Chapter 4

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POV: Jake

I'm thrown onto Jennifer's bed as soon as we step inside. I groan and lay on my back as Jennifer runs around looking for cotton balls and other supplies for my knee scrape.
"How the fuck did this happen?"
"I fucking fell okay?" I grumble.
She rolls her eyes before sitting on the bed at my feet. She leans over causing her breasts to spill over her robe slightly.
Her hand runs over the buttons of my pants and my eyes widen.
"W-what are you-"
She shushes me and unbuttons my pants before pulling them down until I'm left in boxers and my bloody knee is exposed. Jennifer looks down at me and a smirk crosses her lips.
"Hm, i didn't know you invited a friend."
I scrunch my brows at her in confusion before looking down. I gasp and immediately cover my crotch with my hands, my face reddening brightly. I did not just get hard for my best friend. First my bully, and now Jenny? Am i going through puberty again?
Jennifer begins to work on my knee, using rubbing alcohol and cotton balls to clean the scrape before applying a big bandage on it. She slaps my thigh lightly.
"Alright babe, you're good to go. Now is there something else you'd like me to take care of?" She looks up at me through her lashes, biting her lip slightly.
My heart stops and suddenly i can hear my own blood pumping through my veins. I Suck in a breath and get up quickly, grabbing my pants off the floor. Why am i suddenly so...sensitive? Jennifer is stunning but i never thought of her as more than a friend, nor has she ever made sly, flirtatious remarks like the ones she just did.
Jenny stands up and rips my pants from my hand before backing me up against the bed again. I stare at her with wide eyes before i lose my balance and fall back onto the bed. To my surprise she stares down at my throbbing bulge and before i can process what she's doing, she slides a finger down my boxers causing me to whimper.
"Stop what are you doing Jenny?"
"You deserve to feel good for once. You've been treated harshly for so long...let me take care of you Jake." She slowly crawls onto me, straddling my waist.
I look up at her in shock, i put my hands on her hips to try and remove her from me, but she guides my hands upwards so that they're now cupping her big, voluptuous breasts. I hiss in lust and frustration. I turn my head away from her and speak sternly.
"Jenny stop. We're best friends."
"I know Jake. But I've always found you so cute and intriguing, I've always wanted to protect you and take care of you. And I've had it with that Alexander, he doesn't deserve your life, i do. I can make you happy." She has a grimace on her face as she says his name.
My mind is racing with thoughts, my heart is pounding violently making me think I'm having a heart attack. What is she saying? This can't be real, i must be dreaming. I never knew Jennifer was interested in me, i knew she was protective of me but i didn't know that she wanted me. I have to get out of here, the longer i stay the harder i get and it feels so wrong.
My thoughts are interrupted by a surge of pleasure coming from my crotch. I'm knocked back into reality as Jenny grinds her curvy hips against my hard bulge. She looks down at me intensely, her bottom lip caught between her teeth. She runs a hand up my chest and i shiver as a whimper escapes my lips from her grinding. This isn't real. It can't be.
"Oh Jakey, you're making me so wet." She says in complete lust.
I've never seen Jenny in this seductive, lewd light. Every nerve ending in my body is vibrating with heat. I want her...but it's just my body reacting. I...i don't feel romantic feelings for Jennifer. She's been such a close part of my life that i don't think i could ever develop feelings for her that weren't platonic. Of course she's sexy and beautiful, of course my body is reacting to her touch, but the reality is...she's Jenny. She'll always be Jenny.
I sigh before pushing Jenny to the side so she slides off of me. I stand up and put on my pants, leaving her sitting there in embarrassment. She doesn't say a word as she watches me dress; guess she realizes this wasn't the right move. She looks down at her lap as i grab the rest of my things. I look back at her one last time before turning away and speaking.
"Jenny, what the fuck."

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