Prologue
Brianne
Walking up the drive of Ethan’s house, the cold Cali air is making my hair fly around my face and blowing my skirt up. I get the sense that something isn’t quite right. I can’t quite place a finger on what it can be, but all I know is alarms are ringing in my head. We’ve been together almost five years now; he was my first boyfriend, first kiss; come to think of it, he’s my first everything. We met back in high school; he was the star quarterback who every single girl wanted, I was one of those girls. I was a cheerleader, and for some reason unbeknown to me, he chose me over all those other girls.
I get to the front door and test the handle; sometimes when he knows that I’m coming over, he’ll leave it open.
It opens.
I walk into the house; those alarms are quieted as my ears are assaulted by the fakest, ugliest moans I have ever heard. Turning to the left where the sound is coming from,
I see my boyfriend bending some bitch over the sofa as he bangs her from behind.
What the fuck?
Tears spring to my eyes, but I don’t let them fall, hearing her cry out again makes me cringe.
“You do know she’s faking that right? You aren't that good, I should know.” I mock. I don’t know why the hell I just said that. I should have just turned around and left because the tears are about to fall, and I don’t want to let them see me break.
Ethan jumps back from her, looking shocked to see me.
“Brianne, what are you doing here? How did you get in?” He looks confused, but yet he was the one who texted me to be here.
Seeing him standing there, not even wearing a condom, everything I feel for him dissipates into thin air. The bitch he was just fucking has a face-splitting grin as she bats her long fake lashes, she wanted me to find out, hell I wouldn’t be surprised if she was the one who texted me.
“How long has this been going on?” I’m grateful that my voice is strong, even though my legs are wobbly. I wouldn’t be able to tell you how I’m managing to stand straight right now.
The laughter coming from the girl breaks my heart and gives me my answer, this wasn’t a one-time thing.
God, I’m so stupid.
I turn and leave, not giving either the satisfaction of watching me cry. Has this been going on the whole time we’ve been together? Him being at college, the big star on campus. He’s the star quarterback there too. I’m so naive, of course, he’s been doing it the whole time. I have heard the rumors, but I never listened, never believed. And now, I wish I had listened to all the warnings I was given by so many people.
I make it to the end of Ethan’s driveway before the tears start to flow.
God, how was I so stupid that I didn’t see this? How did I not know what a bastard Ethan is?
I walk towards the beach, needing the air, I just need to think.
I can’t believe I was so foolish; I honestly thought that he loved me.
I sit in the sand, bringing my knees up and hugging them as I cry.
What am I going to do? Shyanne’s never going to keep this quiet, and I never want to see Ethan again. Maybe I should go on holiday? Livie can look after the salon while I’m gone, and Jill has wanted to come back to work for us part-time we just don’t have the hours for her but with me gone for a week or two. Jill can get a few hours. Maybe, I don’t know; my head isn’t in the right place to be making any decisions right now.
I feel someone sit beside me; “Want to tell me why you’re crying Bri?” It’s Jaxon, my brother’s best friend. Jaxon puts his arms around me and pulls me closer to him, engulfing me. The feel of his strong arms against my body make me feel a bit better and safe. I should have realized he’d be around; sometimes if he’s working on a new game he’ll get frustrated and go for a run, it helps him clear his head.
I wipe my eyes and look up at him; the moonlight glowing on him allows me to see his face. His stormy blue eyes that match the color of the ocean full of concern.
“I just walked in on Ethan cheating on me.”
Thankfully, I’m not a complete blubbering mess. That would be even more mortifying.
“He’s an idiot; he never deserved you,” Jaxon tells me, and I look at him, I mean really look at him, he doesn’t seem shocked. Pissed? Yes, but not shocked.
“You knew?” I can’t keep the shock out of my voice; he’s my brother’s best friend, you’d think he’d tell either me or Carson.
“No, I didn’t. I had heard that he was fucking around, but I didn’t know for sure. Come on Bri, do you think that if I’d known, he’d still be walking? Both Carson and I would have broken his legs. Now dry those gorgeous eyes, you’re too beautiful to be crying over that asshole.” He says wiping the tears from my eyes with each of his thumbs.
“You think I’m beautiful?” He’s Carson’s best friend; I didn’t think he thought of me like that. He’s hot with muscles to freaking die for; he doesn’t miss a day in the gym. Every woman wants him; it’s not often you find a hot as hell geek.
Jaxon and my brother work with computers, they both code and hack everything and anything they can. They also Beta test video games and even make their own and Jaxon has the biggest comic book collection I’ve ever seen, he makes Carson look like an amateur collector, and I’ve seen Carson’s collection it takes up most of mom and dad’s basement.
“Bri, you’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen.” He says without hesitation. I blink, and then I lift my head up, so we’re almost touching, I lean in and kiss him. For a split second, his body stiffens before going rigid, but then he relaxes before taking over the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth like it’s something he’s wanted to do for a long time.
The kiss goes from gentle and sweet to rough, carnal and consuming within seconds.
“Bri, I’m not sure this is such a good idea,” he says hesitantly after breaking our kiss, but I don’t register much, all that’s running through my head is how amazing of a kisser he is.
“Come home with me?” I ask, ignoring whatever he just said. I don’t know where the hell that came from, but it feels right. I want this; I just hope he does too.
“Bri…” He’s hesitant, but I press another kiss to his lips. He smiles at me and stands up bringing me with him; I can’t believe this is going to happen.
It doesn’t take us long to get to my house, as I have my dream home on the beachfront. My Grandad left me and Carson money when he died, and I bought my house and I co-own my salon with Olivia, who is also my best friend.
We make it inside, and I barely close the door, when he’s on me; kissing me, and God, this man’s kisses make me feel wanton and heats my whole body in a way that feels foreign but absolutely perfect. I swear I feel it all the way to my toes. He really knows what he’s doing.
Jaxon starts to pull down my panties, once they’re off, he lifts me up, and I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist, I can feel the outline of his cock pushing against me.
God, so close yet so far, I don’t think I’ve ever been this fevered, I want this more than I have ever wanted sex with Ethan.
“You sure about this Bri?” He asks, breathing hard, those stormy blue eyes, so full of lust. I nod, giving him my consent, I don’t think that I can verbally say anything at this moment. I’m so consumed by him, that I can’t speak.
Hell, I wish he would just fuck me already.
Jaxon moves with me wrapped around him, pushing me against the wall, I don’t know when, but he’s taken his pants off, and he grabs my hands with one of his and holds them above my head while his other arm wraps around my middle in the way of support.
God this feels so damn good!
With one quick thrust, he’s buried deep inside me. Oh, my… I feel so full, so freaking good. I lean my head back, bouncing it off the wall as I do. I’ve never felt so wanted as he kisses my neck, sucking and biting as he does. He’s thrusting so hard, that it hurts, but hurts in a good way and I’m crying out in immense pleasure.
He pulls out of me, and I feel empty until he lifts me, and I release my legs, as soon as my feet touch the ground, he’s bending me over, thank fuck I was a cheerleader and am flexible. Otherwise, I’d be in serious pain in the morning.
Jaxon pushes inside me once again, and this is the best I’ve ever had, “Harder. Please, Jax.” I’m actually begging him.
“Fuck Bri, if I go harder, I’m gonna cum, I want you to cum first.” He grits out, and he brings his hand down, and his fingers start playing with my clit. He’s like a talented pianist, he really knows what he’s doing, and I’m so close right now.
I start to fuck him back, forcing him to go harder and... there, right there, that’s what I want. I cum on a cry; his name leaves my lips in a strangled moan. He grips my hips harder, and I think I may have bruises in the morning. Jaxon pumps into me harder and faster, chasing his own orgasm. He’s breathing heavy before finally unloading inside of me while groaning my name.
As soon as he pulls out of me, I go to the bathroom to clean up and realize that I’ve just had sex with my brother’s best friend. What the hell was I thinking? This is not good. Hopefully, he will realize that this was a mistake. I mean, it’s not like we’re going to have a relationship, he’s the biggest man-whore in Santa Monica, if not the whole of Cali. He doesn’t do relationships.
When I come out of the bathroom, he’s fully dressed waiting for me. “Look Jax…” I start, and he cuts me off. He looks distant, whatever he’s thinking about can’t be good, “You’ve just got out of a relationship. Bri, you need to sort your head out. I understand.” He walks over to me and kisses my cheek.
“I’ll see you soon, okay. Hopefully, you’ll have a clear head by then.”
Jaxon turns and leaves, leaving me wondering what the hell I’m going to do. I do need to clear my head, get away from Ethan and Jaxon, they’ve both messed with my head. There’s no way I can stay here.
I pack my bags and put them into the trunk of my car. I get into the car and start the engine, I send a text to Olivia and tell her to call me first thing. I don’t know where I’m heading, all I know is, anywhere but here.