Letting My Brother's Best Friend Take My V-Card

PART 2 - CHAPTER 116

I dropped my bags by the door and glanced around the apartment. It wasn't bad-

ample space, sleek lines, and oversized windows showcasing the city view. Jocelyn, my agent, had done a decent job picking it out. But it didn't feel like mine; it was just another place to crash

The only time my bed really felt like mine was when Jess was in it, wrapped around me.

"You good, honey?" Jocelyn's southern drawl pulled me from my thoughts.

"Yeah," I grumbled, walking around despite my father's voice still ringing in my ears. ""You'll

regret this," he had spat, the anger evident in his voice. "Football doesn't last forever." Yeah, maybe it didn't, but I didn't need him or his money. I was making enough on my own now, and if cutting me off was meant to teach me a lesson, he could keep dreaming. I would ne Jocelyn walked through the apartment, her voice polished and professional as she pointed out the amenities. I wasn't really listening.

Sure, she looked good, really-with her perfect blonde hair, plumped lips, perky tits pressed up in a practically painted dress. If I was me, before Jess, I would have fucked her right here in the kitchen, and maybe the couch and I would have 08.091

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lips wrapped around

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look at Jocelyn, the more plastic and overdone she looks, and I can see the cracks in her makeup. Nothing would ever compare

Her fingers lingered, and I could feel her eyes on me like she was waiting for me to make a move. "Nice place, right?" she purred, her

cool. "Yeah, it's fine," I muttered, moving toward the kitchen, putting some distance between

Jocelyn followed, her heels

she leaned against the counter, leaning over the counter to make sure I got a view of her chest. She probably paid a lot for those, and they looked a little out of place on her skinny frame. "You've got that welcome dinner tonight," she said, her voice low and sultry. "You should change. Make sure you look sharp for the team and

put the dammed thing on charge. "Oh, no, honey. I'll wait and drive you over, make sure you get there and everything. It's my job. I'll charge

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clenching my jaw.

door, though. Instead, she leaned against the frame, her eyes practically drinking me in

with sex, her gaze lingering just a heartbeat too long. "There's nothing

about to make an enemy on

in there!" she called through the