Free JAX: A Rockstar Stepbrother Romance by Vivian Lux

right here in the hallway and lift her tiny body right onto my cock. She was making these little sounds, tiny, mewing noises that were killing me.
    Then her whole body shuddered and she pulled back.
    "No." I was sure I said that out loud.
    She placed her hands on my chest. For a brief moment, I was hopeful.
    But then she gave me a small shove.
    Then she smiled this small, patronizing smile and fucking patted me on the chest.
    She patted me.
    "Let's be grown-ups here, Jax, okay?" she cooed in this false calm voice. "We've already done the whole horny teenager thing."
    "Horny teenager thing?" I stepped back from her. My head whipsawed between drunken anger and sober sorrow. "Is that what it was to you?"
    She sniffed, her little lips pressed into a thin line. "Clearly, that's exactly what it was."
    "Yeah?"
    "Yeah." She folded her arms across her chest again, her jaw tight.
    "I don't believe you."
    "Well, you should." Liliana shook her head. "We were kids, Jax. Puppy love and hormones. It didn't mean anything."
    All the breath went out of my lungs and I sagged against the far wall. Didn't mean anything?
    "Fuck you, it didn't mean anything," I muttered, staring at my shoes. For a moment everything was swimming, and I knew I would start crying like a bitch if I didn't pull myself together. I looked back up at her.
    She was staring at me with pity in her eyes. Fucking pity for me , Jaxson Blue.
    No one pities me.
    "It meant a lot to you, anyway," I said slowly. Her eyes widened—God, how could they get even wider?—as she listened to the cruel words that tumbled out of my mouth. "I taught you everything you know. It was cute, really, how eager you were to learn." I wanted to hurt her. I hated that I want to hurt her. But I needed to hand her some of the pain I was feeling. "Been nice really, ever since, not having to do all that hand-holding while I'm fucking a chick. Virgins are exhausting."
    She made a little noise, and for one second, I could have taken it back. But I didn't. I watched her turn her back on me and slam the door in my face.

Chapter Fifteen
    Liliana
     
    Stop crying. Why are you surprised? He's cruel. He's evil. You already knew that, so why does it bother you so much?
    Berating myself wasn't helping me sleep, and neither was the crack of early morning light that was working its way up the far wall of my bedroom. Maybe I dozed a little in between bouts of recrimination, but I didn't sleep.
    When my stomach growled, I finally gave up on forcing myself to sleep and just lay there. My head felt like it was stuffed with cotton balls and my eyes were puffy and swollen.
    And my cheeks were scratched from Jax’s stubble and my lips still tingled from his kiss.
    I could leave. Go back home, put an entire continent between him and me once more. It was an enticing thought.
    Dammit, no. I'm not running away again. I have as much right to be here as he does, and he's not going to get to me.
    Fierce.
    I closed my eyes, feeling marginally more composed.
    I swore I never fell asleep. But I must have. Because when I opened my eyes, Jaxson was sitting at the edge of the bed, my laptop opened in his knees. "Mornin' Bit," he said.
    I sat bolt upright, yanking the covers up to my chest. "What the fuck, stalker! What are you doing here?"
    He stretched like a cat in a sunbeam and shot me a lazy grin. "Waiting for you to wake up." He gestured to the laptop. "You took forever and I got bored."
    My heart started hammering in terror before my lips could form the question. I gaped at him, watching his eyes dart back and forth across the screen, an amused, and frankly triumphant smile twisting his lips. "Are you seriously reading my book?" I demanded, trying to mask my horror with belligerence. "Oh my god, Invasion of privacy much?" I reached over, trying to snatch the laptop away while simultaneously clutching the blanket to my chest.
    He deftly swung the laptop just out of my reach and kept on reading. "You publish these books for