Jillian had sat quietly next to Jason as he explained about how he met Lina and all the ridiculous events that followed.

“But, even if it comes down to that, it’s not a guarantee you two will end up together, right?” she asked, trying to get a grip on the situation. It honestly sounded like some soap opera shit to her.

“That’s not the part that’s worrying me. I mean, I hope she doesn’t, but if things don’t end up the way she wants…I feel like she might use her connections and wealth to ruin mine and possibly my mom’s life,” he explained, letting out a heavy sigh at the implications. His words made Jillian roll her eyes at the familiar-sounding threat.

“Yeah, I gathered that from your story. I’ve dealt with my fair share of rich crazies, believe it or not,” Jillian said, her lips pressed into a thin line like she was frustrated.

“ I know you have, I won’t make you do it again,” Jason reaffirmed.

“Just let me think about it for a bit, okay?” Jillian said with a heavy sigh, her expression remaining the same.

“I’m really sorry. I knew it was coming, yet I blocked it out of my mind,” Jason apologized, running his hands through his hair and leaning forward, resting his forehead on his palms.

Dealing with Lina’s texts had been easily manageable with some AI and simple programming, but her phone calls were just her talking non-stop for ten minutes or more. She had a knack for turning the simplest topics into lengthy ramblings of pointless information, thinking it was bringing them closer together.

“I don’t know what I was thinking. You can go and I will handle this. I am also sorry I started something I couldn’t finish with you,” Jason said, deciding Jillian had already made up her mind on the matter. She shot him a harsh glare in return.

“I said I need time to think, not that I don’t want to help,” she retorted with a huff, sitting back against the arm of the couch.

Even as Jillian glared at him, his gaze seemed to focus on her lips, which were pulled down into a scowl. The thought that he may never get to kiss them again made his heart ache. It was at that point he realized just how much he had changed in just over a week, and it was all thanks to her. She was the one to break him and seemingly the only one that was able to put him back together.

Just thinking about Jillian was enough to make Jason lose his natural stoic demeanor. Like his entire life of ignoring, and straight up hating being aroused was thrown out the window. The freckles that would enrage him before now made her look so cute he could hardly stand it.

Then there was Lina. The last time he saw her, she ambushed him on his way out of work and guilt tripped him into stopping for some coffee. He didn’t even like coffee. It wasn’t that he hated her; it was the fact that he felt forced to be there and had to watch what he said and did. With Jillian it felt like he could just be himself and she happily accepted him. Hell, she even seemed to like who he truly was.

“Jason, what are we?” Her question suddenly snapped him back to reality.

He sat up straight, opening his mouth like he was about to say something, but found himself at a loss for words.

“In your texts to Lina, you told her we were together…are we?”

A heavy silence settled between them as they locked eyes.

“Was that the truth… Or were you just trying to push her away?” Her tone was flat and gave little away to what she was feeling.

He felt a lump in his throat, the weight of the situation pressing down on him. Without a word, he shifted to face her more, their knees touching on the cramped couch.

Their gazes locked in that moment, and Jason noticed a slight crack in Jillian’s tough exterior as her lip trembled ever so slightly.

“I’m sorry...” he said, a look of genuine stunned sadness crossed her face at this. “For deciding what, we were on my own. I told her what I felt was closest to the truth. It all happened so fast I didn’t even think to consult you first. I would have confirmed everything if I hadn’t gotten blindsided by the rapid texts, I swear.”

It was such a typical Jason response that Jillian found her worry suddenly gone.

“You big, adorable idiot.” Her thoughts made her crack a small smile. “You’re such a goof,” she said aloud, the small smile quickly blossoming into a full grin.

“Well, does this mean you’re officially okay with being with me?” Jillian asked, a playful glimmer dancing in her eyes.

“Well, if...” Jason started, but she interrupted him.

“If I didn’t want to be with you…” she quickly crawled into his lap, “I would’ve left last night... But you accepted me just as I accepted you. It’s too late to go back now. You’re stuck with me, big guy.” Jillian’s words were like honey to his ears, thick and sweet, while her hands moved to cradle his face, thumbs resting below his chin.

“I still want you, if you want me,” she said, her whispered voice carrying an even more seductive undertone. His arms instinctively wrapped around her waist, pulling her against him.

“I do... I still want you… so badly,” he said quietly before their lips met in mutual desire.

Even though they had just kissed less than an hour ago, this one felt like it had been a long time coming. Their lips opened and closed together, her hips gyrating against his lap, desperate to add more passion to their coupling. The flavor of strawberries filled his mouth from her lip gloss. He couldn’t get enough of it or the sensations he felt as they kissed.

Jason was quickly lost in the warm embrace of their lips and tongues melding together. His hands moved down her back, pulled up her hoodie and slipped them under her pants and started caressing the large peach that was her ass. He let out a soft groan as the malleable flesh sunk between his fingers.

The desperate groping of her butt made Jillian let out a muffled giggle. Their lips parted shortly after. It seemed Jason wasn’t quite ready to stop as their lips made a popping noise when they separated. Jillian seductively licked her slightly swollen lips.

“ Hmm, if I didn’t know better, I would think you might like my butt. But that can’t be the case. The Jason I know hates everything about me, or does he?” she teased him, hands running through his hair, massaging his scalp softly.

Jason let out a sigh, still a bit fuzzy from the short make out session, but a small smile curled the corners of his lips that shimmered slightly from the shared lip gloss.

“Ya got me. I can’t deny it anymore than I can deny myself. It’s scary just how much I like it,” Jason said, giving her butt another firm squeeze and leaning in for another kiss. But Jillian turned her head, making his lips smack against her pale, freckled cheek, making her giggle cutely.

“As much as I’d love to continue this, we should figure out what we are going to do when that brat arrives,” she teased, leaning in and giving him a kiss on his cheek that was covered in more than just stubble now.

He let out a frustrated sigh. Of course she was right but it felt like she was withholding drugs after getting him hooked. Addicting, but also kind of scary, when he thought about what he would do to keep kissing her.

“Do you have any ideas?” he said, trying to take his mind off his painfully hard erection that was not happy as it throbbed against the bottom of Jillian’s butt.

“Well, first things first. We need to make sure nobody else is in the house when she shows up. Either we find a way to keep your mom out and occupied, or we come clean and tell her about everything.” He shook his head at her latter suggestion.

“I don’t think telling her would help. She would just try to get involved, and I don’t want her to become a bigger target than she already is,” he reasoned.

Jillian gave Jason a slight frown, but she continued to run her hand gently through his beard and down to his chest.

“I really don’t like the idea of anyone being targeted. Plus, keeping this a secret is going to be tough. My mom has the ability to sniff out secrets like a bloodhound. It’s like fuckin’ magic, I swear,” she said, sounding a bit too serious.

“Well, maybe we could try meeting her somewhere else?” Jason suggested, prompting Jillian to pause and consider.

“That could work, but then she might get suspicious if we ask her to come to some random place… What time is it?” Jillian suddenly asked.

“It’s a bit after nine,” he said, after reluctantly removing a hand from her butt to check his phone again.

“Alright, and how long did she say it would take her?”

“Less than four hours,”

“I guess it would be best if everyone else is away from the house from noon to two pm,” Jillian said as she counted up on her fingers and Jason nodded in agreement.

Jillian reached into her hoodie pocket and pulled out her phone, and started tapping away quickly. Jason put his phone down and decided to entertain himself while she was busy. His hands found their way to her thick thighs this time. His fingers sank into her soft flesh with a pleasurable squish. The thin yoga pants felt good on his fingertips as he massaged her legs. It was doing little to calm his erection though.

“Alright, hopefully that works,” Jillian said, slipping her phone back into her pocket.

“What did you do?” Jason asked curiously.

“Oh, I just asked June to see if our moms could take her out for lunch. They’ll probably text me soon, asking if we want to join. That should give us the alone time we need to deal with this mess.”

Jason was impressed by how quickly Jillian had come up with the idea. It was just another example of her surprisingly quick wit.

“You’re actually… really smart,” he complimented her, omitting any unnecessary additions. He was learning, too, which was a relief. Jillian smiled softly at him.

“Oh, shut up,” she said with a teasing tone, followed by a giggle as she scooted up against his waist.

“I mean it, everyday I learn something new about you…and everyday I seem to find myself falling for you more and more,” Jason said with a rather serious expression.

Feeling her face heat up slightly, Jillian couldn’t help but break eye contact.

“S-shut up. I don’t need your stupid flattery,” she said, her usual stubbornness still there, figuring he was just feeling grateful for her help, not that she didn’t enjoy his sweet words. It was something she wasn’t used to receiving without some kind of subtext or hidden meaning to them.

“It’s not flattery Jill, I would probably just be sitting here panicking without you right now.” His words brought a smug grin to her face.

“Well, that does sound like you,” she said, teasing him again as she met his eyes that hadn’t strayed from her.

She felt her face warm up again. She couldn’t take much more of these sickly sweet moments. It felt like she was going to do something stupid if he kept being so nice to her. But instead of moving away from the sweetness, denying her own happiness, she leaned into it for once. Jillian nestled in closer, wrapping her arms around his torso and burying her face in his shoulder.

“Thank you Jase… It means a lot to me, especially coming from you,” she said, murmuring softly into the crook of his neck and shoulder, feeling Jason’s hands slide up her back again.

Despite the looming threat, everything felt so nice and peaceful. He wanted to say something, but every thought felt like it would disrupt the moment if he spoke it aloud. Instead, he buried his face into her mess of red curls, pressing his lips to the side of her head while breathing in the sweet scent of her shampoo, deciding to save words for later. They simply sat there, holding each other in silence for those few precious minutes.

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The cozy embrace was interrupted when Jillian’s phone buzzed between them. Letting out a sigh, she leaned back with a smile, prompting Jason to loosen his arms around her. He returned the smile, still trying to get used to the feeling of the warmth of another person.

“Who knew holding a woman would feel so… good.” His thoughts filled with fluff.

He was so accustomed to being pissed off and having a permanent scowl around women. Wanting to smile was foreign to him. She playfully kissed his chin before checking her phone. She quickly replied to a text from her mother.

“Now, for the finishing touch,” she said with a smile. Suddenly, she was holding her phone out at arm’s length. When Jason saw their faces on the screen, his eyes went wide. He had to resist the urge to slap the phone out of her hand.

“Wait, what?” he said in surprise as Jillian leaned in to press her cheek to his and took a picture.

He blinked at the realization that Jillian had just snapped what might be the only photo of them together where there wasn’t any visible animosity.

It triggered a memory of a random yearbook picture, where the yearbook committee captured a rather tense moment for him. In that picture, Jason was seated at a lunch table while Jillian leaned on his shoulder, grinning like crazy. He would never forget the caption they put on that picture.

“Two friends sharing lunch, maybe more!”

Jillian had stolen his year book and ripped out the page. All because she quote on quote, didn’t want him to jack off to the thought of them together. He didn’t have a problem with it at the time, he might have done the same, as he had no plans to do such a thing. If he knew the actual fate of that ripped out page, he might have been surprised.

“Wait, who are you sending that to?!” he blurted out.

“My mom, obviously. What other reason would I have to skip lunch with my little sister?” Jillian said, laughing a little as she quickly texted the picture to her mother.

“I mean… I don’t want you to miss out on that either. You can go if you want,” Jason said, making Jillian stare blankly at the man whose lap she was still sitting on.

“Wow, Jason... That’s probably the sweetest, yet stupidest thing you’ve said in a while. But hey, I appreciate the thought.” She reached out and patted his face, her inner bitch making a surprise appearance yet again.

He frowned a little at her before trying to explain better, “I was just saying I don’t want to pull you away from spending time with your family. That was never the goal.” This made her pause for a moment before she let out a heavy sigh.

“That was… I mean, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to call it stupid. I would love to go out with my sister, but the whole reason they are going out is to keep them away.”

“Yeah, I know that. I just meant that I feel bad that you’re missing out,” Jason said. Jillian raised a hand to stop him.

“I get it, and it’s really sweet. But I want to help. If you want to make it up to me, take us out to a fancy dinner or something,” she suggested with a smile.

“And who’s ‘us’ in this context?”

“You, me, and June, of course,” she said, her smile wide and sweet. Jason even managed to smile a bit as well.

“That sounds fair. It’s the least I can do. I just hope it’s not the last time I can afford a fancy meal,” he said with a small nervous laugh.

Jillian wasn’t thrilled about Jason joking about how this girl might ruin him. She was a little more worried about her family becoming a target, if this girl decided to take out her frustration on her. But those were her priorities. It didn’t mean she didn’t care about Jason’s feelings or family. Far from it, really.

“I’m sure we will figure something out. We just need to show her that we’re actually a couple,” she said, letting a brief silence hang between them before flashing a mischievous grin.

“So, want to rehearse some more for when she shows up?” He gave her a puzzled look in response.

“Rehearse? What do you mean?” His question prompted her to let out a small giggle.

“Well, we gotta prove we’re together, right?” Jillian said, still grinning.

“Yeah? I figured once she sees you and hears it from you, she’ll be convinced. You mean rehearse what we’re gonna say?” She shook her head, still grinning at him.

“What if she asks for... more proof?” She reached out and took Jason’s hand and pulled it up, placing it on top of one of her small breasts over the thick hoodie.

“Think you can improvise that on short notice in front of her?”

Jason swallowed nervously, her words carrying a seductive tone.

The small soft orb in his hand, squished pleasantly. The hard nipple poked his palm, even through the layers of clothes.

“I think I can...” Jason didn’t sound all that confident.

“Oh? And what exactly will you do to convince her?” She giggled softly, awaiting his answer.

Jason gently slid his hand down from her chest, to Jillian’s thigh, giving it another soft squeeze.

“Hug you,” he murmured, eliciting a barely suppressed laugh from her. Despite her amusement, she nodded and leaned in and gave him a big hug, one of his arms wrapping around her as well.

“Hold your hand,” he continued, his gestures filled with innocence and humor. Jillian leaned back, her smile showing just how amused she was already. She quickly took both his hands and intertwined her fingers with his.

“Kiss you,”

“Now we are talking,” she teased before leaning forward to press her lips to his in a tender, open-mouthed kiss. As they both closed their eyes, they quickly lost themselves in each other’s lips – one of them craving the feelings of love that had been lost a long time ago, the other unfamiliar with romance in general, yet already addicted to the taste of her lips.

Jillian’s fiery red curls cascaded back as her head tilted to meet Jason’s lips. After several more long moments of sucking face, she pulled back, barely parting an inch, as if she was afraid to be too far. Taking a slow deep breath, she pressed her forehead against his. Both their eyes opened just slightly to stare at one another.

“What else? Tell me the things you want to do to me… please?” Jillian’s warm breath panted against his moist lips, her desire for him was overwhelming, as her hand was already grabbing at his waistband.

“I’ll...touch you,” he hesitated slightly, his nerves suddenly on edge, like she might deny him for some reason.

But her cute smile returned. “What do you want to touch, baby?” Her voice was breathy and desperate, those honey coated words clinging to her lips. Being his usual awkward self, he struggled to find the right words.

“Just… you,” his answer, short and simple…and not what she was expecting.

“Me?” Jillian was momentarily confused.

Gritting his teeth slightly, he blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

“Just… all of you, Jill. I can’t help it. From the top of your head to the tips of your toes and everything in between.”

Pulling away a bit more, her face went a deep red as she gazed at him. It definitely caught her off guard.

“Damn... That sounds like really fucking hot, like a full-body massage, maybe with a happy ending?” she pondered, biting her lip as she used the last of her self restraint to stop herself from immediately undressing right then and there.

“But, let’s save that for later tonight, alright? I do like your enthusiasm, though,” she said with a sigh, giving him one more quick peck on the lips.

“For now, let’s start small... I mean, think of one specific part of me to touch. One that I wouldn’t let someone I wasn’t dating touch.”

“I swear, if he makes a crack about my tits, I’m gonna make him pay,” she thought, regretting her choice of words.

Jason nodded in agreement.

“I’m not sure if I could do it in front of her, but... you, uh, sounded really sexy when I played with your nipples last night,” he said, unknowingly dodging a trap and making Jillian blush slightly.

“I thought for sure you’d say my butt,” she said in surprise.

“I mean, your butt is the first thing that comes to mind, but that’s not really starting small.” The both of them had a small laugh about this. Jillian was, more or less okay with this joke.

“Okay, I get it, and I’m not surprised it’s your favorite. You’re very a typical guy in that way,” she teased, winking as she unthreaded her fingers from his.

Jillian took Jason’s hands and guided them under her hoodie. He caught on quickly, slipping his fingers beneath the fabric. His large, warm hands rested against the soft skin of her stomach. She had to close her eyes at this point as she started feeling a little uncomfortable. He was touching her stomach, her biggest complex, after all. She breathed a little faster as she struggled to push away the thoughts that invaded. Unable to help but worry that he might be disgusted by the sunken flesh.

“Fuck,” she whispered, tilting her head forward to rest her forehead against his chest. As his hands moved higher, her breathing quickened even more. It seemed like the anticipation was making the experience that much more intense for her. She whimpered as he felt his fingertips running over her protruding ribs. It wasn’t until Jason spoke up that really changed everything.

“You feel so soft and warm,” Jason murmured. His words were gentle and sweet, causing Jillian to bite her lip and feel a bit weepy at the same time.

“Stop teasing me, or I might just fuck you out of spite right here and now,” she warned, though it wasn’t much of a threat and Jason couldn’t help but laugh.

“Don’t threaten me with a good time,” he said boldly, earning a playful glare from Jillian as she looked back up at him.

“Quit it and pick up the pace, you jerk,” she said a bit flustered.

Without missing a beat, Jason’s hands moved up, his hands finally cupping her breasts.

“Ah-!” Jillian gasped as he played with the modest yet soft boob and hard nipple. “Oh shit… Jase,” she murmured, letting out soft innocent sounding moans.

Her eyes fluttered open and shut as Jason’s hands kneaded her bare breasts. She hadn’t bothered with a bra so he had free access to her as she held onto his wrist over her shirt and hoodie. His gaze was fixed on her blushing, freckled face, captivated by the array of expressions she made with each movement of his hand. Her eyes started to roll back slightly. The intoxicating, sensual, and sweet reactions were impossible not to watch as she let out more and more whimpers of pleasure. His fingers eventually pinched around against her perky nipples, the pads of his fingers lightly squeezing them. This caused her to let out a loud, high-pitched gasp, while her body shook with a painful pleasure.

“Ow, ow, ow, oh god,” she moaned loudly, feeling the intense sensation of his fingers teasing her nipples.

“Sorry, was that too much?” He asked. She shook her head quickly.

“No, it only hurt for a moment, so don’t stop, play with them all you want, just don’t stop, please,” she moaned, sucking in deep gasps of air as her hips rocked back and forth against his lap again. She wasn’t the only one that was super turned on right now, his erection pressed against his shorts and her butt. Her hips wiggled from side to side, trying to find the sweet spot. Much to her delight, he shifted a little and closed his legs so his dick was more pronounced. She split herself on the outline of his girthy shaft. Her excited pussy quickly drenching her panties as she happily rocked back and forth.

“Nngh, fuck, I need your cock inside me so badly, Jase. I don’t know if I can wait much longer.” Jillian moaned between whimpers, using her hands on his shoulders for extra leverage while he rolled the tips of her extra hard nipple in a circle with his index finger.

“Not on my dad’s couch,” he blurted out, causing her to open her eyes and stare at him.

“Huh?” She stopped moving.

“I don’t want to risk damaging or staining this couch. It belonged to my dad,” he explained, appearing a bit concerned.

Jillian let out a drawn out sigh, rolling her eyes hard. She was pretty sure that any other man in the world would have just fucked her right then and there, father’s couch be damned. Jason sure was something else, though. She couldn’t decide if that was a good thing or not. But she was pretty sure it was. She leaned in and kissed him again, sucking a bit harder than usual. When the kiss broke with an almost comical pop, Jillian smiled at him.

“I get it, I guess,” she said, a sly grin appearing on her face. “I mean, your dad probably gave it to your mom on-“

Jason cringed, pulling his hand out from her shirt and covering his ears.

“I don’t need to hear what I already know, thanks!” he groaned loudly.

She laughed and got off his lap, stretching slightly.

“Did you maybe wanna take this to your bedroom then?”

“Um, I suppose? I mean, we don’t have that much time before she gets here, though,” he mumbled.

She gave him a skeptical look, clearly not buying his excuse.

Jason was very turned on, but he couldn’t stop himself from letting his nerves get the best of him when asked directly. Here he was with a girl he was actually attracted to, so of course he had to do something dumb to sabotage himself.

“Unless you plan on fucking me for the next two hours. I think we have plenty of time for some fun… but,’ she trailed off, extending her hands to him to help him up as she smiled softly at him.

Jason pushed the jumble of emotions inside him down and focused on just breathing for a moment. He took her hands and got up from the couch, feeling her tug with all her might, not really helping but he appreciated the effort.

“I’ll wait for you if you’re still not totally comfortable with sex, Jase,” she said, flashing him a sweet smile, looking up at his taller frame. His heart skipped a beat at the sight, and he took another quick breath.

“Thanks…That means a lot.” he replied, returning her smile fully this time.

“I don’t have any condoms anyway,” Jason started, but Jillian just kept the same smile, her expression never wavering, which felt a little suspicious.

“We don’t need them,” she said, walking out of the study.

“We don’t?” He was a bit confused as he followed.

“That’s right, we don’t,” she replied cheerfully as she led them down the hall toward Katia’s room.

“How? Why?” Jason pressed, not letting go of the topic.

“Well, I’m clean as a whistle the last time I was tested. And you can’t get me pregnant." Her tone was unnervingly steady, which only made Jason more suspicious.

“Well, I haven’t ever been tested, but I haven’t really had sex so, I promise I don’t have any STDs. Does that mean you’re on birth control?” he asked, not paying much attention to his surroundings as they entered his mother’s room.

“Jason, come on, trust me, everything will be fine, alright? When you’re ready, it’ll all work out, okay?” Jillian said, flashing him a reassuring smile.

Jason hesitated for a moment, but eventually decided they had to start trusting each other if they were gonna make any progress in their relationship.

“Okay, Jill, I trust you... Wait… why are we in my mom’s bathroom?” He finally realized, glancing around. When he turned back to Jillian, she was already naked

“And why are you taking your clothes off?” His voice was a little louder than he intended.