After the fuck, coincidentally Matheo ended up having a phone call of his business excusing himself for a bit and it's been nearly an hour since he was locked up in his room while I was left alone to sat on the couch as I get to feel the aftermath of the sex that came through my body like Niagara Falls.

I was definitely sore; but it doesn't bother to say the least. When your step brother fucks like a champion, you indulge yourself for some splendid sex. To say that I like having sex with Matheo would be an understatement, I'm addicted actually. While in the midst of mindlessly watching the tv, I heard a screeching of tires outside the gates.

Taking a look at the window, a Mercedes-Benz was in sight.

This couldn't be Jack.

Pushing the door wide open, the sun had just gone down and it was already twilight. I crack a smile which came out forced taking a deep breathe as I made my way over to the gates, Jack patiently waited in his car pushing a button beside the iron fence as it opens and closes by itself only if the car was registered to the house's system. Jack pulled the car over and as soon as he got it settled inside the premises he climbed out.

"Isn't this a surprise." I greeted, giving him an embrace.

"Cleo, good to see you." Jack replied, giving me a peck on the forehead.

"I'm sorry, I bailed out." I said, face apologetic for I truly meant it.

"I understand babe, but are you really okay?" He asked giving me a once-over with his eyebrows furrowed.

"Of course, I'm well now. What do you mean?" I asked whilst I pondered the question.

"You look flustered. Are you sure?"

Shocked, I scratch my head from a non-existent itch anxious to come up with a response.

"Uh yeah, it may be the heat. I'm fine and no worries." I smiled reassuring him to drop the topic.

Definitely need to clean up myself after sex.

"You better." He replied in a serious manner.

"There's a race at tonight's event, you might want to come." Jack added, hopeful with a glint in his eyes.

I wondered, I have bore myself to death I might as well enjoy the summer. I nod in agreement, happy that I get visit the site again.

Jack drove the car as we were off to our destination. Fingers crossed that Matheo would still be busy to discover that I somehow managed to sneak out because with a spacious roof under my head, it was so easy for me to do it. A few minutes passed, Jack leads me towards the crowd the buzzing of excitement and cars zooming by on the free way.

"How did Mike pulled this off?" A curious sensation overwhelmed my thoughts.

"A few interests from the event Mike had put up, some of these guys are from west coast. This is what I wanted to show you about." With a bottle of liquor he drank and smiled to himself.

I pursed my lips, my eyes scanned the surroundings building up the anticipation inside me.

"I would love a race." I stated as my eyes sparkled with excitement.

"It's fully packed for tonight, next week would do. You still in?" Holding a steepled finger on his lips, uncertain of my decision.

"Absolutely." Ecstatic, I grinned glancing away from the conversation and taking a look at the commotion of the night.

"Beer?" Passing me a bottle.

"Sure." I replied then he hands me a bottle of beer, carefully taking it and I gulp down the beverage like it was water.

We spent the rest of the evening having a casual conversation, relaxed and delighted. Glad that he didn't pressed for details about me backing out but what he did asked was about Matheo. Nonchalantly shrugging like I wasn't affected when in fact he was the sole reason of me ditching the booty call. After 3 bottles of beer, I was tipsy. We called it a night as Jack decided to take me home while I was glued to my seat finding it a hard time to stand up. With his help, I was then brought to the car and we drove our way back home sleepy but yet satisfied.

"You good babe?" He chuckles under his breath, checking for my well being at the moment.

"Yup." Popping the p.

"Thanks babe, I had a good time." I add, genuinely speaking.

"Anytime, be careful." He said in a serious response.

It took me by surprise when he leaned in and gave feathered kisses around my neck when I thought it would be a quick peck. I giggle as I pull myself away from his touch my eyes widened in disbelief.

"Jack, you fucking control your hormones. I'm drunk and I want to sleep." I blurted my mind is already hazy.

"Sleep with me." He suggested.

"I see you some other time lover boy." I utter a response, dodging his statement like a bullet.

While I seem him chuckle, scratching his neck. I shifted my weight from foot to foot climbing out of the car and waving goodbye, making a move to get inside of the house. The lights were already dim, I figured mom and Chris might have arrived but were yet exhausted as usual from work. I tiptoed through the corridor eager to get to bed when a form had appeared on the corners of the room.

I squealed, scared shitless.

"Theo, God. Could you please not try to scare me?" I ask in a pleading manner a hand on my chest trying to ease out my breathing while I did my best to crack my eyes open, my eyelids felt heavy.

Arms crossed across his chest, he's cotton grey shorts left little to my imagination. I was suddenly longing for a blowjob and a handjob, or both. I slightly raised my brow, steadied my stance to cover my drunken state of mind.

"You're drunk." He stated voice passive but gaze fastened on me.

My acting flew out of the window the second he knew, my facade faltered as he stated his thought correctly.

"I had a couple of drinks with Jack, that's all." I explained, trying to clear the situation.

"Really?" He replied in a dubious tone, as if he was questioning the time I've spent with Jack.

I scoffed, disliking the word that had came out of his mouth.

"Don't need to act like you're surprised. The last time I checked we've been enjoying ourselves fucking each other's brains out for a couple of days." I bluntly respond, irritated of his actions.

Holding his hands up like a criminal caught in the act. "Okay, you got me." Shaking his head with a throaty chuckle.

I rolled my eyes annoyed that he behaved like a boy, unusual that he was teasing and trying to make a light out of the situation. When he was a bringer of tension, sexual tension.

"You know what they say, don't talk to strangers." He said and started to caress my lips, eyes focused on his doing.

"Uh-huh." I replied in a sarcastic response as I fail to understand the pressure with both of these men, the male generation in general.

They both go alpha males and apeshit real quick.

"Goodnight." He said while his hard eyes looked unsure but it complied and he walked away leaving me to gape at his sculpted body.