Slamming the door to her hotel room shut, Naomi threw her now smashed phone at the teenage boy that was fast asleep on her bed
"Get the fuck up you have work to do" she yelled as Jason woke up with a start
"What's going on? Did she buy it?!"
"Buy it? Of course she fuckin bought it, she was on her knees crying over her deceitful ex-boyfriend by the time I left"
"Ex?! She's going to break up with him???"
"Break up with him and break his neck the way she was going on. She really is a child, I don't know what Travis ever saw in her" Walking to the mini bar she grabbed a mini bottle of vodka, broke the seal and then downed the liquid
"Oh my God, you really did it"
"Was there ever any doubt? Now it's your time to shine Jay, go get your girl"
"I was thinking about that and I really don't think..."
"Don't think Jason, that's dangerous for you. Just do... Preferably her. Once you have had your hands on her Travis will never want her back"
"I just don't see her wanting that dominant, alpha bullshit"
"Are you kidding me?!" Again she opened and downed a mini vodka "She's been fucking Travis for weeks, he's an animal in bed, he'll have had her tied up, with his hands around her throat and she will have loved every second of it, a little bit of a firm approach from you is nothing compared to that, she will probably think more of you knowing you actually have a backbone"
"Travis really likes that shit?"
"It gets him off every time. Now here..." She walked to her vanity case and pulled out a box of condoms "Make sure you use something, just incase"
"In case of what?!"
"Oh I don't know Jason, use you imagination, STD, pregnancy, do they teach you none of this in school?"
"No they teach us that shit, what they don't teach us about is girls liking losing control, liking a guy taking without making sure it's what's wanted. In school they call that rape"
"Yeah well in the real world it's called domination, now are we going to sit here and have a sex-ed class or are you gonna take a shot and then go get your girl?"
"I guess I'm going to take a shot and go get my girl seeing as she's now single. Actually I think I'll take a few shots"
"Not so many that you can't get it up"
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Sitting in his car at the end of the road where the Swift family lived Jason was glad to see both her parents cars were missing from the driveway whilst he had just seen Taylor pull up in hers.
She looked delicious in her skin tight yoga pants and sports bra and the thought that she was now in the house alone, a single woman once more, had his mouth drooling.
He still wasn't 100% sure on the rationalisation of Naomi's idea but she was older, a college lecturer, for fuck sake and she had slept with Travis!!
She knew what Travis liked and what Taylor must have been giving him.
She didn't like Jason when he tried to be the gentleman, maybe he would have more luck if he turned up rougher, more demanding.
Naomi had shown him film clips whilst he downed vodka shots in preparation. 50 Shades Of Grey and 365 Days, both men were alpha and the women loved it. So did the millions of women that had watched it.
Looking at himself in the rear view mirror Jason had to admit he may have taken too many shots as his vision doubled and a hot optimism spread from his groin to his chest.
Stuffing a handful of condoms into the back pocket of his jeans he exited the car and headed to Taylors home.
Trying the handle he was pleased to find the door was unlocked, slipping inside, he locked the door and put the key into his pocket next to the condoms and then listened, he could hear Taylor upstairs, having a heated conversation on her phone.
Jason couldn't make out what was being said but he heard his brothers name more than once and was ecstatic when it was said roughly rather than the overly sweet tone he was now used to hearing from Taylor when she spoke Travis' name.
Creeping up the stairs, his heart began to bang so hard against his chest he was scared Taylor would be able to hear it but as he reached the first floor he spotted her pacing back and forwards ranting into her cell phone.
Slowly he edged towards the room, the entire time taking in her form, her sports clothes clung to every curve, enticing him, making him hunger even more for what lay beneath.
Just as his finger tips wrapped around the wooden door frame, Taylors eyes flicked up and locked on to his, her jaw dropping open and the cell phone falling from her hand
"Taylor..." his voice sounded slow and rough under the influence of the alcohol he had drank and as she reached down for her phone he flung himself forward, grabbing the accessory before she could and landing on her back, her body flat to the ground as Jacob lay over her, the phone in his hand
"Please..." her voice was barely a croak under his weight
"I was hoping you would say that" he whispered hot into her ear as he ended the call and threw her phone far under her bed where she could not reach it.
* I hate this chapter but I need it to get where I'm going
