn’t.

  The pleasure was out of this world. She didn’t want it to stop. It was intense.

  Two of his fingers pushed inside her, thrusting hard and deep as his thumb teased across her clit. She was so close to orgasm. She’d never been this close before.

  Her last boyfriend had gotten so fed up waiting for her to have an orgasm, he’d stop, climb between her thighs, and finish himself, leaving her to finish herself. She’d never been able to be free, to let loose, but Jared’s fingers were made of sin.

  When he leaned down, still fully clothed, and took one of her nipples into his mouth, Gina felt an answering quake between her thighs, making her arch up and scream his name.

  Jared moved to her second breast, devoting the same kind of attention to the other.

  She was lost in a sea of pleasure. All at Jared’s hands.

  Touching his thick cock, she marveled at the length. So long. So thick. It was fucking beautiful. She hadn’t even seen it yet, but what she felt was a dream to behold. Squeezing the length, she released a moan.

  Perfection.

  Jared twisted his fingers inside her pussy, and then, she felt like she was coming apart as he thrust her into oblivion.

  The shockwave of her orgasm took her by surprise. She couldn’t think as he worked her pussy, driving her higher than ever before. She cried out his name as she came.

  This had never happened before.

  Jared’s lips were on hers, kissing her. He worked her body, drawing her orgasm out of her until there was nothing left for her to give. Her body was his to command.

  A fire.

  A fever.

  All his.

  Gina expected reality to douse out the flame, but it didn’t. She stared up at him, and all she wanted was more.

  So much more.

  In the back of her mind, the Gina who followed the rules screamed at her to run to her bedroom. The woman who had just had the best orgasm of her life didn’t want to run away. She wanted to stand her ground, to see what was going to happen next. To explore this man. To relish every taste and whisper, every single morsel, to not give up.

  She listened to that woman. All her life, she’d followed the rules.

  She grabbed Jared’s shirt and worked it up and over his head, tossing it to one side. They attacked his jeans together, and Jared was more of an expert at getting those off. He did so with ease, pulling them off and wriggling out of them.

  He wasn’t even wearing any boxer briefs, and in the chaos of clothes and limbs, he found a condom.

  Gina watched as he tore into the packet and pulled out the condom. She stared at his cock. It was long, thick, and so impressive. She didn’t expect to feel more arousal, but that was exactly what she did feel.

  Jared moved between her spread thighs, and Gina’s face heated as she stared up at the man, that she’d … once loved and sometimes hated.

  They didn’t have the best track record, and she would deal with all the mistakes in the morning. For now, she wanted to feel what it would be like with him. To finally put to bed that question as to whether it would be good between them or not.

  It didn’t matter, really. Nothing was ever going to come of their time together.

  They were not supposed to be together. She was the nerd. He was the jock.

  He pressed the tip of his cock against her entrance, and she looked up at him, a little in shock. Then she cried out as he slammed balls deep inside her.

  There was nothing gentle about the way Jared claimed her. He took complete control.

  No mercy.

  His groan was deep and guttural, awakening her need.

  “Oh, fuck, I knew you’d feel so good, but damn,” he said.

  Jared pulled out of her and then slammed back inside.

  His hands were at her waist as he started to rock deep inside her. He fucked her in long hard, strokes, going to the hilt inside her.

  He was so big that she was sure he was hitting a part of her stomach, but she didn’t care. She fucking loved it. Craved it.

  This was so wrong, and yet, she had never felt so alive. With Jared, there was no reason to hide or to hold back.

  His lips were on hers, kissing her, and she felt his breath hitch. Her body was so sensitive. Each touch and caress seemed to send her higher, almost soaring with need.

  Jared suddenly tensed up, and she knew he was close.

  His thrusts become erratic as he found that peak, and he threw himself over the edge, into orgasmic bliss.

  His growl echoed off the walls, and Gina loved the feel of his body as he collapsed on hers. She ran her hands down his back, holding him, enjoying him.

  Time didn’t stand still. Nor did this feeling. Little by little, the harsh, cold taste of reality flooded Gina.

  She had just had sex with her roommate. The same person she’d spent a great deal of time not liking. This was a big mistake.

  At least they used a condom.

  She had to get away from him. “Er, Jared,” she said.

  “I’ll move in a minute.”

  “This was … a mistake. You need to … we need to…” She had to put some kind of distance between them.

  What the hell had she done? She was just another woman in a long line who’d given in to Jared.

  This was … holy crap, what had she done?

  ****

  The following morning, Jared made sure to get up early and set the coffee pot to percolating. The scent was nice and sweet as it filled the apartment.

  He was dressed and ready for work, but he didn’t need to leave.

  Last night, Gina had tried not to have a panic attack, and he had to do some serious damage control with his bestie. Not the best way to finish a pretty decent round of sex.

  He’d been thinking about it all night.

  Gina thought it was a big mistake. He didn’t.

  It was the first thing they’d gotten right in years. Gina’s pussy was made for him, and well, his dick was made for her.

  She wanted to follow rules and boundaries, as well as chores, and he had a few conditions.

  His memory of Gina had taught him well.

  He watched as she attempted to sneak out of her bedroom. Some things never changed.

  Jared cleared his throat, and Gina tensed up, looking at him quickly.

  “You cannot pretend to not have seen or heard me, Gina. That’s not going to cut it. You’re going to have to come and enjoy a cup of coffee with me.”

  “I’ve got to get to work.”

  “Not for another two hours, you don’t.” He clucked his tongue and poured her a coffee, being sure to leave out the sugar. Gina hadn’t ever liked sweet coffee.

  With their cups in hand, he led them to their small dining room table.

  He slid the coffee to Gina, who immediately put it on a coaster. Always so neat and efficient.

  “Hand me the book of chores and rules,” he said.

  “How do you know…?”

  “That you already have a whole list down for me to do? I know you, Gina. I’ve known you for a long time.”

  “Oh, please, you don’t know everything about me.”

  “True, but you are a fundamental notetaker. It doesn’t matter what it is, it’s why your biggest purchases are notebooks, of all different sizes, from big to small.” He winked at her, and her response was to shoot him a glare.

  He chuckled.

  Opening the tab, he found his chores, and he wasn’t wrong.

  Gina had everything scheduled out. From taking out the trash, to laundry, to cleaning duties. They were on a two-week rotation, and he didn’t see a single problem with anything.

  She was fair. That was his Gina.

  He smiled and put his pen down. “I have a few … requests.”

  “Okay, well, if there are any changes or chores you don’t want to do, or your schedule doesn’t quite accommodate—”

  “I want to fuck,” he said, simply and matter of fact.

  “What?”

  “You heard me.”

  “Yeah, I heard you, but what does that have to do with our schedule and chores? You can go and get any woman to … meet your needs.”

  “And after last night, I already found my woman.”

  “Jared, last night was a mistake.”

  “Wrong. It wasn’t a mistake. Coming that hard, the only upsetting part about it was using the condom and I didn’t get to feel your sweet cunt wrapped around my dick.”

  “I am not talking about this,” she said.

  She tried to reach for her notebook, and he pulled it away from her. “We are talking about this, and I have all of my terms now.” He knew how important this book was to her. “So, let’s see, I want Gina’s pussy on a regular basis. I would say once a night. I understand that you will also have that time of the month that all women go through.” He flicked through the book and smiled. “Ah, here it is. I will make a note and be sure to bring home ice cream and snuggles. I’ll even rub your stomach for you.” He smiled at her.

  “Jared, this is crazy,” she said.

  “No, what is crazy is how amazing we were together last night, and I let you go.” He shook his head. “So, I think if I get your pussy, you get my dick.” He smiled. “And I would say, so long as neither of us has any complaints, this can be an agreement for some time.” He grabbed her pen and clicked it. “What do you say? Is once a day enough?”

  “This is … I can’t … damn it, Jared, give me back my notebook.”

  “I’m not going to give you anything until we settle this.”

  “You have other women. Plenty of women, and I’m not—”

  “You don’t want to share?”

  “We’re not doing this.”

  “Yes, we are. I’m not going to force you to have sex with me, but I haven’t been with another woman for a long time. You don’t have to worry about anyone else. This is just you and me.” He wasn’t interested in having sex with other women. Even before Gina came back home, he’d stopped being with other women.

  There was only one person he wanted, and she sat opposite him.

  “We can’t do this,” she said.

  “Why not?”

  “Jared, we share an apartment.”

  “And that means we don’t have to worry about finding each other at night. We share the same space. We want each other. What is the problem?”

  She closed her eyes. “I…”

  “How about we give this a trial period?” he asked.

  “A trial period?”

  “I use you, and you use me.” He was willing to do whatever it took to get the woman he wanted. Gina was worth this.

  He stared at her and saw her slowly starting to cave.

  Jared closed the book and held out his hand. “Well, what do you say, buddy?” he asked.

  Gina took a deep breath. “I’m going to regret this.” She put her hand in his.

  “Our trial period has just begun.” He got to his feet, tugged her close, and kissed her. “I’ll see you when I get home, baby.”

  “Don’t call me baby.”

  He smiled.

  This was going to be a lot of fun.

  Chapter Four

  Gina couldn’t believe what she had agreed to this very morning. She got through her work, very much aware of her sensitive body. Jared hadn’t been gentle last night.

  She kept a smile on her lips as she dealt with customers, enjoying the mundane conversation. After lunch, she couldn’t help but watch the clock. Each minute that ticked on by brought her ever closer to going home.

  Would Jared be home waiting for her?

  What had she done?

  Since when did trying to bring about order become a … sex plan?

  That bastard was invading her thoughts.

  By the end of the day, several of her employees smiled at her and asked if she wanted to go for a drink. She thanked them but let them know she had some chores to complete. She wasn’t much of a drinker. Far from it.

  After climbing into her car, she turned over the ignition and started to drive toward the apartment.

  Gina tried not to think about last night. But each time she attempted to focus on a brand of makeup, or a new face cream, Jared kept invading her thoughts. It was like he whispered in her ear, the feel of his lips on her body.

  By the time she pulled up into the parking lot, her body was on fire. Her nipples were tight and her pussy was so slick.

  She grabbed her purse and climbed out of her car. After locking the door, she made her way into the building, and rather than use the elevator, she took the stairs, trying to calm the fire building within her.

  After sliding her key into the lock, she twisted it, turned the handle, and stepped inside.

  She pulled her key free, but within seconds, she was pressed up against the door. Large hands pushed hers above her head, and she gasped seconds before his lips locked on hers.

  The scent of Jared surrounded her. His body was so much bigger than hers.

  She breathed him in. His masculine cologne mixed with grease and the slightest hint of sweat.

 

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