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Apparently the Jade water isn’t so fucking special after all.

Jade

Lunch was awkward even afterwards later on Dinner ended up being so damn worse I actually couldn’t wait for it to end. Dean on the other hand was oblivious to how I was feeling. I mean what the hell a huge bomb was just dropped on me. After the worst damn dinner of my life we start walking to the pier. He wants to lighten the mood with rides. I love carnival rides so I hope it works because Dean lost major points with what I just found out. I’m seriously already thinking about backing out of this absurd agreement.

I mean what the hell was I thinking?

“Jade, stop it, stop right now, let’s not ruin the night.”

             
I look over at Dean and it’s the first scowl I’ve ever seen him make at me. And I don’t fucking like it, makes me feel like shit.

These guys are going to fucking rip me to shreds.

“Fine, which ride first?” I whisper.

Fuck this isn
’t me at all.

He smiles at me making me re-question this insanity of this damn agreement.

I can do this, I’m young and in college. My heart is still strictly off limits. I can fucking do this!

“The ferris wheel,” he points. I follow the direction his finger points looking back at him there is some sort of sexy grin plastered all over that handsome face. That right there makes me agree.

“Fine with me.” I start pulling him towards the ferris wheel. This has always been one of my favorite rides, it’s a secluded wheel our carts are glassed in. Total privacy. So with that privacy I wonder if I can get my fucking thoughts under control.

We reach the guy operating the wheel and Dean pulls out tickets.

When the hell did he get those?

“When did you get the tickets?”

“Shh,” he covers my lips with his finger.

Why is he always covering up my damn mouth? I am quickly learning Dean hates questions. He likes feeling things more than answering the simplest of questions.

Oh boy, I am so done for. How the hell am I supposed to keep up with all these men?

I am happy to climb into the enclosed
Ferris wheel; the ocean breeze is becoming chillier as the night goes on.

The operator locks us in our wheel cab and before I can even settle in, Dean is pulling me into his lap.

“Now— it’s time to free your mind,” he whispers against my neck.

Yes, please!

His mouth is leaving tiny little whispers against my neck. It takes no time for my core to dampen. Running his hands up my bare thighs, making his way to my panties I whimper at the knowledge of what’s to come. With the mixture of his lips working me and his fingers dancing along my skin I can’t form one single fucking thought. Free my mind? Oh yes indeed he already has. I’m about to start yelling at him, he’s dragging out the inevitable we already know he’s going to touch me where I need to be touched.

His fingers swiftly move my panties to the side.

“Your mind free yet,” he whispers huskily against my collarbone.

Hmm? Everything is muffled to my ears.

Dean chuckles “I take that as a yes.”

The
Ferris wheel starts moving.
Oh shit!

“You’re going to ride me hard and fast gorgeous, yeah,” he pulls his fingers away from my entrance before touching me.

“Gah, what the fuck is wrong with you?” I try dragging his hand back.

“I’m thinking this ride is only about seven minutes long with the stops and I want that pussy,”
he grunts pulling out his cock.

Oh well
—in that case.

I lift my hips and hover directly over his
‘anaconda’ cock as I keep my panties to the side.

Mental note: Fucking smart thinking with the dress! No panties next time though.

I slowly push down and it’s heaven being in control of the speed of how quickly I shield him with myself.

“Dammit, Jade, we only have so many minutes,” he growls at me.

I pause and look him directly in the eyes. He just called me Jade. Not Angel Kisses nor gorgeous, he straight called me Jade. I fucking love it.

“You called me Jade,” I smile.

He rolls his eyes and takes my hips slamming me down.

“Fuck, Dean a little warning next time,” I pant.

I place one hand on his shoulder and the other on the window next to me. I start riding him with a rhythm I didn’t know I had in me. Small circular motions as I move slowly up and down each time I rotate back up I slam slowly back down on him.

“Fuck, no mercy eh?”

I shake my head “No, no mercy,” I slam back down.

I dig my nails into his shoulder. The feeling of my panties scraping against both of us with each movement only makes things that more erotic. The building is beginning and I use all my strength to put pressure on his shoulder and the window and start slamming down and up as fast as I can. The
Ferris wheel comes to a stop and our cart is swaying back and forth.

“Shit,” I moan.

That means their starting to let people back off.

The air in the cart is musky and hot. I feel the sweat rolling down in between my chest. I arch my back and continue with my assault on his anaconda.

“Fuck, fuck, dammit Jade,” he hisses through a furrowed grin.

“I know,” I moan.

My vision blurs and my insides clamp down around him. That seems to be all he can take, his fingers dig into my hips slamming me down my hand loses its grip on the window.

“Shit gorgeous!”

No fucking kidding!

My dress straps slip to the side exposing the top of my breasts and his eyes miss nothing, their like a bee seeking hunny. One hand leaves my side and grips my shoulder tightly as he forces me to arch further back. I feel his thumb caressing the top of my exposed breast.

That’s it now that’s all I can fucking take.

“Dean—I…”

He growls and as my body quivers it’s release I feel his warm come spurting inside of me. I love that feeling.

We’re both panting and I’m still arched I slowly bring myself back to eye level with him. The look in his piercing green eyes stops me. It’s possessive almost wickedly so.

What the fuck is that look? Oh shit! I’ve seen that look and I’ve seen it in his brother—Layden. Dammit Dean!

—Dean’s Thoughts

She
’s fucking panting and arched back. She looks so fucking stunning. Jade moves to almost full eye level with me before stopping in her tracks. Fuck! Whatever she sees in the look in my eyes causes her breath to hitch. What? What in the hell did she see? She bites her lip as she slowly climbs off of me putting herself back together. I want to stop her. As soon as the cool breeze hits my dick I groan. The loss of being in Jade while being bareback is unfuckingbearable! She sits next to me and rests the side of her face on the glass. What in the fuck just happened?

Chapter Four
— Jade — Part Two

As I am scurrying around fixing myself I see the look of confusion on his face. I sigh and sit beside him leaning my cheek on the cool glass.

I told that ass not to make me fall for him. I fucking told him. And—what does he do? He fucking starts the process! That one stupid fucking look! That one possessive you’re mine look. It wasn’t a look of lust it was a look that contained feelings!

I’m not going to expose my heart to him, he can keep trying, but it’s just not going to happen.

“Jade—what’s wrong?”

What is up with my name all of a sudden? Dammit! Okay, you can tell him without exposing yourself.

I turn to look at him as our cart starts moving again.

“Dean, you gave me the look.” It comes out in a whisper. I think.

“What look Jade,” he says eying me down.

“A look of not just lust Dean, the look, you know the one where it shows and contains feelings? That look. That’s the look,” I ramble out.

Did that even make any sense?

Dean shakes his head at me smiling.

“And, this is a problem because,” he teases as he ruffles his hair. How does he do that? Takes a thoroughly fucked looking hair do and makes It even better?

“Dean,” I whine.

His look goes serious. “Look gorgeous, this isn’t just about sex. I told you I would do my best at making sure you didn’t fall in love with me. What I didn’t promise however is that we wouldn’t develop some kind of feelings.”

“I’m dating your brothers and you,” I point out. “How in the hell are you even saying this?”

“Because in the end you will end up with one of us or none of us — but my time with you won’t be wasted,” he shrugs.

That makes a little bit of sense.

“Okay time to change the subject ask me a question, any question.” Please ask something that doesn’t deal with emotions.

“Right, what’s your major?”

Thank you! He helps me stand as our cart comes to the bottom. We get out and walk out the protective gate.

“I’m going to be a Sex Therapist,” I say nonchalantly.

He stops walking turning towards me. “Seriously,” he smiles.

“Yes
seriously.”

“Well—how very fitting,” he jokes.

“Ha, ha very funny—,” I’m cut off by my phone playing Layden’s ring-tone. He knows I’m with his brother what the hell?

“That’s Layden’s
ring; he knows I’m with you why would he be calling right now?” I fumble in my purse for my phone.

Dean groans throwing is head back in frustration.

“He’s calling because Ty called him and now he’s probably flipping a fucking wig.”

Shit I forgot about her!

I hit ignore on my phone. I need answers from Dean first.

“So you and Ty huh? Is she going to be a problem?”

He lets out a string of curses before answering me.

“I honestly don’t know Jade,” he curses again “I didn’t stop fucking her completely until you and I started up.”

I hear warning signs like a mother fucker going off in my head!

Hold the fuck up!

“Excuse me?”

“Fuck, I knew this shit would happen,” he grunts.

“You’re grunting? Really? I’m the one who just found out some serious shit and you’re the one grunting?” I stomp my foot like a child wanting a balloon it’s parent won’t let them have.

             
My phone starts ringing again, this time I answer it. “Be at my fucking dorm when I get back,” I yell into it then hang up.

“Take me home, now please,” I start walking off.

“Dammit Jade!” Dean comes running after me.

“What,” I whirl on him.

“I haven’t touched Ty since you, I swear. I need you to know this please,” he begs.

“Fine whatever sure— just take me back your brother will be waiting. Let’s see what he has to fucking say.” I start walking back to the Rover again.

              The silence is so damn eerie back to my dorm.

—Layden’s Thoughts

Fuck if Jade didn’t sound pissed off when she barked into the phone to ‘get my ass to her dorm’. What does my ass do? Oh my ass gets to her fucking dorm room. Jade has always meant business. Just like she did when she dumped my ass the first time. No-one and I mean no-one sticks to their fucking guns like Jade does. I knew she was going to be pissed; she wasn’t thrilled to learn we’ve done this before. So— I bet running into Ty on her date with Dean wasn’t fucking pleasant.

             
I’m leaning against her dorm room door when she and Dean come walking up. She takes one look at me and I can tell in her eyes she’s going to let us fucking have it. Dean gives me a look that says ‘we’re so fucked’!

             
And he’s absolutely probably fucking right. She opens the door and gestures for us to go in silently.

Oh yeah! So fucked, silent Jade is fucking scary that’s when you know she’s thinking.

Chapter Five
— Jade — Part One