The Heartbreaker Series: Books 1-3 (12 page)

Chapter Eleven

Jasmine

This morning, after breakfast, I cleaned up his dad’s kitchen while he changed. When Gabe finished changing, we went down to the beach. I figured he’d sit on the beach and watch me in the cold water, but instead he threw me over his shoulder and carried me right into the ocean. We played for a while before we laid out for a couple of hours.

He took me to lunch at a gorgeous place where we had a spectacular view of the ocean. We shared poke tacos and Sashimi. I drank a Scorpion cocktail and Gabe drank a beer. We talked a lot.

“So, tell me about your dad. Did he remarry like your mom did?”

“Yeah, he’s been married a couple of times, but I never had any other siblings. He’s dating someone now, but I haven’t met her yet,” he says. “We haven’t seen each other in a while, but my dad and I are pretty close.”

“I sometimes wonder if my dad has another family. You know, did he find a wife who wasn’t screwed up and that he could handle being around. Do I have half-siblings out there? Do they get to have our father the way Jordan and I never have?”

I realize what just came out of my mouth and feel panic settle inside me. I never talk about my dad, ever. I feel the urge to run, but Gabe scoots closer to me. He must have been able to see the panic on my face.

“Hey, hey, hey. Jasmine, look at me.” He doesn’t speak again until I look him in the eye. “It’s okay to talk about it—about him. There is nothing wrong with wanting answers to questions about him. Don’t run from me, okay?” He grabs my face, pulls me toward him, and kisses my lips.

I can’t help but feel hurt that my dad left and never came back for us. Maybe the reason I’ve always had a hard time having real relationships is because he abandoned us. I look into Gabe’s eyes and let him see the truth.

“I won’t run.”

His look of relief about me admitting that I’m not going to split makes me feel warm inside. After that talk, he kept me nearby, like he was afraid I was going to bolt. I don’t know why my first reaction is to flee when things get crazy.

For the rest of our lunch, we kept conversation light. I was dying to know if Jill told him about the baby yet. I most certainly wasn’t going to bring it up, just in case she hadn’t told him.

After we ate, I felt a little better. We drove down the coast and walked around, looking at the little shops. We stopped at one and he insisted on buying me a little black dress that he wants me to wear tonight, when we go out for drinks and dancing.

After that, we went back to his dad’s place, where we relaxed for a little while before we took showers and got ready to go out dancing.

Now, I’m slowly rocking my hips and sliding my hands down my body while Gabe watches me with a hungry look in his eyes. It gives me a heady feeling to think I can drive him crazy so quickly. His eyes hold me captive as he takes a sip of his drink.

I’m dancing for him like we’re the only two people in this place when I feel a body press up against my back. I freeze when someone wraps their arms around my waist and starts grinding against me from behind. I pull away from the guy and catch sight of Gabe storming toward us. I hurry to him and wrap my arms around his waist.

“Please don’t touch him. I don’t want you getting in trouble.”

I have to use all my might to keep him from moving forward. I need to think quickly because I can’t hold him off much longer and the security guys are hovering near the dance floor. A sexy song comes on and I begin moving against him. At first he’s still looking over my shoulder at the guy who came up behind me, but he must realize what I’m doing because he looks down at me. I rub myself up and down his body to the beat of the music and soon he’s smiling at me.

He leans down and kisses my lips as he wraps his arms around my waist. We move together in perfect harmony and I’m a little surprised that he can dance. I move my arms up until they are around his neck. As the beat of the music pulses through my body, I stare into his eyes as we move together.

When the song ends, he kisses me one more time and then leads me back to our barstools. I start to sit down, but he grabs me and pulls me between his legs. I rest my hands on his chest. “Honey, you can’t try to fight every guy that looks at me or tries to dance with me.” I realize what I just called him and try to pull away, but he holds me firmly in place.

“You called me honey.” He kisses my neck. “I like it.”

I shake my head and excuse myself to use the bathroom and to give myself a quick reprieve from him. He’s got me wound so tightly I feel like I’m going to combust. I pull out my phone while I wait in line. I see that I missed a call and I have a voicemail. I put the phone to my ear and listen as my mom’s voice comes through the line.

“Jazzy, I’m sorry I called you fat. You’re not fat. You’re beautiful and I love you. Jordan says I hurt you when I say stuff like that.” I hear her sniffles. “I don’t mean to hurt you. You know that, right? You’re my best friend. Please don’t hate me. I couldn’t handle it if you hated me.” There’s a pause. “Your boyfriend is so hot! Are you going to marry him? You’d make pretty babies. Oh, I gotta go. Love you!” I smile and swipe the tears from my lashes. I put my phone back into my bag and use the bathroom.

After washing my hands and checking my makeup, I head back to Gabe. I freeze at what I see in front of me. Some redhead with big, fake boobs is hanging all over him. A brunette is standing next to him, hanging on his other side. I don’t know what to do. This is exactly why I’ve always dated boring, safe guys or not at all.

I stand a couple steps away from Gabe, feeling unsure and insecure. A part of me wants to stand here and just watch to see what he does, but the completely irrational side of me propels me forward, ready to smack some bitches.

Gabe turns toward my direction and spots me. He stands up, dislodging fake tits from him. I head straight toward the redhead, but Gabe steps in my path. “Hey, hey, hey. Hold up, baby. It fucking sucks being jealous, doesn’t it?” Ugh. I want to slap him right now.

“Gabe, baby, do you want to come to my place?” Great, it’s the redhead.

I’ve had it. I’m going to put this bitch in her place. I wedge myself between Gabe and bitch face and let her have it. “Listen, bitch. Isn’t it obvious that he’s not interested? He’s with me and if you touch him again I will break your fake fucking nose.” Gabe grabs me around the waist and drags me toward the exit before fakey can respond, but it doesn’t stop me from still running my mouth. “I’m not done with her yet. Stay away from him.”

I’ve never been so mad in my entire life. Gabe, on the other hand, looks completely amused. We step out into the night and head to the parking lot.

We round the corner of the building and, all of a sudden, my back is against the wall and Gabe’s lips are up against mine. I immediately join him in a frenzy of lips, tongue, and hands. I’ve lost all control of my body. My hands blindly reach out and undo his pants and I shove my hand inside. His hard cock twitches as I wrap my hand around it. He bends his head down and bites my hardened nipple through the material of my dress. I bite my lip hard to keep from crying out.

The sound of material ripping snaps me out of my lust-filled haze and, with speed and precision, my leg is thrown over his hip and his cock is deep inside of me. He covers my mouth with his hand as I scream. He begins to move inside of me. It’s hard, fast, and raw.

“Does my girl feel possessive over me? That made me so hard to see you get in her face. I’m going to make my baby come so good.”

I whimper as the pressure inside me starts to build. Why am I not freaking out? We’re in public and he’s got his dick far inside me, but I can’t bear to stop him. My back scrapes against the building, but I don’t care. He fucks me in punishing thrusts and each one is pushing me closer and closer to orgasm. My sex feels hot and swollen. He removes his hand and wraps it around my throat. His mouth covers mine as I begin to come hard. I can feel my walls clamping down on him as Gabe’s thrusts increase.

He groans against my mouth as he holds himself firmly inside of me. His cock pulses while he comes almost violently. I rest my forehead against his as my breathing slows and returns to normal. I whimper as he pulls his cock out of me. He removes the condom and tucks himself back in his pants.

I’m still leaning against the wall. My legs feel like Jell-O. I feel completely sated, like I could fall asleep. I watch Gabe through hooded eyes. His large body is looming over me and blocking my view. I want to look around him to see if anyone saw us.

He grabs me by the back of the neck and pulls me to him. He kisses my lips slowly and thoroughly before wrapping an arm around my waist as we head to the car. I can’t hold back the sigh that escapes my lips.

“You make me lose control of myself,” he says when we reach his car.

“Ditto,” I mutter as he helps me inside.

We’re both silent as we head back to his place. His open palm rests on my upper thigh and he drags his thumb back and forth against my overheated skin. This man has turned me into a sex-starved maniac. I can’t think straight. I do things I’d never do and I’m horny all the time. This has to wear off eventually…right?

We pull into the driveway and he helps me out of the car. We step inside, and he scoops me up in his arms. “What are you doing?” I say with a laugh.

“I’m carrying my baby to bed. Is that okay with you?”

We enter his room and he sets me on my feet at the foot of the bed. He turns me around and begins to kiss down my back as he slips the straps of my dress down my arms. Soon, the material gathers in a whoosh around my feet. It’s unnerving to stand in front of him in just my panties while he’s fully dressed. He turns me back around to face him.

“You’re fucking gorgeous. Fuck! How did I get so lucky?” His words make me blush. “Undress me,” he says and, with shaking hands, I slide each button through its hole. As soon as I finish, I pull the material apart and press my lips to his chest.

I look up into his eyes as I slowly get on my knees. The only sounds that can be heard are my panting breaths and the sound of me lowering his zipper. I push down his jeans and his boxers and his cock springs free. I lick my lips as I stare at the turgid flesh in front of me. My eyes lift to his and the look of hunger on his face causes my pussy to clench. I hold his gaze as I stick my tongue out and lick up his length to the tip. I swirl my tongue around the tip as his pre-come leaks out. The viscous fluid is warm, salty, against my tongue. It makes me feel heady.

He grunts as I take his cock into my mouth. It gives me a thrill to know that I can make him lose control. I work my mouth up and down his thick length as my hands reach up and cup his balls. I feel his hand grip my hair and hold me in place as he starts fucking my mouth. I gag a little, but he keeps going. I’m so turned on and need to come so bad, I reach my hand between my legs.

I moan around his dick as my fingers slip through my juices. My clit is so swollen it’s almost painful to touch it. I start rubbing it gently as he continues fucking my mouth. I feel my orgasm begin to build, but before I explode, I’m flying through the air and hitting the bed. Gabe grabs me and flips me to my stomach. He pulls my hips up, spreads my legs, and then thrusts inside of me.

“Fuck!” I cry out. He’s deeper inside of me right now than he’s ever been before and I can hardly stand it. I feel like I’m being split in two.

His front smashes against my back and his lips touch my ear. “Your tight little pussy is squeezing the fuck out my dick. You are so tight and so wet.” I spasm around his cock. “Oh fuck, baby. Squeeze me again, you little slut.”

His words ignite me and I come hard. He pulls my body up so we’re both on our knees. He turns my face to his and kisses me slowly as his thrusts become more forceful. I reach behind me and grab a handful of his hair as I begin to come again. This one is not as powerful as the other, but still intense. After I come down, Gabe pushes me back down and pulls out of me.

He grunts once more before I feel warmth hitting my back. I immediately know he just came on me. I should be mortified, but honestly, I feel incredible. I feel like he just claimed me. He kisses me and tells me to stay put. I hear the bathroom sink running and then he shuts it off. The bed dips just before I feel the warm washcloth on my back.

“I kind of liked seeing my come all over your back. I’m sad to see it go.” He chuckles before kissing the clean skin.

He tucks me into his side and, before I know it, my eyes are drifting shut.

Chapter Twelve

Gabe

We’ve been back from Malibu for a week and I’ve been able to convince her to spend the last couple of nights with me. Jasmine’s been letting her guard down since our weekend together. I feel like a pussy, but I’m falling in love with her. Yes, we have phenomenal sex, but there is so much more to it. She’s so smart and funny. When she lets her hair down, it’s fun to watch, even more so because it’s obvious she doesn’t do it often.

My mom is coming to town in a couple of weeks to see Jill and me and she wants to meet Jasmine. Eventually, my dad will come too. I’ve still been debating on finding her dad, but I think it could really help her. Plus, the bastard should meet the children he abandoned so he can see how wonderful they turned out.

I look at my watch. Jill’s coming over because I want to get to the bottom of whatever the fuck is wrong with her. While I wait for her to show up, I call one of my contacts in New York, who is supposed to be looking at properties for me to check out and possibly buy.

“This is Matt.”

“Matt Mortenson—Gabe Johnson. How are you?” I ask. The guy’s an asshole, but a good businessman.

“I’m good, Gabe. I’ve found three properties that I’m going to have my assistant e-mail you about. One is out of the price range you asked for, but the turnaround could make you a lot of money in the end. Take a look at them and let me know if you want me to look into them further. So, how’s that hot sister of yours? Bring her to New York next time you come.” See, asshole.

“You know that’s never going to happen, Matt.” I don’t bother mentioning that I’ve caught him more than enough times with different women in his office. Of course, I shouldn’t have expected any less since he only hires porn star wannabes.

Jill appears in the doorway to my office, so I let Matt go and get up. My sister looks like shit, but she’s trying to hide it with makeup. I may be a man, but I know when something is not right with her. Her smile as she comes in doesn’t reach her eyes and I get a sinking feeling in my gut.

“Hey, baby girl. How are you?” I wrap my arms around her and can feel how thin she is. She’s always been slender, but she’s like skin and bones. What in the hell could make her lose so much weight so fast?

“I’m good. I hear you and Jazz had a fantastic time in Malibu. She’s been all smiles this week. I like it.”

I’m happy to hear that, but first I need to find out what’s wrong with Jill. I lead her to the couch and we sit down. She won’t look me in the eye and keeps picking at her fingernails. It’s the same nervous habit she’s had since she was a kid. I place my hand over hers to stop her movements.

“You need to tell me what the hell is going on. I love you, Jill, but you look like shit. Are you not eating? Is that it? Are you sick?” My heart pounds in my chest as I wait for her answer. If she is sick, I’ll pay for her to have the best doctors. She’s my baby sister. I’ll do whatever it takes.

“Thanks a lot! Of course I look like shit. I’m sick constantly and have the worst insomnia, but I can’t take anything for it.” She’s getting pissed at me.

“What do you mean you’re sick constantly? Is it cancer?”

“Jesus Christ! No wonder you and Jasmine make a good couple. She thought the same exact thing. I’m not dying, I’m pregnant!” She yells at me.

Pregnant? My baby sister is having a baby. “Who’s the dad? Is he going to be there for you?” As soon as she gives me a name, I’m going after the piece of shit.

She won’t look me in the eye. In my gut, I can feel that I’m really not going to like her answer. Even though we had a long distance brother/sister relationship, we’ve still always been close. Our mom and my dad would fly her to visit me over the summer, when we were younger. Later, I started coming to her. My dad always treated her like she was his own. Our family was different, but it worked.

“Baby girl, please tell me.” It’s hard to look at her as a woman because I always picture her as the little girl with pigtails following me around like I hung the moon.

“Please don’t hate me. Don’t hate him. I’m a grown woman.” She takes a deep breath. “It-It’s Nico’s baby.”

I shake my head. He wouldn’t touch her, he wouldn’t. I love Nico like a brother, but he’s a man-whore. “Why would you sleep with him, Jill? He sleeps with anything with a pulse.” She jerks back like I’ve slapped her. “Jesus that is not what I meant. Honey, he is not relationship material. He’s going to break your heart.”

I feel like an asshole because I can tell I’ve hurt her. She looks so defeated. “Gabe, don’t you think I know that?” She raises her voice. “I love him. I’ve loved him since the first time I saw him when you brought him to visit when I graduated from high school. I know what he’s like. I know he sleeps with all of those bimbos, but I can’t help how I feel.” She places her hands over her flat stomach. “He wants to try for the baby, but I told him no, not until he gets his shit straight. He has to prove to me that he can change.”

At least she’s thinking logically. I’m just worried she’s setting up herself and this baby for heartbreak. I just wish I knew what happened to him to cause Nico to do the stuff that he does. It looks like I’m going to have to pay my best friend a visit.

I pull Jill toward me and hug her tight. “I love you, kid. I’ll support you no matter what. I’m going to be the best uncle this kid has ever had.” She wraps her arms around me as she cries softly. I pull back so I can look her in her eyes. “You are going to make an amazing mother. I’m serious when I say, whatever you need, I will be there.”

She nods her head and wipes her face. We talk for a little while before she has to go to a meeting. I feel bad for making her cry, but I wanted to be honest with her about Nico. I pick up my phone and call Jasmine because I’m wondering if she already knows.

She answers on the second ring. “Hey. What’s up?” she asks.

“Nothing, baby. Jill just left and she had some interesting news.” She’s silent, so I know that she knows.

“Um, she did?”

“You know she’s pregnant, don’t you?”

“Yes. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything, but I didn’t know if she told you and it wasn’t my place to do it. I know she was really upset and I’m worried about her because she looks terrible. That friend of yours is going to break her heart. I can feel it.” My girl has such a big heart.

“Hey, I’m not mad you didn’t say anything and yes, I’ve had the talk with her about Nico. He’s my best friend, but I don’t like this shit. I told her I’d help her with whatever she needed.”

“Of course you will. You’re her big brother. Oh shit, Jill just walked in for our meeting. I’ve got to go, but I’ll see you later. I love you, bye.”

I hang up and stare at my phone. Does she realize that she told me she loved me? Call me a pussy, but hearing those words from her lips is doing something to me. I smile, because if I know Jasmine, she’s going to hide from me later because she said it and then I’m going to make her say those words again and again, preferably with my cock deep inside her cunt. I send out a couple of e-mails and grab my keys. It’s time to pay my best friend a visit.

The closer I get to Nico’s place, the more pissed off I’m getting. He crossed a line when he touched my sister. I know she’s an adult, but he’s a sex addict and doesn’t care about anyone. Well, that’s not entirely true. Nico cares about his mom and sisters and me, but he must not care about my sister if he’s willing to hurt her. I can’t fucking stand watching her hurting. Now there’s going to be an innocent baby involved.

Jill will have enough people around her who will care for her and this baby if Nico bails. Our mom will be thrilled and maybe it’ll get her off my back about having kids for a while. A picture in my head of Jasmine with a swollen belly pops in my head and makes my cock hard, especially the thought of being the one to put the baby there. I shake my head as I pull into the driveway of Nico’s condo.

I make my way up to the door and try to turn the knob, but the door is locked. I don’t have his spare key, so I pound on the door continuously until I hear movement and his muffled voice coming through the door.

Nico opens the door and I’m shocked by how he looks. His eyes are bloodshot. His skin is pale and his hair is standing up all over the place. The one thing that’s the most troubling is the dried blood that looks like it’s dribbling from his nose.

“Gabe, what the fuck, dude? You woke me up.”

I look at my watch.

“It’s three in the afternoon, asshole. So, I talked to my sister today. You want to tell me why the fuck you touched my sister?” I don’t give him a chance to answer before I grab him by the throat and shove him against the wall. “You better get your shit together, man! You’ve been fucking up for a while, but this is fucking ridiculous. You fuck anything with a pulse, not even caring that my sister fucking loves you and is having your baby. I should kill you, but I love you, you stupid motherfucker. Please just think about what this is doing to her.”

Nico hangs his head. I really don’t know how to help my friend. I just can’t believe how fast he’s gone over the edge. All I can do is be here for him, especially when he’s ready to get help, but I’m going to protect my sister first and foremost. I stand in his living room in silence for a long time, waiting for him to talk to me.

“I’m trying,” he whispers. “I swear to God I’m not trying to hurt her, but that’s all I do. I promised her that I’m going to get my shit together, but what if I can’t? I’ll lose her and my child.” He looks at me with eyes filled with pain. “I love her, man. I do.”

I hope, for Jill’s sake, he’s telling me the truth—for Nico’s too, but unless the guy goes into treatment, I don’t think he can do it. He needs professional help. Only time will tell what happens with them.

I make him a pot of coffee while he takes a shower. When he comes down, he looks a little more human. I place a full cup of the black liquid in front of him. I go through his refrigerator and grab the stuff I need to make him eggs and ham.

“You need to get some food in your fucking house.”

I cook up what I found, throw it on a plate, and set it in front of him. We talk about light and easy shit while Nico eats. By the time he’s done, the color is back in his cheeks.

He asks me how things are going with Jasmine. “She’s it for me.”

“You haven’t known her very long,” he says.

“Yeah, I know, but sometimes you just know. She’s the first woman I’ve ever thought about spending forever with.” I don’t care if people think I’m moving too fast. There are no fucks given here. After her little slip up earlier, I know Jasmine’s on the same fucking page. If I have my way, by this time next year, she’ll be my wife and my baby will be growing in her belly.

We spend the rest of the day watching ESPN. I silently hope that Nico will be true to his word and get the help he needs so he can be worthy of my sister and future niece or nephew.

Right now, I need my girl. I need to forget this shitty day by burying myself in Jasmine’s sweet pussy.