Wrong (Breaking the Rules) Read Online Free PDF Page B
Author: K Webster
of the couch. I tried not to look guilty as Andi analyzed the situation when she walked in with Jackson and Olive.
“Hey, guys. Uh, Jordan, er, Mr. Compton and I are going over the sponsorship for the museum.”
Jackson the Jackass laughed at us. When I stole a glance at Jordan, he was looking at me with a cocked eyebrow, which made me blush. Everyone was laughing at me, even innocent Olive. Bastards.
“Ugh. We were just working! You people suck.” I threw Jordan a look that meant ‘especially you, wiseass.’
“Our mother is having dinner at her house Saturday, Pepper. Would you care to join us? I’d ask Olive too but she has a modeling job,” Jackson spoke, clearly attempting to help his brother. When I stole another look at Jordan, he just winked at me. How can he sit there so calmly? We had just been sucking face and he was acting all smug about it.
“I’m busy,” I stated automatically.
“Liar!” Olive and Andi yelled, giggling. Are they drunk?
Everyone laughed when I glared at the girls for busting me out.
“Fine, but I’ll find my own ride there and I’m not going as your date, Jordan.” I shot him an evil look, but he ignored it.
“Come here. I want to show you something.”
Figuring he wanted to show me more pictures, I sat down beside him and couldn’t ignore the heat that poured between us as our knees touched. When he pointed to a picture on the screen, I leaned in to get a better look. It looked like a picture of… Agh!
He slung his big arm around me, pulling me to him, and planted an obnoxious, wet kiss on my cheek. I shrieked and tried to escape his grasp. His roar of laughter was infectious, and I tried to fight it but lost. Jackson reached over and snatched the laptop away before it became a casualty of our roughhousing.
When Jordan’s tongue slipped into my ear, I cursed at him. “You motherfucker! Get your tongue out of my ear! Asshole!”
He laughed, removing his tongue. His breath in my now wet ear sent a chill down my body that I knew he’d felt. Everyone was laughing, including Jordan. All but me. I was a little turned on, but they didn’t need to know that. That ache I’d felt earlier resurfaced.
“I’d love to show you more of what that tongue can do,” he whispered into my ear. Oh. My. God.
After he released me, I punched him in the gut, rendering a howl of pain from his part. It was that or let him show me more of what that tongue could do right here in front of everyone. Everyone else roared with laughter. Glad we could provide the entertainment tonight. The three of them finally went off to their separate rooms, leaving me and Jordan alone again on the couch.
Things got serious again when he looked at me. That annoying ache pulsed through my lower abdomen. He did something to my body just by looking at me. It was starting to get on my nerves.
“I’ve had a really nice time tonight, Pepper.” He smiled, and I glanced at those lips. Bad idea. I wanted to kiss them again.
Reading my mind, he used both of his hands, threaded gently in my hair to draw me close to him. This time our kiss was more fervent. Where the first one had been more of an exploration, this one was full of desire. His hands moved to my hips and dragged me onto his lap. My legs moved on their own accord to straddle him. He groaned, and I could feel him harden underneath me. The ache in my pelvic region screamed for a release.
His large hands gripped my ass and pressed me harder onto him. Jordan was hot, funny, and intelligent. Can the scared little girl inside of me brave the possibility of something with him? He sucked on my lip again and I moaned. When he did that, I nearly lost control.
He flipped me so that I was underneath him on the couch. Our hot kisses continued. His hardness pressed into me through our clothes. When his hand slipped under my shirt, I froze.
A tear slipped down my face and I suddenly felt nauseated. I clamped my eyes shut, not wanting to see Cole’s face
“Hey, guys. Uh, Jordan, er, Mr. Compton and I are going over the sponsorship for the museum.”
Jackson the Jackass laughed at us. When I stole a glance at Jordan, he was looking at me with a cocked eyebrow, which made me blush. Everyone was laughing at me, even innocent Olive. Bastards.
“Ugh. We were just working! You people suck.” I threw Jordan a look that meant ‘especially you, wiseass.’
“Our mother is having dinner at her house Saturday, Pepper. Would you care to join us? I’d ask Olive too but she has a modeling job,” Jackson spoke, clearly attempting to help his brother. When I stole another look at Jordan, he just winked at me. How can he sit there so calmly? We had just been sucking face and he was acting all smug about it.
“I’m busy,” I stated automatically.
“Liar!” Olive and Andi yelled, giggling. Are they drunk?
Everyone laughed when I glared at the girls for busting me out.
“Fine, but I’ll find my own ride there and I’m not going as your date, Jordan.” I shot him an evil look, but he ignored it.
“Come here. I want to show you something.”
Figuring he wanted to show me more pictures, I sat down beside him and couldn’t ignore the heat that poured between us as our knees touched. When he pointed to a picture on the screen, I leaned in to get a better look. It looked like a picture of… Agh!
He slung his big arm around me, pulling me to him, and planted an obnoxious, wet kiss on my cheek. I shrieked and tried to escape his grasp. His roar of laughter was infectious, and I tried to fight it but lost. Jackson reached over and snatched the laptop away before it became a casualty of our roughhousing.
When Jordan’s tongue slipped into my ear, I cursed at him. “You motherfucker! Get your tongue out of my ear! Asshole!”
He laughed, removing his tongue. His breath in my now wet ear sent a chill down my body that I knew he’d felt. Everyone was laughing, including Jordan. All but me. I was a little turned on, but they didn’t need to know that. That ache I’d felt earlier resurfaced.
“I’d love to show you more of what that tongue can do,” he whispered into my ear. Oh. My. God.
After he released me, I punched him in the gut, rendering a howl of pain from his part. It was that or let him show me more of what that tongue could do right here in front of everyone. Everyone else roared with laughter. Glad we could provide the entertainment tonight. The three of them finally went off to their separate rooms, leaving me and Jordan alone again on the couch.
Things got serious again when he looked at me. That annoying ache pulsed through my lower abdomen. He did something to my body just by looking at me. It was starting to get on my nerves.
“I’ve had a really nice time tonight, Pepper.” He smiled, and I glanced at those lips. Bad idea. I wanted to kiss them again.
Reading my mind, he used both of his hands, threaded gently in my hair to draw me close to him. This time our kiss was more fervent. Where the first one had been more of an exploration, this one was full of desire. His hands moved to my hips and dragged me onto his lap. My legs moved on their own accord to straddle him. He groaned, and I could feel him harden underneath me. The ache in my pelvic region screamed for a release.
His large hands gripped my ass and pressed me harder onto him. Jordan was hot, funny, and intelligent. Can the scared little girl inside of me brave the possibility of something with him? He sucked on my lip again and I moaned. When he did that, I nearly lost control.
He flipped me so that I was underneath him on the couch. Our hot kisses continued. His hardness pressed into me through our clothes. When his hand slipped under my shirt, I froze.
A tear slipped down my face and I suddenly felt nauseated. I clamped my eyes shut, not wanting to see Cole’s face