A Boy From Manning Heights ✔️

Chapter 25 | Jasper

I slam open the door to Beckett's room when I finally get upstairs and turn glaring at him.

"He's fucking lucky I don't go down there and rip him a new one!"

Beckett makes a face.

"Jasper please don't. I know you're upset.."

I glare.

"Upset?! He's going to act like he's fucking worried about me hurting you?!"

I march forward and yank the neck of his shirt down so the angry burn is on full display.

"He's the one that fucking hurts you! He wants to say you'll experience pain from my hands?!"

I rub my thumb slowly over the burn.

"Be a cold day in hell before that happens"

Beckett reaches up and hold my wrist.

"He's wrong"

I finally meets his eyes and my face softens slightly, but a second later I scoff and look away.

"Doesn't fucking matter, everyone around you agrees with him. I'm nothing but a worthless delinquent who'll only fuck up your image"

I shake my head scoffing again as I remember the bouncer at the club.

"God forbid you're even fucking seen with me"

I chuckle darkly and turn back to him, my eyes narrowing.

"Wonder what they'd fucking say when they find out you let me touch you"

I cock my head to the side and run my tongue along my teeth before biting my lip hard.

Stepping forward I grip his chin moving my face so his lips are only a whisper away from my own. Ours breaths intertwining as I speak.

"When they find out I've tainted you with my taste"

I let my lips barely graze his torturing us both before grinning.

"When they find out you cum for me.."

I press a kiss to his mouth, but despite the urgency in his lips and the need to deepen it further I pull back and cup his bulge through his pants smirking when his hips involuntarily thrust toward me.

"..only me"

My lips meet his again hungry and needy. This is what we both need. A reminder, a reminder that despite what his dad says or thinks they can't tear us apart.

I palm Beckett as I kiss him, before finally moving my hand to the button on his jeans and popping it open, my own dick throbbing for attention, but just as I move to slide my hand inside Beckett pushes it away.

"No wait"

I pull back slightly and blink at him confused. Beckett's never pushed me away before.

"I I don't want to...not here"

I groan "I wasn't going to fuck you...yet"

He gasps slightly before blushing.

"I I know I just...I don't"

I lean my arm next to him and rest my head on it waiting for him to decide what he wants.

"Um...maybe....just close my door?"

I chuckle and stand back up and turning to see that I did in-fact leave his door open a crack and walk over closing it before turning back to Beckett.

"Can I get you off now?"