Fake Game (The System #3)

Chapter Thirty

THIRTY

JACKSON

“ Y ou’re going to kill me, Sparkles,” I groan, palming my dick through my pants.

She grins up at me, high on her orgasm. “Not a bad way to go?”

“Fuck. Look how hard you make me, baby.”

“Then fuck me.”

“Such a dirty mouth on you.” My smirk turns to a sigh. “I don’t have anything, though.”

Because I honestly didn’t come over here last night thinking I was going to fuck her. I didn’t even think I was going to spend the night.

Deer purses her lips

She pushes herself up and leans forward, showing off her cleavage with a grin. “You said I had fuckable tits, right?”

My dick twitches. “Be careful what you say, Deirdre.”

“Offer stands.”

Well, shit, I’m not so self-sacrificing that I’m going to pass that up. Not when I’ve been imagining my dick running through those tits more times than I care to admit over the years.

“Turn around.”

I move behind her and make quick work of the fabric around her wrists, undoing the knot. Her wrists are a little pink but not bad—should fade in less than an hour. I give them a brief massage before setting her free.

Deer immediately peels off her night shirt, giving me full view of her porn star tits. Those dusty pink nipples stand out against her pale skin, and I just want to run my tongue over them.

I fist my dick again. “Is this what you want, baby?”

“Give it to me,” she nods, reaching up to knead both her breasts.

I make quick work taking off my pants and briefs, my cock springing free. Deer’s lids become hooded as I run my hand over the tip, giving it a quick pump.

“I’m going to fuck those tits, and then I’m going to cover that pretty face with my cum.” I swirl the bead of precum over my tip. “Gotta lube up first, though.”

“Oh, I don’t hav—” She sucks in a breath as I reach down and run my hand over her pussy, taking her release and using it to coat my dick. I groan at how good that feels.

So fucking dirty.

So fucking hot.

I swipe through her again, teasing her swollen clit.

“Jackson,” she twitches, legs clenching.

Fuck, I love hearing my name pass through her lips.

“Lie back for me.”

Obedient as ever, she lies flat on the mattress and grabs her tits, pressing them together.

I straddle her, gripping the headboard with one hand and guiding my cock between her breasts with the other. I curse under my breath. Her wetness makes it easy for me to slide and begin pumping.

After everything we’ve done this morning and spending all night next to her, I’m hanging on by mere threads.

“Massage them while you squeeze,” I instruct.

“Like this?”

She starts kneading her breasts as she squeezes them.

“Just like that,” I groan, throwing my head back as I continue to rut into her.

Without me even having to tell her, she angles her chin to her chest and opens her lips so the tip of my cock hits her warm mouth. I look down to watch the way I move between her tits, mesmerized by the view. And when I push my cock a little farther so she can suck on the head before it pops back out, I lose it. The dual sensations have my balls tightening, and I know I only have a few seconds.

“Fuck, I’m going to come.”

Deer squeezes her eyes shut but opens her mouth, sticking her tongue out, and just that pushes me over the edge, white hot cum covering her chest and mouth, like a pretty fucking picture. I’m going to burn this image in my mind and file it for later.

I reach down and swipe some of the cum off her chest and drag it along her tongue. Her eyes pop open and, like a good girl, she closes her lips around my fingers and sucks, sending a latent jolt to my spent cock.

“It’s like you were made for me.”

She laughs, that twinkle that does something to my insides, twisting them all gooey. I turn to stare at her, taking in that raw beauty.

I flop onto the bed next to her. “Just give me a second and I’ll clean you up.”

“Mm, take your time. I like having you on me.”

“Fuck, baby.” I use the last of my strength to turn on my side and place a deep kiss on her lips, drinking the taste of myself on her tongue.

Knock. Knock.

Our eyes pop open, alarm mirrored as we turn to look in the direction of the door.

“Was that—”

“Hello?” Sydney’s voice rings out.

“What is she doing here?” Deer’s eyes widen.

“Her flight must have gotten in,” I whisper back.

“Yes, but why is she at my door?”

“I don’t know.”

“Jackson. I can’t answer the door looking like this .” She tugs her hands free and gestures to the white cum all over her chest as her voice pitches higher.

“Fuck. I’ll grab something.”

I’m halfway off the bed when Sydney calls out, “I know you’re both in there.”

My foot gets caught in the sheet and I barely manage to get my hand out in time to stop myself from completely eating shit. I brace myself on the wall and look back at Deer who is scuttling off the bed.

“How does she know that?”

“It’s Sydney. What doesn’t she know?”

“Oh my Gods,” she whines.

I place a kiss on her forehead. “It’s fine. Hop in the shower. I’ll deal with her.”

“But—”

“Shoo.” I give her ass a tap before reaching down for my briefs and hopping into them as I make my way through the hotel suite.

I hear the shower turn on just as I get to the door. With a deep breath, I pull it open.

The grumpy blonde publicist is furiously tapping on her phone. Her eyes flick up before quickly falling to take in my lack of clothing. She brings a hand to rest on the space between her brows, massaging it. “Seriously?”

“’Sup.” I rest my arm against the doorframe and give her a chin nod.

“Oh my God,” she groans. “What is this?” Sydney waves the hand holding her phone at my chest before pushing past me into the suite.

I shut the door behind her.

“Deer said you approved.”

“Of you fake dating,” she hisses. “Nakedness does not seem very fake. You know what? This is my fault. I should’ve seen this coming.” She paces back and forth, tapping the back of her phone against her palm.

“How’d you know I was here?”

“The security team saw you enter last night.”

“Right.”

“And then you never left.”

“Riiight.”

“Where’s Deer?”

“Shower.”

She lets out a sigh. “So, what’s going on? Are you still fake dating? Is this real dating? Do I need to get out a statement? Lay it on me.”

“It’s complicated.”

We’re teetering the line of fake and real, and I’m not sure where we are going to land. We’re still a fake couple, but part of me keeps questioning why it needs to be fake at all?

Sydney stops pacing and gives me a look . “Fine. Whatever. We’ll deal with this later. I need you back in the suite and getting ready. You’ve got the showcase this morning before the meet and greet in the afternoon; it’s a tight schedule.”

“Okay, okay. I’ll just say bye, and then I’ll be right over.”

“I’ll wait.”

“Why?”

“So, you don’t get distracted.”

“Come on, Sydney. It’s me.”

“Mm, no. Hurry up.” She makes a shooing motion before going back to her phone.

I jog back to the bedroom, taking a second to collect my clothes and throw them on before ducking my head into the bathroom.

“Hey, I have to head out.”

Deer rubs her hand against the shower glass so I can see her through the steam. “How’s Syd?”

“Confused, but it’s fine.”

“If you say so,” she sighs. “I’ll see you later.”

Some base instinct inside urges me to kiss her goodbye, but I shove it deep down—that would definitely tip us over the line, and we are straddling the gray area as it is.

I shut the bathroom door and return to a waiting Sydney, who already has the front door open to usher me through.

“See, no distraction.”

She just shakes her head and stalks across the hall to scan into our suite, leaving me to trail behind her.

The security team in the hallway keep their faces straight, but the one nearest to Deer’s door makes eye contact with me before quickly looking away. Something tells me that maybe these walls are a little thinner than I’d assumed.

“Yo, where were you all night?” Aleks comes out of his room and slings a hard arm around my shoulders as soon as I enter the suite.

“I was with Deer.”

Aleks’ brows rise. “Huh. Thought you might give me a little more run around than just coming clean.”

“Do not mention this to your girlfriend. I don’t need her getting ideas in her head.”

“Oh, dude, too late. We spent half our video call last night speculating. Stevie has all the theories.”

I groan.

Parker comes darting out of his room, socks sliding on the shiny floorboards, wearing nothing but his briefs.

“Thought I heard you.” He grins, throwing finger guns at me. “Busy night, huh?”

“Parker.” Sydney’s admonishment breaks through. “What are you doing? I told you to get dressed fifteen minutes ago.”

“I got a little distracted.”

I snort. “And you were worried about me.”

Sydney glares at the two of us.

Parker walks over and drops a kiss on the tip of her nose. “Don’t worry, love, I’ll be on time.”

“All of you, to your rooms. Meet me back out here in thirty to go over the schedule, otherwise I’m placing you all in tech isolation when we get back. I’m serious, we can’t get behind today.”

“What? But I’m ready,” Aleks protests.

Sydney pops her hands on her hips and speaks lowly, “Now.”

Parker puckers his lips and waits until she lets out a huff and kisses him back. I hold up my hands in surrender and turn to escape back into my room.

“Jackson,” she calls out.

I poke my head out of my door. “Yeah.”

Her storm-gray eyes lock with mine, “Don’t hurt her.”

Deer is too kind for this world, I knew that, and I’d do whatever I could to keep her safe from any harm. If we were trapped in a sinking submarine, I’d sooner give her the breath in my lungs than let her suffer.

“I won’t.”