Chapter 23 Jett
I looked down at her, and the confusion was clear in her eyes. Green eyes, the color of the grass after a hard game, I noted. She glanced over at Gray, and I saw her fear of him, and I wanted to tell her that he was the least of her problems.
I cupped her chin, turning her attention from Gray back to me, her eyes wide as she stared up at me. She looked like she was caught in the headlights, but I was done being fooled by this girl. “Another thing you’re conveniently forgetting?”
“I don’t . . .” She shook her head from side to side as she tried to release my grip from her chin. “I don’t do drugs.”
“Neither do I,” I bit out as I brought my face closer to hers. “But there’s fuck all I can do when some little bitch spikes my drink.”
Ava’s eyes widened fractionally more, and then they narrowed as her hands came up and pushed at my chest. “Get off of me. You need my permission to touch me, and your touch is not welcome.”
I wrapped my hand around her throat and dragged her nearer, my head bent more so my lips were almost on hers.
“I don’t remember the night completely, not yet, but I will, and from what I do remember, you have absolutely no issue with me touching you.
In fact, this whole house knows how much you want more of me touching you.
” I leaned forward, my lips hovering over hers.
“I didn’t hear you protesting when I finger-fucked you last week either. ”
“Take your hands off me,” Ava demanded. Her voice was low and wavered, but her look was steady.
Her gasp when Gray pressed up behind her, forcing her closer to me, went straight to my dick, and I couldn’t deny that she still affected me.
Which pissed me off only more. “You don’t seem to mind being touched,” I said as I looked quickly at my brother behind her.
He nodded once, and his arms closed around her, holding her sandwiched between us.
“Stop this.” Ava’s eyes were wide and full of fury.
“Stop what?” Gray asked as his lips skimmed her ear.
“You don’t like being here?” His nose ran up her neck, and Ava tried to move away from him, which caused her to press closer to me.
Her reaction was odd; most girls would have thought they had died and gone to heaven had they been pressed in between us.
“I don’t know what kind of games you play.
I’m sure they’re heaps of fun with other girls.
” Her voice cracked, and I felt her swallow against my palm, and my mind instantly replayed her swallowing down my cum that Friday night.
“But I’m not that girl. So, I’m asking you both nicely, take your fucking hands off me.
” Her body was rigid, her eyes alight with fury, and her hands had tightened into fists on my shirt.
“Or what?” I taunted her quietly, and I couldn’t deny she was turning me on as she met my look defiantly.
“Or I will report you both for sexual harassment, and I hope you have good lawyers, Devils, because this shit doesn’t fly anywhere and most definitely not in the NFL.”
Gray grabbed her ponytail and yanked her head back, and I saw her wince in pain or surprise — I wasn’t sure. “Sexual harassment? Is that your play? Is that why you took it?”
“Took what?” She glared at him, and he pressed closer to her. I saw her temper break at Gray’s manhandling of her. “I really, really wish this was you,” she said to him through gritted teeth before the little snake kneed me in the balls.
I hit the floor like a ton of bricks, and as I went down, she kicked me in the ribs.
Spinning on her heel, her roundhouse kick struck Gray in the chest before she launched forward and punched him in the jaw.
As quickly as she’d lashed out at us, she was running to the door.
Yanking it open, she cried out in surprise when she ran straight into Ash.
Ash looked at both Gray and me struggling to our feet, and he automatically grabbed hold of Ava. “Whoa! What the hell is going on?”
Ava looked over her shoulder at us, her eyes meeting mine, and she turned back, her fist already raised to punch Ash. He saw it and grabbed it and then very slowly stepped out of her space. “Are you okay?” he asked her with his hands raised to calm her.
I wasn’t sure if it was her anger, her emotions, or her fear of being caught, but she stepped into the comfort my cousin was offering her.
Ash looked at us both like we were the bastards here and gently took her hand.
“Hey,” Ash spoke quietly. “Hey, it’s okay, come on, my room’s here, take a minute before you go home, okay? ”
The door closed as he led the girl who had drugged me out of the room and out of my sight.
Leaning against his bed, Gray gave me a rueful look. “So . . . she doesn’t scare as easily as you thought she would.”
As I tried to straighten, I rubbed my poor balls. “I was not expecting that reaction,” I admitted with a derisive laugh. “Fuck, they’re never going to drop again,” I groaned as I sat on the bed.
“I thought she would think it was payday,” Gray told me as he rubbed his chest. “Did you hear her? Sex offenses? Really?” He gave me a disgusted look as he rubbed his chest. “I dunno if my ego can cope with reporting her for assault.”
As my balls throbbed in agreement, I couldn’t help but laugh at Gray’s comment. “Man, you beat the shit out of Jamie, and then the next week, a girl the weight of a fucking twig decks you.”
“Wasn’t expecting it.” Rolling his head, he looked me over. “You okay?”
“Yeah, I will be.” I sighed as I looked at the bedroom wall, the shared wall between Gray’s room and Ash’s. “She didn’t notice she wasn’t in this room.”
“Noticed that.”
“I don’t know if that makes her guilty or as clueless as me,” I admitted.
“Is it really possible that she also drank the water?” Gray was looking at the floor as he thought it through. “She thinks she was drunk, but what if she doesn’t remember because she can’t remember?”
Tipping my head back, I stared at the ceiling. I’d considered that. My fury had only wanted her to tell me why she did it, tell me what she had hoped to gain. I never really considered she would be innocent.
As in actually innocent.
“I don’t know.”
“Maybe we need another tactic?” Gray asked me with a side grin as he headed for the door. “Just so you know, if she has no part to play in this, I’m not fucking saying sorry for this.”
“Me neither,” I promised as we left the room and walked into Ash’s.
He was on his chair at his desk, his bathroom door was closed, and I could hear the water running.
“What the fuck did you do to her?” He demanded as we entered the room.
“She was shaking so badly I almost offered to give her sugar!”
I felt a twinge of guilt and exchanged a look with Gray, who looked slightly guilty also. “What’s she doing?”
“Washing her face,” Ash said with a shrug.
“I’m going in,” I told them as I headed to the door.
It pissed me off that I actually hesitated at the bathroom door, and, telling myself to get a grip, I opened it. She was at the sink, her head buried in the towel in her hands. When she heard the door close, her head jerked upward.
“Bastard.”
“You just kneed my balls and then kicked me in the ribs,” I reminded her, and the vicious smirk she gave me caused me to realize she was not only fierce, but she was also fearless.
“You deserved it. What the hell was that?” Ava angrily folded the towel. “You sick fuck, you cannot treat people like that. I’m not a fucking toy.”
“You drugged me, then fucked me, then got me suspended. I think we’re even.”
Ava stared at me with her mouth hanging open before she blinked. “I did . . . what? No!”
“You drugged me.”
“No, I really didn’t.”
I ignored her. “You fucked me.”
I saw her swallow, and she lost a bit of her bravado. “I did.” Her tongue nervously wet her lips, and I watched with far too much interest for a guy who supposedly hated the woman in front of him.
“You stole from me.”
Ava’s eyes widened. “No, I didn’t!”
“You took my sheet.”
She licked her lips and looked away from me, her face flushed.
“Why?”
She shrugged, and I was ready to press her when she looked back at me. “You started all those horrible rumors. You didn’t deny it when people asked you if I sucked you off, and you laughed when your friend dropped her freezing smoothie all over me.”
“I got suspended because of you.”
Ava shook her head in denial. “How is that even my fault? What did I do?” she wailed in despair.
“Because I failed a drug test — a drug you gave me.”
“Dude, I wouldn’t know how to drug someone. I don’t even know how I met you that night. All I remember is some very sordid sex scenes and then throwing up in your bathroom for what felt like eternity, buck ass naked while you and Ash watched me.”
“Sordid sex scenes?”
“Did you hear the rest of anything I said?” Ava demanded angrily.
“Sure, it sounded like blah, blah, blah, lie, lie, lie.”
Ava barked out a sardonic laugh as she flung her hands in the air. “God, you’re a massive dick. Congratulations, I genuinely thought when I heard shit about you, that no one, I mean no one, could be such a fucking asshole in real life . . . but here you are.”
“I’d say it’s been a pleasure, but I’d be lying.”
Ava glared at me for a long moment. “I didn’t drug you. I genuinely didn’t know you were incapacitated that night.”
“Incapacitated?” I laughed incredulously. “Is that what you’re calling it?”
“I don’t know!” Ava cried in frustration. “I don’t know what I’m calling it, except a horrific, horrible nightmare of a mistake that I never want to think about ever again!”
I felt my head tilt to the side as I saw her cheeks redden.
“But you are thinking about it?” I said smugly.
“You remember the sex. Which is why my fingers were deep inside you the other night. You want me to fuck you. Your pussy’s so hungry for me, you were willing to let me fuck you against the side of that house. ”
Ava glanced at me before she resumed looking at the wall, the slight wag of her head belying her frustration. “You’re unbelievable.”
“Thanks.” I grinned, and I saw her bite down on her lower lip.
“I wasn’t being complimentary.”
“Weren’t you?”
Her eyes flicked to mine before she shifted her position. “I don’t know what happened the first night.” She rubbed her forehead as she groaned. “I don’t even really know how I ended up against the wall after the bar. You’re . . . confusing.”
She was confused? Join the club. “Tell me what you do know,” I suggested. She looked genuinely lost, and I decided that I could hear her out.
“I can’t.”
“Why?” My voice was hard.
“Because my insides are like freaking jelly!” Ava cried. “You both scared the shit out of me, and I don’t want to help you, I want to go home, have a shower, and never speak to either of you fuckers again.”
“Tough.” I crossed the short distance to her. “You don’t leave until you tell me everything that I want to know.”
“I have no problem hitting you again.”
“I’m ready for you now. Consider those ones free.”
Ava didn’t back away from my words or my proximity, and I realized she had absolutely no issue being close to me. “You’re nothing but a bully.”
“No, I’m not. All I want is the truth.”
She ran her hand over her face, then wrapped her arms around herself. “I told you the truth.”
For the second time that day, my head dipped and I spoke into her ear. “I don’t believe you.” I caught the sharp intake of breath, I noticed her body sway into mine, and I saw her skin flush. This girl was not as averse to me as she liked to pretend.
“Jett,” she began, and I have no idea why I did what I did next, but I kissed her.
Ava was shocked for one second, and then she was kissing me back. Hands tangled in my hair as she pressed into my body, her tongue stroking against mine as I pulled her closer.
Like floodgates opening in my brain, memories came rushing back to me.
I remembered her touch. I remembered the sweet way her body moved into mine when I fucked her.
I saw flashes of her in my bed, lying underneath me, her back arching as I slammed into her.
I could hear her moans; I could taste her on my tongue.
I remembered how turned on she made me. I remembered the need to own her, to own every part of her body as I fucked her again and again.
With my hands cupping her ass, I lifted her, and she eagerly wrapped her legs around me as I sat her on Ash’s bathroom counter. My hands were already pushing her shirt up as my teeth nipped at her neck. My dick strained against my jeans, seemingly as eager as I was to be inside her again.
“Is this also sexual harassment?” Gray’s dry question stopped us both in our tracks.
Jerking away from her, I didn’t miss the dismay and confusion on her face as Ava slid off the counter. Without a word, she pushed past Gray, and I heard Ash’s query as to where she was going when the door slammed shut behind her.
When I was back in the bedroom, Ash looked at me expectantly. “Went well?”
“Shut up.”
“We learned nothing,” Gray told him with a tired sigh. “Except that my brother really will fuck anyone, she’s got a temper, and she has a decent right hook.” Gray looked over at Ash. “In terms of how either of them ended up here, we know nothing more now than we did the morning after.”
“It’ll be fine, she’ll be back.”
“Jett . . .” Ash looked at the door I was staring at and then me. “Trust me, that girl isn’t walking back in here anytime soon.”
The smile was small, but they saw it. “I remember being here, with her. Trust me, she’ll be back.”
“For your dick?” Gray asked skeptically.
“She’ll be back because we’ll give her no choice.” I looked at my brother and cousin. “The plan doesn’t change. Quinn learned she’s on probation. I own her fucking ass, and she will do exactly what I tell her until she either tells the truth or we find the fucker who set me up.”