Bound to You (Literally)

Chapter 15

Chapter 15

I follow Jett dumbly, staring at his back, trying my hardest to get the blush off my face so that Alex won't and out what just happened in Jett's room. I walk down the stairs dreading to see Alex's face because I know that straight away Alex will know that I have done something wrong just by the look on my face.

When we reach the bottom of the steps I hear the TV on. Jett is walking in front of me still, sort of like a shield against Alex. He has long powerful strides, walking around like he rules the whole country. He has so much confidence in himself and I guess he has so much confidence because of he has basically the body and face of a God and enough charisma to charm the pants off you and I should know because he almost done it to me. 

"What took use so long?" Alex's voice breaks me out analysis of the way Jett walks and carriers himself. 

I stare at Alex trying to come up with a good lie, but Jett buts in before I can come up with anything good. 

"We had a shower." Jett shrugs and walks to the couch and plops down, pulling me with him. 

"WHAT?" Alex yells, making me wince from the loudness of his voice. His dark eyes turn a darker almost crimson shade, with fury in their depths.

I stare at him in shock, and a little bi of fear; I'm not sure what I can say to make this situation any better.

"We had a shower dipshit." Jett states the obvious from his place next to me. 

Alex's dark eyes shoot towards Jett, going even darker and fear begins to creep up my spine like a dark chill.

"What did you?-" I cut Alex off, trying to defuse the situation because I know that they will have an argument and I am too tired to put up with it... and also because I am slightly afraid of Alex when he is like this.

"Nothing happened, Alex; all we done, was shower and we were in bathing suits... I promise." I say softly to Alex trying to look him in the eyes without letting him see my fear of him.

I feel Jett's eyes on me, but I still keep mine trained on Alex's so that he believes that what I am telling him is the truth.  

"Oh babe I'm not angry at you; I trust you. It is him; I just don't want him looking at what belongs to me." I keep my mouth clamp shut so my jaw doesn't drop at what he said. WHAT DOES HE MEAN 'WHAT BELONGS TO HIM'?! I don't belong to anyone.  

Alex gets up from his spot on the other couch and walks over to me. He pushes me and Jett further apart by sliding in between us and turning to face me, blocking Jett out from my line of vision.   

“I love you.” He says with a big boyish smile on his face. He leans in towards me, puckering his lips slightly and I keep still as I watch his lips slowly lower towards mine until they touch mine not forcefully, but with a lot of pressure so my lips are squashed against my teeth.

Alex nibbles on my bottom lip, and I’m not sure if he is asking for entrance or just doing it because he likes to nibble on lips.

That last thought made me smile a bit, and suddenly Alex shoves his tongue through my slightly open lips to the inside of my mouth, well down the side of my mouth because my teeth are still shut.

Alex pulls back slightly, taking his tongue out of my mouth, and he begins to trail kisses down my jaw and throat until he reaches the spot between my shoulder and my neck, where he begins to nibble again.

Why can’t Jett be the one to kiss me like this? Because at least I would’ve gotten turned on slightly if Jett was kissing me, but no instead I am sat here awkwardly with Alex’s head only my shoulder, looking like he is crying on my shoulder by the way his shoulders are moving.