Impossible To Resist (BWWM Romance Book 1)(21)

Jared shifted his hands down to her hips, thumbs latched into the waistband of her pants and peeled them down until she laid naked beneath him. He worked his way down her belly to the top of her mound and back to her breasts.

A knock at the front door destroyed the moment. Jared pulled back and pressed a finger to his lips then rolled off her to the floor, as quietly as possible. It almost worked but he knocked over the bottle of beer and spilled it all over the carpet which caused A.J. to burst out laughing. She clapped a hand over her mouth but the damage was done.

“Jump, I know you’re in there,” Derek’s voice echoed through the door. “I’ve seen you with whores before, just let me in.”

Jared’s eyes flew wide. Panicked, he silently pled with A.J. to forgive his agent. He helped her dress and kissed her forehead. “Please just go to my room, and let me handle this.”

“I should just go.” A.J. tried to argue even though she knew it would be more difficult.

“Just hide in my room, I don’t know what he’s up to but I don’t want you caught up in it. Okay?” Jared frowned, it just felt wrong, really wrong. Regardless, A.J. disappeared down the hall with her clothes. Jared adjusted his arousal, now barely more than half-mast since Derek’s surprise appearance ruined the mood.

Jared smoothed his hair and unlocked the door. He opened it to Derek, looking every bit the sports agent in his Armani suit with his cell phone to his ear.

“Yeah, I understand.” Derek nodded his greeting and stepped inside. He surveyed the room, clearly on the lookout for anything he might need to worry about. “No, it is not a problem, I’m on top of it and Jump will be back soon enough. You have my word. No, really, I’m looking right at him and he’s the picture of health. Yes, I understand completely.” Derek disconnected the call and regarded Jared, head to toe and back up before he spoke again. “You’re growing your hair again.”

“Of course I am,” Jared said carefully.

“Who’s the whore?” Derek asked bluntly.

Jared clenched and unclenched his fists a few times before he snarled, “She’s not a whore.”

Derek didn’t even flinch. “Okay, whatever.” He sounded bored. “Why aren’t you returning calls? Your coach, your teammates, not even mine. We thought you might have turned addict or died or some shit.”

“Gee, thanks for the warm and fuzzies,” Jared snapped. “I’ve been working on my shit. Between PT and the gym, I’ve been pushing myself to get back in shape.”

“Well, at least one muscle seems to be working just fine if you’ve got women over.” Derek sneered. “Did she make over the house for you too? Turning domestic on us, Jump?”

“No. I didn’t want to live in a shithole so I upgraded a little bit,” Jared bit back.

“I see. You’ve made quite a home for yourself.” Derek regarded the upgrades, the massive leather couch actually made his eyebrows twitch. “What is really going on, Jump?”

“Nothing,” Jared lied. “Nothing but working out and getting back in shape. Seriously, I’m going to be better than ever.”

“Don’t fuck with me.” Derek stepped forward in his attempt to menace Jared. It was something he’d witnessed before but Jared wasn’t even a little afraid of his agent.

“I’d never fuck with you, Derek,” Jared threw it back on him. “I’ve been working hard and I didn’t want to call until I had my doc’s blessing to return to work. That’s it, nothing nefarious.”

“Right.” Derek folded his arms.

“Derek, I just need a little more time. I want to return in better shape than I left.” Jared tried to persuade his agent. “Don’t be a dick, Derek, it’s unbecoming.” He gestured toward the front door. “You can see yourself out.”

“Don’t dismiss me, Jump.” Derek frowned, headed for the front door and stepped halfway out but looked back at Jared. “You’d better call as soon as you are cleared to play and dammit, you’d better respond to your coach and your teammates.” He slammed the door shut behind him.

“Shit.” Jared kicked the empty bottle of beer and sent it careening across the room into the wall where it shattered.

“Jared?” A.J. stood naked in the doorway. “Are you alright?”



“No, baby, I’m not.” Jared crossed the room, lifted her up, and carried her to the bedroom without another word, silenced by her lips as she kissed the frustration out of him. He tossed A.J. on the bed and drew a yelp of excitement from her. Jared stripped in less than a heartbeat and jumped on the bed beside A.J. with enough force to make her breasts jiggle.

In one, fluid motion, A.J. rolled on top of him. She captured him between her legs and maneuvered so that her warm, glistening mound brought his arousal to attention.

“Then I guess I’ll make it all better.”

A.J. leaned forward so that her hair fell around his face like a curtain. She kissed the tip of his nose and shifted down until his tip slid into her and held there. A.J. taunted him, refusing to allow him all the way in. She grinned at him, eyes sparkling and willed him to watch her work.

A.J. dipped her head to suckle at his left nipple and kissed up to his neck, nibbling and licking her way to his earlobe. She pulled back and planted her palms on his bare chest. Jared’s skin rippled as A.J. raked her nails across chest and down his sides, still refusing to allow him to fully enter her. He growled, deep in his chest as his need threatened to undo him. She finally slid down his shaft, drawing him in further and further until he reached her core.