Strictly Stuck (9 page)

             
“We’re going to find a place to have sex so help me find the where? You can’t kiss me like that it’s not right.”

“Aw did I get Jade worked up?”

Oh no he didn’t!
I stop dead in my tracks and turn around to find him smiling at me.

“Really Bray?”

“I was just messin around sexy — come on,” he grabs my hand and this time he’s dragging me.

I giggle and try to keep my feet at an easy pace but it’s still not enough he’s laughing at me his beautiful smile directed at me. Bray always makes me giggle. And I’m not a fucking giggler. This is what I love the most about Bray. I can be the me I was before my freshman year of college before my life went to hell.  Before I had to up and transfer to a different college.

Fuck did I say love?

Oh dear god

I need help!

“Where we going Bray?”

I grab the helmet from him and slip it on. I love his Ducati I’ve yet rode it until now though. It’s black and silver. It fits him.

“My house sexy — I want you on my bed.”

The way his eyes cut straight to mine when he says ‘my bed’ about kills me.

I bite my lip.

“Come on jump on,” he pats behind him.

“Okay,” I’m not even hesitant I trust him for some reason I already trust him. I ponder on that for a second in my head. Yeah I really do trust him I make up my mind.

“Hold on tight,” he starts the motorcycle and the light purr between my legs causes a light whimper to escape my throat.

“Yeah — she’ll do that to ya baby,” he idles us out of the campus lot. He doesn’t race or try to show off he just keeps us at a steady speed the short distance to his place.

             
I can never get over how big this beach house is. I’m not used to being surrounded by people with money. Everything I have is from maxing out credit cards and using up my student loans.

He cuts off the purring and runs his fingers through his now messy hair. He gave me his helmet he turns slightly giving me a crooked smile with a wink. I swear he’s going to kill me.

“Come on,” he pulls the helmet off my head after he climbs off.

I shake my head my hair feels all flat so I try poofing it with my fingers some.

“You look fine you’re sexy so let’s go,” he lifts me off the bike effortlessly.

I get nervous all of a sudden. Me nervous this is new. What is it about Brayden that makes me feel like I’m not worthy of him?

Oh right that’s it — because I’m not worthy.

Brayden is a bad ass but one of those that has a great heart. He
’s kind, smart, rich and extremely sexy. He’s also very considerate. Even when I was with Layden the first time he always treated  me right even if I was his brothers girl. He was always genuinely nice to me. My mind is so wrapped up in my thoughts I don’t even notice we’ve walked a flight of stairs and he’s guiding me into his bedroom.

             
It’s definitely Brayden. All white and black but the man does love his candles. They are everywhere on his dresser and nightstand. I can hear the ocean waves lapping the shore I walk over to the sliding glass door just to look out. It’s serene just standing there looking out. I sigh as Brayden comes up behind me wrapping his strong arms around me and placing his chin on my shoulder.

             
“Jade you ready to talk?”

I sigh and lean my forehead against the cool glass. I close my eyes and beg myself not to tell him anything at all. I don’t know how he does this. Breaks my barriers down.

“Brayden please don’t,” I plead it comes out in just a whisper.

“Baby — it can’t be that bad.”

If he only knew. I’m not a bitch for no reason. You don’t just build up a hate wall for no reason. You don’t just keep people out for no reason. Can’t he see this?
              “What part of my life do you want Bray?”

I don’t turn around — I don’t move and I sure as hell don’t open my eyes.

Tears are streaming down my face and I haven’t even told him anything yet.

             
“Any part Jade, I’ve known you for almost a year and I know nothing about your life.”

But he does. He knows this me. He knows the me I’m allowing him to know.

“You do though Brayden you know the me I am trying to be,” I whisper.

             
“I wanna know the real Jade,” he whispers back in my ear.

My heart shatters in that moment. What do you say to that? What do you say to an amazing man who wants to know the real you?

I make the decision to share just a little with him. I inhale and quietly exhale.

“I’m an orphan, I’m poor I have no family. I never knew my mom and my dad died with I was eleven from a car accident. I grew up in a nice foster home. They were doctors well they are doctors. I never wanted for anything but I was still poor that money is theirs. I busted my butt to get into college myself.”

I take another big inhale and don’t even  bother with exhaling this time.

“Even though I got good grades I still did shit that got me into trouble. I got pregnant at sixteen but lost the baby within the first few weeks. I’m not upset about it though. It happened — Taylor and I were too young to be parents. Besides there is a reason for everything that happens.  I put my foster parents through hell and back. They put up with me until my freshman year of college. I fucked up and almost ruined the family name. Mom still talks to me but Dad doesn’t — Mom tries to send me money and I send it back.”

I exhale a huge breath I’m done he doesn’t need to know the rest.

“What happened freshman year,” he asks.

“Not now Brayden I’ve shared enough.”

He doesn’t say anything for a few minutes.

              “One more question Jade,” he whispers sending shivers down my spine.

             
“What?”

             
“What happened with you and Taylor?”

Fuck!

“We dated until freshman year until I fucked up and it broke his heart. Brayden I’m seriously done answering questions.”

             
“Okay baby,” his hand caresses the inside of my thigh.

— Brayden’s Thoughts

I listen to her tentatively. Her voice as she speaks breaks my heart. It
’s full of regret, sadness and loneliness. I don’t fucking like it at all. She didn’t start getting under my skin until the night at the bar. Sure I’ve always found her fucking sexy. She’s Jade. Every damn male on campus knows who Jade is. It’s impossible not to. But while she was with Layden and only him I never once looked at her as more than a friend. Now that I have her my body aches to know her. My mind scrambles to figure her out. My heart — well fuck — the girl makes my heart speed up so damn fast you would think I had Layden’s old coke habit. 

             
I find myself jealous of this Taylor guy. He’s obviously  a very important part of her life. And knowing she fucked it up and broke his heart makes me wonder. Makes me wonder about him and whether or not she still loves him. I’m not about to ask that fucking question though because she’s done answering or telling me shit.

I’m shocked she shared all this with me. But
— when she slowly turns around and wipes her weeping eyes and looks up through those long eyelashes — I all but buckle to the floor. And what she says next about kills me.

Chapter Eight
— Jade

Dear Mental Diary,

I just shared a ton of shit with Brayden.

I don’t know how the fuck he gets to me like this. He reminds me of Taylor in so many ways.

Jade

I slowly turn around and wipe my eyes and look up at him. He’s breathing heavily and caressing me with such care.

              “Please don’t tell them Bray please,” I beg.

He sucks in a surprised breathe.

“Baby why would I give them a piece of you that I only have?”

His statement and question shock the hell outta me. And before I have time to react he’s picking me up and carrying me over to the bed. He lays me down gently like I’m a fragile little china doll.

              “You can be yourself with me Jade. No walls — no barriers just yourself.” He slides off my flip flops throwing them behind him. “You trusted me with something important to you so I’m gonna trust you with something important to me.” Brayden takes his shirt off tossing it on the floor his eyes never leaving mine.

             
“What,” I ask.

He leans over me and I can’t help but dance my fingers across his strong muscular chest. The man wasn’t made to just look at. He takes one of my roaming hands and places it over his heart.  “I’m gonna trust you with this okay,” he whispers.

              I suck in a breath and bite my lip. The man just gave me his fucking heart. I can’t say anything. This perfect man the one who doesn’t pressure me who accepts me anyway he can have me — just gave me his fucking heart! Tears just start flowing freely now. I can’t talk I’m afraid my words would ruin our moment so I just nod.

             
He bends down barely hovering his lips above mine. “Yeah,” he asks.

             
“Yeah,” I finally whisper.

             
His lips are soft against mine. He doesn’t slip his tongue into my mouth he just slowly pecks me. It’s perfect and just when I think he can’t make the beginning any better he says something I’ve never heard before. “I’m gonna love you now,” he grins against my lips.

My heart melts.
See!
He’s this bad ass sweetheart. He leans up and slowly works my shorts off me. I lift my ass and I can’t help but smile at this man and his declaration. My man — my declaration.

             
“No more cold detached Jade around me okay,” he groans when he sees I don’t have any underwear on.

             
“I promise.”

Brayden slowly lifts me into a sitting position pulling my shirt off me. I hear my phone chirp in my purse letting me know my next lecture is starting. 

              “Brayden we have two hours. I have to meet Amber for lunch— remember and it’s important.”

             
“Two hours will do for now,” he grumbles causing me to laugh.

“What two hours isn’t long enough,” I tease.

              “No baby two hours isn’t long enough to love you,” he whispers leaning me back down once I’m naked.

Oh my!
I don’t have anything to fucking say to that.

Brayden climbs all the way onto the bed and pulls me up with him. Once he’s satisfied with how I’m laying his gorgeous ass walks over on his knees to my feet.

              “Brayden baby what are you doing?”

“Well—,” he picks up one of my feet raising my leg a little “you see if I’m going to love you I’m going to love all of you.”

              “You’re crazy you know that,” I giggle.

“Yeah baby I know that,” he whispers against my heel before kissing it.

I squee and try kicking away from him. It tickles and the jerk laughs at me.

“Ah — my sexy Jade is ticklish,” he gets in between my legs “that is good information.”

Brayden kisses a slow torturous path up my legs and the insides of my thighs. I’ve never once felt this way before sex. My heart is racing my body is already shivering. Bray reaches my core stops and looks up at me.

             
“You don’t need this tattoo to tell me what to do with it baby,” his coal black stare telling me hes serious.

             
“It was a bet,” I mumble.

“I would definitely eat you no matter what.” And then his gaze disappears and his tongue laps me and I moan out. One hand is caressing my right leg while his other is busy working my core with his tongue. I lean up to watch
its sensual each caress he makes whether it be his tongue or fingers makes me his even more. But only I’m not I belong to three guys and that’s seriously fucked up.

“Jade baby—stop fucking thinking,” he growls “I must be doing something wrong if you’re able to think.”

Is he fucking serious?
Before I can reply his teeth tug on my piercing.

             
“Shit,” I moan.