House Rules: The Jack Gordon Story Read Online Free PDF

wanted.
    “Wonderful,”
she whispered.
    He
finally pulled out of her, ran a hand down his face, and tried to get a grip on
what he’d done. He trembled as he took the condom off, and wrapped it in a
tissue before dropping in a chair, unable to stand another minute. She sat on
his lap, kissed him and kissed him, grinding down against his still half-hard
dick.
    Jack
had never felt better in his entire stupid life. “I want to fuck you some more,
Mindy. Where can we go?” His voice was hoarse, as if he’d been yelling.
    “I
thought you might, sweet boy.” She helped him up, pulling up his pants and
zipping them. “You have to be somewhere…?” she whispered, sliding into his
arms.
    “Nope.
Take me home. Teach me more.”
    “With
pleasure.” She buttoned his shirt back up and giggled when he slapped her ass.
“Oh trust me, we are gonna do some of that, too.”
    He
grinned like an idiot and believed he must have died and gone to straight to
heaven.

 
    Chapter Five

     
    “Nope,
I’ll drive myself, thanks.” Mindy gave him a breezy wave as she unlocked the
door of her convertible. Jack watched her, hands stuffed deep in his pockets,
trying to square the sudden urge to bolt, to go to the high school party and
stick with plan A. The plan where he was a regular eighteen-year-old about to
lose his virginity to a girl, not a sexual rookie, prepared to leap into bed
with his father’s damn secretary.
    He
grinned, catching sight of her bare leg as she slid into her seat. Nope. Plan A
was no longer an option. He leaned into her open window, smiling when she put
her fingertips to his lips. “Follow me, Jackie. Hope you took your vitamins
this morning.”
    His
body was still on edge, satisfied to a point but definitely in need of more. He
gave a mental shrug, trusting Brandis would figure it out when he didn’t show
up. The responsible friend in him shied away from standing the guy up, and he
promised himself he would grab Mindy’s phone when they got to her place and
give Brandis a call.
    He
jumped into the truck and followed her out of the parking lot and toward the
west side of Ann Arbor. They pulled in front of a newer-looking apartment
complex off Pauline, near Stadium.
    He
parked a few slots away from her and got out, suddenly able to identify why he
was so shaky—he was as nervous as he had ever been, despite the fact this whole
“teaching” thing was totally her idea. Swallowing past the lump in his throat,
he turned and yelped when she leapt at him, pushed him back into the increasing
shadows, kissing and running her hands all over him, gripping his ass, stroking
his erection through his trousers.
    He
grabbed on, flipped her around, and picked her up. She wrapped her long legs
around his waist. “Which way?” he mumbled around her lips. “Hurry, I have a lot
to learn, remember?” Nervousness gone, replaced completely by a fresh, bright
rush of lust, he laughed as she pointed to the building at their left.
    “Okay.”
He set her down so she could open the door and pull him into her small, tidy
apartment.
    “First
lesson.” She yanked his shirt off and unzipped him in a flash. He stood naked
as the day he was born, sporting a huge boner and a grin while she crossed her
arms and stepped back, observing him with a funny look. The anxiety returned
with a flash of heat to his face. “Shower time,” she giggled, slipping out of
her shoes and dress, leaving Jack to stare at her bare ass as she made her way
down the hall to the bathroom.
    By
the time he got to the doorway, she was in the shower, humming a tune. He
shrugged and hopped in with her, wincing when the water hit his skin. “Shit,
that’s cold.” He shivered and backed away. She turned around and cranked the
hot water, brushing her bare, slick ass against his cock in the process.
    A
strange sort of whiteness seemed to descend, casting a pall over Jack’s brain.
He reached out, gripped her hips, and yanked her back, making her squeal.