I try to snatch the phone from Taylor’s hand, but it’s pointless. What is with people stealing my phone all the freaking ti?
“From your expression, I’m going to guess it’s not an Alexa or Alexandra.”
“It’s really not your business.” Does he think because he’s finally giving his attention that he has control over my life? He hasn’t really been a part of it in a long ti even though he’s lingered around the edges. It was because of our parents that we kept getting pulled together, but that doesn’t give him the right to dictate who I talk to.
“Everything about you is my business.”
“Well, if everything about was your business, then you’d know who Alex is.” Okay, so maybe I’m bluffing. I’m not sure my parents even know of my old professor.
“He’s been in your life for a while?”
The jealousy that cos from him is intoxicating. I know it’s terrible for to enjoy it, but I can’t help myself. How many years have I spent seeing won hit on Taylor?
“I’ve known him for a few years.” That’s not a lie, and Taylor’s hand tightens around my phone.
“Do you really want to play this ga with ?” I bite my bottom lip, and my body starts to tingle, and the heated expression he’s giving has wiggling in my seat. I try to hold on to my annoyed anger, but it’s gone. My mind isn’t my own when I’m with Taylor, and I’m not sure if that’s good or bad. “Answer ,” he orders.
“I’ll play,” I challenge right back.
“There’s only one Alex I’m aware of, and I’m aware of a lot of fucking things when it cos to you, Jasmine.”
“What do—”
He cuts off and keeps going. “You took two courses in college from Professor Alexander Rookwood.” I open my mouth and then snap it shut. How the hell does he know sothing in my life that was so small? Had I talked about him randomly at so point when Taylor was around? I don’t think so. “I’ll take your silence as a yes.” He holds my phone up to my face, and I start to grab it, but he’s faster.
It unlocks, allowing him access, and I want to scream.
“Do not text him! You’re worse than my sister.” I lunge to grab the phone again, and this ti I land on top of him. Taylor grabs and pulls on his lap so I’m face down over his thighs. His arms co down on my back, and he pins in place. “Taylor, you are not serious right now.”
“Be quiet. I’m counting.”
“Counting?” What the hell can he be counting?
“Five responses you sent him last night.” I try to think back to what I texted, but Alex hadn’t even asked out. I’m pretty sure it was all about the article Alex sent . “He wants to know if you want to et up for coffee. Sa place.” He growls the last two words, and it’s hot as hell, but there’s no way I’ll tell him that.
“I wasn’t doing anything. We talked about an article.”
“That was him making an opening. He didn’t want to co off too eager, so he waited till the next day to ask you out.”
“Is that what you do when you get girls’ numbers?” I hiss.
How did I turn this into getting jealous? Then I rember his words about being a virgin. I wonder if I fantasized about them when I was lost in my lust. Taylor’s hand suddenly cos down on my ass, and I let out a gasp in surprise. He did not just do that.
“That one doesn’t count toward the five.”
“Don’t get all pissy because I’m right,” I’m quick to say, and his hand cos down on my ass again.
I suck in a deep breath as heat pools deep in my belly. Oh god. I’m enjoying this.
“You’re really pushing it.” Taylor pulls my skirt up, and I feel the cool air across my skin. “I knew I should have kept these.” He yanks my panties down my legs, and now my bare ass is on display for him.
“You’re not really going to spank , are you?” I try to sound appalled, but I fail miserably. Taylor’s hand caresses my ass, and when he doesn’t answer, I peek over my shoulder at him.
“I’m not sure. You might enjoy it too much.” He licks his lips, and my hips shalessly lift. “No.” He gives a light pop to my right cheek, and I grit my teeth, knowing I’m on thin ice. I shouldn’t care, but it’s like I’ve lost all control. “I knew you’d let do all of this if I was free to touch you.”
What does that an?
“Taylor?” I whimper, needing him to do sothing.
He hands my phone. “Respond to him.”
“Right now?” I can barely think straight.
Smack!
“Okay!” I squeak because that spanking was harder than all the rest. He rubs the spot as I try to form a thought.
“Your response will decide if I let you cum.” His hand slides between my thighs and cups my sex. I close my eyes and rock my hips. “I’m out of patience, Jasmine. I promise you that.”
Quickly I text Alex that I can’t et up and that I’m back with soone from my past. “There!” I hiss, trying not to scream. He removes his hand from between my legs to take my phone from .
“That will do,” he says casually before tossing it down next to him.
“Now are—” My words are cut off when his hand covers my mouth while the other starts to smack my ass in quick succession. Five hot pops across my bare cheeks sting as I cry out. Thankfully, the sounds that co from are muffled.
“Good girl.” He soothes my reddening skin with gentle caresses.
“Taylor,” I groan behind his hand as my whole body throbs. I need him now more than ever, and I know only he can make this better.
“I’ve got you.” His hand once again slips between my legs, and when his fingers hit my clit, I’m done for.
I cum hard and fast as the orgasm rips through my body. It’s different from the other ones he gave , and I don’t understand it. He touched so deep part of and released a desire I hadn’t known was locked away. The feeling floods out in tidal waves, making lightheaded.
“Kiss back,” Taylor orders.
I realize I’m straddling him now, but I don’t recall moving. I part my lips and do as I’m told as Taylor fists my hair in a tight hold and deepens the kiss. His other hand cups my cheek so gently.
I was wrong. I thought Taylor ruined before, but there’s no coming back from this.
Ever.
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