Chapter 5
Catherine's POV
"Fuck! Ja…Jase" I moaned out, throwing my head back, as I felt Jase pull my hair.
My house echoed with the sound of wet skin touching each other. I bit my lips, and closed my eyes, but the image of Xandon kissing Elisa played in my head, and I shot my eyes open.
"Arugh" I let out a very explicit scream, as I felt Jase's fingers on my nipples. I felt my body jarr with each thrust he gave, as our eyes remained hooked on each other.
I lifted my head up, while throwing it further behind, but he pull my hair, and the pain caused me to look at him.
His eyes flared and burned with desire as he thrusted into me faster.
The heat of our skin together went deeper into my pores and the excesses came out as sweat, but more intensity.
"Hmm….that's it, Jase. Fuck me!" I felt my vision getting blurring as tears began to form, but Jase's breathing only heightened, like he was getting off my desperation.
I bit my lips, and sneaked my fingers to the direction of my clit and I saw Jase's eye follow my movements.
I felt his body tremble, as his eyes remained on my fingers and I began rubbing my clits.
I muffled as moan as he raised his eyes to look at me, and I felt my hips buck.
Without a warning, I felt Jase pull out and flip me to the side, not minding my whimper at the loss of pleasure.
I watched as he took the head of his cock–after spreading my legs open to reveal my wet and aroused middle, and slowly he began rubbing the swollen cock head on my swollen middle.
I breathed out slowly as I brought my eyes back to him, only to see his on me. His speed increased and so did the smell and sound of arousals, as we both shot our eyes back to where we were connected.
"Jase, stop. Stop" I whispered, but I arched my back closer to him as his wet lips touched my very sensitive nipple. I began pushing him off softly, causing him to release my nipple, very much to my dislike.
"Wait. Just stay still" His low, almost disoriented voice spoke and our eyes meet, but as soon as we looked at each other, we both diverted our gaze to where his cock was still rubbing my clit.
I felt his entire body tense up, as he leaned closer to me, and I felt his cock away from me. Hot, think liquid stained my thighs, as Jase's body jerked above me, and I knew that he was done.
After he came down from his high, I sat up, pulling my big T-shirt down and trying to settle my breath. He stood on his feet, pulling his trousers up and arranging himself.
Silence.
We returned to how we usually are when West wasn't there. I felt his eyes on me, but no word was said.
And with that, he turned away slowly and left. I sighed, as my body hit the floor.
I opened my legs slowly and pulled my shirt over my head.
My hand snaked to my still wet middle as my fingers went to my nipples. I slowly began rubbing my centre while also playing with my nipples, the feeling of Xandon's lips and the feeling of Jase's cock, all cane crashing down, almost too fast as I myself jerk off my high and my eyes rolled back.
Coming down slowly, the thought that Xandon kissed me flooded my mind and my eyes widened.
He had never kissed me and he did it so casually.
I slowly stood up to turn on the sor conditioner and then I was faced with the silence that nearly made me run off my own skin.
I bent my head down and suddenly the feeling that I have been trying to run from came crashing down.
Why can't I cut off Jase?
We weren't dating but still the thrill of having him hooked on me is just so intense and addictive.
I was pulled out from my head when I heard the ding of my phone. I stood and reached for it, seating on the ottoman.
I opened my phone to see a message from Mayle, and I squinted my eyes in curiosity.
Mayle: What the hell did you and Xandon do?
I quirked an eyebrow, the scenario of Xandon's kiss played in my mind and no, I didn't see anyone there.
I began texting her to know what she was talking about, and I felt my leg vibrate as I waited for her to react back.
I sat up straight once I saw her message come in. I furrowed my eyebrows as my eyes read over the text again.
I breathed out, my shoulders slacking as I began typing. Apparently, she didn't see us for a while and wondered where we were.
I turned off my phone, and walked into the kitchen, putting on some music, I began to bring out the only equipments that would help me relax and apparently forget about him.
I drew in my inner cheeks and bit hard, as I felt my insides turn just thinking back on how he conveniently kissed Elisa, just right after kissing me.
I slammed down the all-purpose flour and other baking things, and I began baking. Minutes in, and I hear a knock on the door through the music.
"Coming!" I call out after turning off the music, and heading to the door. My eyes widened as I looked at who stood in front of me, and suddenly throat went dry.
"Landon?" No signs were given before I felt Landon's lips on mine.
The kiss was slow, not rushing but I still didn't move.
My brain sounding like there was chirping birds running in there. Slowly, he put his arms around my waist, making my skin burn with the heat coming off him, as he pulled me closer to him.
While kissing me, he walked forward into my house, and slammed the door behind him. His arms moved from my waist to my neck and he pulled me impossibly closer to him, till our nose were touching.
"Lan–" I muffled out through the little line of offense that I could break through but it didn't last long as he bit my lip and slipped his tongue in my mouth.
His kiss turned violent and hungry, with his teeth biting and grazing my lips at intervals till we ere out of breath.
Although the air conditioner in my house was on, the entire house felt stuffy and smelt of still baking pastries.
Landon's shoulders rose as his chest also heaved up and down. His blue eyes weren't as calm as they usually were–they held an intense and heavy-lidded look.
"Don't–" Exactly what Xandon said. Is this some twin telepathy?
"Don't date Xandon"