Sure.I just sneezed after performing my first blowjob. And almost got caught by Mr. Nigel with my mouth full of cum.
“We should probably get to the party,” Jacob said and grabbed my hand.
“Yes, please.”Get me out of here.
“Feel better,” Mr. Nigel said. “I’ll work on the stains.”
For a second I thought I had gotten some skeet somewhere. But then I remembered he was referring to the jerseys.
Jacob guided me outside.
I breathed a sigh of relief. “So we really can practice that again, right?”
“Whenever you want.”
“Maybe in your truck real quick?”
He laughed. “How about tomorrow night? I need some time to recover.”
“Because of the sneeze thing? I don’t think I’ll ever be able to erase it from my memory either.”
“No, it just literally takes time to recover.”
I stared at him.
“To get hard again after you cum.”
“Oh.” I nodded. “Right,” I said, like I was cool enough to know that.
He opened the door of his truck for me and helped me in.
I watched him walk around the front of the truck. His hair was a little mussed up from where I’d had my fingers in it. And I had the oddest sensation that I might be falling asleep tonight thinking of him looking up at me from between my thighs.
While I was sleeping right next to Axel.
Scarlett and the Fake Boyfriend - Chapter 14 – Everyone Stop Calling Me Cute
Friday
Jacob parked his truck outside my apartment building. We’d skipped the party and gone to that diner he’d taken me to on our first date.
First date.Back when he’d actually liked me. I shook the thought away. We’d had so much fun tonight. Milkshakes were so much better than warm beer. I was glad we’d skipped the party.
Jacob unbuckled his seatbelt.
“You don’t have to come up tonight for appearances,” I said as I pulled my feet off the dash. “I’m actually just meeting up with Sophie in the secret lair for a bit.” She’d texted saying she was leaving the party early and needed to talk to me.
He nodded. “Okay.”
I wanted to ask him to come up anyway. But I didn’t have a reason. And maybe he had plans to meet up with some friends or something. Or Olivia.God, stop thinking about Olivia.I slid my feet back into my shoes. “I’ll see you on Monday. Or whenever you want to practice again.” I tried to hide my cringe. I hated how desperate I sounded.
“Goodnight, Scarlett.”
For a second I thought his eyes fell to my lips.
But I was pretty sure I’d imagined it. Because he didn’t lean forward to kiss me. Since there was no reason to. No one was watching us right now.
I just nodded and climbed out of the truck. But before I closed the door I turned around. “Thank you for tonight, Jacob. I had a lot of fun.”