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We leave before the party can end.

He doesn't take me back to my hotel but to his place, clutching on the wheel so tight he might break it. The atmosphere is capped with a bottle and remains that way until his voice shatters it, bringing other sounds into the mix.

"What is Blake talking about?" he asks quietly avoiding my eyes. "Is he your gigolo?"

In a regular conversation that would be funny but it isn't a regular conversation. I wish it was and I wish I didn't make that stupid decision to go third base with Blake. Yes, I was drunk but who cares? I wish it never happened. It's even more uncomfortable because he's Jax's manager, no wonder that picture of him and Ming was on his Instagram feed.

"No, he's not."

"So what is he talking about?" he asks again. This time a little edgier than before brushing his hand across his nostril, a sure sign of disapproval.

"We hooked up-"

"As in you slept with him?" he looks at me with raised eyebrows "Just want to be clear."

"I didn't sleep with him but we did other things and that was like two years ago." I try to convince myself that it was okay. It wasn't okay, I mean I didn't cheat on him but I should've just kept my little hands to myself.

"I see." he replies.

His voice hangs in the air creating unnecessary awkwardness that doesn't need to happen.

"Aren't you going to say anything else?"

"What is there to say, Noah?"

"That you hate me, that I'm a whore, a cheat. You know it happened like a week after I went back home right? That's after I was sure I liked you." I shake my head in shame when I remember how broken and careless I was. What's even worse is his undisturbed reaction.

"I would never hate you, you're not a whore and you didn't even cheat on me because we weren't together. Of course I'd prefer it not to happen but it did and what the fuck can I do about it?"

"Well I'd prefer if you did something." I pan, wishing that a hole to another universe could just suck me in. Call me ungrateful but I wish he wasn't sparing me his wrath and as corrupt as it sounds it a thousand percent true.

The rest of the ride is stiff and full of regret on my end. I don't know how Jax can still want me after what I told him. I basically slept with his manager, what a fucking mess?

I slept with my boyfriend's manager. I sound pathetic.

The car comes to a stop in front of a massive house. It's equivalent to a giant black box with glass walls and a big metal door.

If a house could be labeled as a psycho it would be this one, so simple yet complex to the point of insanity.

I clamber out of the car when Jax parks and wait for him to exit. He watches me from over the hood of his vehicle taking in my wet face as a result of my silent tears during the ride.

I probably look like shit.

"What?" I question lowly, too afraid to speak loud enough.

"So I can't look at my girlfriend now?" he laughs making me annoyed.

"No. Not when she's sucked your manager's dick." I breathe still oblivious to why he's not angry.

"Why do you want me to be so angry at you Noah?" he walks towards me lifting my head upwards by my chin. My heart drums inside my ear as I meet his gaze, doused in curiosity.

"I just want-I don't know." I answer truthfully looking at his gorgeous orbs. I want to feel as if I did something wrong and having no reaction from Jax makes me think he doesn't care enough. The loud beating in my chest quakes down to soft rhythmic motions when he pulls and leads me up the step to the house's large door. He unlocks it with his hand and pulls me in. As soon as the door shuts, white noise fills my ear.

It's like the noise from the outside world is suppressed by the huge door. My head spins around observing the place. The walls are white and filled with art. No pictures.

I follow Jax into the kitchen passing the sitting area with just about what it needs, a black couch set and a coffee table.

His home is pathetically empty.

He passes me a glass of water and I take it.

"Thanks, do you live here?"

"No this is where I take all my escorts."

"It's not funny." I snap placing the glass in the sink. His comment made me a little on edge, especially considering his subtle reaction to the news of Blake and I. All I want him to do is show me that he wants me so badly he'll go feral just at the thought of another man tasting me, but I guess that's not his style.

After placing the glass down, I turn around to Jax's eyes glued on me. I swallow under his grey scrutiny. He plods towards me keeping his attention fixed on me and when he gets close enough he traps me with his heated body, pressing me against the counter.

Cold air creeps up my spine, and runs down my arm anticipating his next actions. I could feel his hot shallow breath cascading down my face as he looks down at me.

" I don't care what you did with Blake I just wanted to hear what happened between you two. That's it." he whispers in my ear igniting my entire body with his cadence and everything I felt earlier poofs away like a star losing it's life in space. Without even realizing it my top is half way down my torso as a result of Jax's fast hands. He pulls at my skirt with force jerking me forward bringing a gasp from my throat.

"There's a zipper." I start unzipping but he stops my hand.

"I'll take it off." he says then starts zipping my skirt down and I watch it fall to my ankles. I am now down to my bra and underwear with my chest moving as fast as a speeding boat. I reach for his blazer pulling it off with my clammy hands then reach for his tie. I unravel it wildly before bursting his shirt open then going down to his pants. Taut, golden painted abs fill my vision sending comets to the center of my being.The fabric of his boxers struggle against his stiffness and the moisture in my mouth is hauled away like a murderer sentenced to doom.

"Jax I haven't done this in a while." I swallow whatever salivation I have left. I don't know why I was so nervous about this considering what happened in the car but for some reason in his presence right now I feel like a virgin. Like he'd never touched, smelled and tasted me.

Ignoring my words he kisses me intensely wrapping his warm hands around my bare waist. The icy counter burns my hot ass as Jax seats me on the counter top spreading my legs open. Every second slows down to a millisecond when he touches me causing my heart to burst into a million galaxies. A soft moan escapes my throat when he slides his bitter tongue into my mouth sampling all the alcohol he drank tonight. He pulls his lips away from mine placing them on my neck and dragging his kisses down to the top of my breasts. His finger slips into the band of my underwear dragging it down my thighs leaving it on the floor. I unclasp my bra and throw it on the floor eager for Jax to stop this build up and get to it. Just as if he hears my thoughts he lifts me from the counter and spins me around bending me over and with no time to respond, he plunges himself into me. I gasp loudly at the feral penetration bracing myself with my hands against the counter as he stimulates me from behind. The pleasure becomes unbearable when he pulls my nipples between his fingers rubbing ever so wildly and my head lolls against his chest savoring the feeling of him inside me. My hips rhythmically hit the edge of the counter creating pain; strongly overshadowed by the pleasure making me moan once again.

As if the pleasure isn't enough he slides his fingers down to my clit moving it in a circular motion leaving my chest heaving up and down like buoy at sea. He fastens the pace with his strokes and slips his finger into me, pumping in and out while I lose myself in pleasure. My stomach becomes hard with pleasure ready to drip down my legs and when I can't keep any longer I let myself go screaming his name.