Working With The Rockstar - JH

Chapter 60

Jaden pov

"Fuck, yes." She moaned as I thumbed her clit.

"You like that?" I asked with a smirk played on my lips, teasing her entrance with my two fingers.

"Please Jaden." She whined, lifting her hips in hopes to get me to do something.

I chuckled and did as she asked, pushing my fingers in. She whined when I didn't move them, holding them still. I held a laugh in my throat as she tried to grind down on my fingers to gain any form of friction she possibly could.

"Oh yes." She moaned, stopping her movements as my fingers flicked inside her.

She continued to moan loudly as I moved my fingers faster and harder. She gripped the sheets and also threw her head back as I used my thumb to circle her clit. I knew what I needed to do to get her on the edge, and she knew it as well. Which is why she whined when I didn't. I smirked and decided to tease her a little more by bringing her right to the edge of her orgasm, but slowing down just before she could topple over.

"No, please." She cried, begging for a release.

"Are you going to get up and get dressed?" I asked, holding her hips with my other hand as she tried to grind down on my fingers.

"Yes." She called out, eager to get what she wanted.

"You promise?"

"I promise."

"Good girl."

I decided to finally give her what she wanted. I sped up the movement of my fingers, making her moan loudly. Her hips bucked off the bed as I brought her closer to her orgasm, pushing my fingers deeper into her.

"Oh god. Thank you." She cried out as she was over come with pleasure.

Her walls had contracted so tight it made moving my fingers near impossible, but I still did. Her hips collapsed back down as the wave of pleasure crashed.

"Get dressed Liza." I instructed, pulling my fingers out and walking towards the door.

"Fuck you." She panted out.

"Later darling, we have all the time in the world." I teased, earning a groan from her.

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Liza pov

"You guys took your sweet time in getting here." Landon teased from on top of the boat.

I rolled my eyes at his remark and shut the car door. I've been in such a bad mood since Jaden told me Travis had gotten a yacht. Ever since I was little I've always hated boats. No matter what kind, I remember watching a horror movie and I have sworn off boats ever since.

"Are you sure we have to go?" I asked, bringing my sunglasses down over my eyes to stop the light reflecting off of the bonnet of the car.

"Yes Eliza. We have to go. Why don't you want to go? It's the fifth time you've asked that." He asked, finally getting skeptical of my reluctancy.

"I just really don't like boats." I grumbled, following him up to the ramp.

"You'll be fine baby. Don't worry." He assured, holding me next to him by my waist.

That's not how it fucking works.

"Come on Lizzie. It's been years since you were last on a boat. You'll be fine." Landon laughed, grabbing my arm and pulling me further onto the death trap.

"I'm only doing this for Travis and Kourtney." I stated, walking over to the deck.

Another thing that made me regret ever coming onto this boat was the staff. There was one face that I recognised, and one I wished I would never have to see again.

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Landon pov

"Is her royal highness going to come into the water?" I asked, standing up and walking over to the deck.

"No, I'm not risking drowning under the boat." She stared, crossing her arms.

"Oh, you're not gonna drown Lize. Come on, it'll be fun." Jaden tried to convince her.

"Good luck with trying to get her off that sofa. She won't budge." I laughed, watching her flip me off.

"No. I'm going to sit here and tan. I'm not getting in the water." She uncrossed her arms and pulled her top off, revealing her black swimsuit.

"Why wear a swimsuit if you're not going to swim?" I challenged.

"So I can tan." She stated.

"Fair enough." I shrugged flipping off the water, Jaden following me soon after.

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"Why doesn't Liza like boats?" Jaden asked, swimming up next to me.

"We watched Jaws when we were younger and she's been scared ever since then. I think she's just paranoid. She likes to scare herself by reading statistics of people who drown under boats and shit." I answered, leaning up against the ladder.

"Why does she do that? Like, why does she go out of her way to scare herself with statistics or just with things in general?" He questioned, leaning up against the other ladder.

"It's just a part of her complex. She grew up always having to protect herself and Finn from whatever issues may be presented to them, she was kind of forced to analyse everything that could go wrong for her. She still has that instinct where she needs to try and see all the negatives to keep herself or others from getting hurt. She does it because in her mind it keeps her safe." I explained further, watching him nod understandably.

"Did you see the way that one waiter guy was looking at her?" He asked, dropping the other conversation.

"What one?" I asked, not know who he was going on about.

"I don't know his name. He was tall and skinny with like, messy hair or something. I don't know, but I didn't like the way he was looking at her." He explained, trying to describe this mystery man.

"I don't know man. I'm sure she'll be fine though. You know Liza, she'd tell you if there was a problem." I shrugged, following his lead and hoisting myself out of the water, onto the ladder.

"Something just doesn't feel right. I'm gonna check on her." He explained as we climbed our way back up to the top of the boat.