Page 394 of Forbidden Billionaires: Vol. 11
He smiled. “You can sneeze on me anytime you want.”
I scoffed at him. “I did not sneezeonyou. You’re remembering it wrong.”
He just laughed and turned his truck back on.
“Night,” I said and slammed the door closed. I walked to the front of my building. It was strange. When I’d been on my knees, I’d felt so...desired. Like Jacob really wanted it to be me in front of him. And then him wanting to skip the party to go out for dinner instead had been exactly what I wanted.
But as I turned to watch his truck drive away, all I felt was...alone. The doorman opened the door for me.
“Thank you,” I said and stepped inside. I’d been worried about the lines blurring between friendship and an actual relationship. And I had every right to worry. Because I think they were starting to blur for me. And not for him.
I felt tears welling in the corners of my eyes. The last time I’d felt this stupid was when I thought Axel would notice my new look at the beginning of the year. And instead I’d had to watch in horror as Gigi planted a kiss on his lips on the first day of school.
It felt like someone was squeezing my heart. And even though I was wearing Jacob’s varsity jacket, I felt a chill in my bones.
I hit the button for my downstairs neighbor’s floor. My stupid heart. Jacob and I had agreed to a fake relationship. Why was my heart not following the rules?
My phone buzzed as the elevator doors parted. I pulled out my phone and stared down a text from my kiss thief as I stepped onto the elevator.
“You weren’t at the party tonight. Is everything okay?”
“I’m fine,” I texted back. But I wasn’t fine. And I wasn’t in the mood for mind games right now. I felt my lower lip trembling. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back against the wall. I was such an idiot. I’d messed up another first. I’d given my first blowjob to a boy who’d never like me back. What was wrong with me?
My phone buzzed again. I stared down at the kiss thief’s next text.
“I missed you.”
I really wasn’t in the mood for this. But his text eased the ache in my chest just a bit. “You mean you missed watching me from a distance?”
“I want to do more than watch you from a distance.”
I bit the inside of my lip as I stared at his words. I loved Axel. And he didn’t care. I think I was starting to fall for Jacob. But it was all pretend.
The kiss thief though? He liked me. Just because I didn’t know who it was didn’t mean it wasn’t real. “What did you mean by stealing third base?” I texted.
“Were you with your boyfriend tonight?”
No, not really.Jacob wasn’t my boyfriend. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“Answer mine first. And then I’ll answer yours.”
I sighed. “Yes, I was with my boyfriend.” I held my breath as I waited for him to respond to my question about third base. But he was suddenly taking longer.
The elevator dinged and the doors parted. And then my phone buzzed.
“Thinking about touching you has been driving me insane.”
So Jacob was right. The kiss thief wanted to do things tome.
The doors started to close and I realized I hadn’t stepped out.Crap.I put my hand against the door just in time so it wouldn’t close and hurried out.
And then I stood in the empty hallway staring at my kiss thief’s words. I remembered the feeling of Jacob kissing me between my thighs. How badly my body wanted him to keep going. Iwasn’t bold enough to ask him. But it was a lot easier to be bold when I wasn’t staring someone in the face. “Keep going,” I texted.
“I want to feel how wet I make you.”
Jesus.“Keep going.”
“I want to know you’re thinking about me even when your with your boyfriend.”
