38. Jasper

I've barely been back in the dorms for an hour when there's a tentative knock on the door. I don't want to answer it, to face anyone. My head is racing with thoughts of Reece, and how incredible it was to be with him completely but I'm petrified of my father finding out that I've not only been with a guy but my enemy.

Quickly, I tug on some grey sweats and stumble to the door. Opening it my heart plummets. Reece is standing in the hallway, his face bloody and streaked with tears. I grab his hand and pull him into my room, slamming the door behind him.

"What happened, baby? Who did this to you?"

He shakes his hand away, crossing the small space to sit on the edge of my bed.

"Reece, who did this to you?"

I'm feeling protective. Seeing Reece hurt and in pain stabs at my heart. I can feel his pain as though it's my own.

Sitting down next to him, I take his hands again. "Reece, please baby," I plead, reaching one hand up to cup his jaw and turn his gaze to mine.

Reece exhales a deep sigh. "My father."

"Why?"

"Because I told him about you."

"You what?"

"I told him I love you, Jasper and he hit me for it. Cursed you out for being the enemy."

"You're not my enemy, Reece. I love you and you can't love the enemy."

"I know, but I regret telling him now. This feud is not ours, but it's still a threat to keep us from loving one another."

"Then we end it, Ree. We find out why this feud is still keeping our families at arm"s length."

He sighs again. "I don't think it's that simple. Our love isn't going to end a generational feud, Jasp."

"It may not, but I for one cannot stand to see you hurt for no fault of your own."

"I don't know what we can do though, Jasper. My father keeps many secrets from me."

I lean forward and kiss his lips softly, drawing a gasp out. "Leave it to me. I will dig deeper and find out the truth, even if it kills me."

"I hope that is not the outcome, Jasp. I'd kill anyone for you, though," he promises me, kissing me again and pushing me down on the bed so he's straddling my hips.

"I love you, Reece," I say, stretching up to kiss him and licking the blood from his philtrum, causing him to moan.

"God, fuck, Jasper. You doing that turns me on so much. I love you so fucking much."

"Yeah, I wanna make you moan, Ree. Even when we're naked, skin on skin, I want you closer."

Reece groans, lifting his t-shirt over his head. He grips the waistband of my sweats, tugging on them to expose me.

"Get these off, now, pretty boy," he demands, licking his lips as he watches me shimmy them off. He helps by tugging them over my knees and down my calves before throwing them aside. His gaze roams my nakedness, causing my already hard dick to throb and slap against my stomach.

"Fuck, you're so beautiful, Jasper."

I moan, grabbing the front of his t-shirt to pull him down to the point I can nearly kiss him. "So are you, Ree. Now take your clothes off so I can see how beautiful you are, and your glorious tattoos."

Reece groans in response, kissing me hard and taking my breath away. Beneath his sweats that are rubbing against my skin, I can feel his dick hardening. I break the kiss and pout, huffing, "I said get naked, Reece."

He laughs, sitting up and smirking at me. "And why should I do that, pretty boy?"

"So you can fuck me, baby," I respond, my voice raspy, my gaze finding the bulge in his sweats.

"You make me so hard, Jasp. And I could never deny you when you ask me to fuck you."

I don't reply, just bite my lip as I watch Reece strip down to his Calvin Klein boxers. Reaching out, I palm his dick, causing him to groan as I slip my hand inside as he leans down to kiss me again. His kiss is wild, and frantic, and causes him to shudder as I tug off his boxers. My hand is covered in his precum, and tearing my mouth from his I observe him as I slide my hand between my legs to lube myself up. My hips buck up from the touch, but my own fingers don't feel near as good as his do.

"Fuck, Capullo. You touching yourself is so damn hot," Reece remarks, smirking and licking his lips. He drops his hand to mine, and guides me to finger fuck myself.

It's weirdly erotic, and has me moaning and panting. "Please Reece, I want you to fuck me now."

Reece laughs. "Someone's keen."

"For you, yes," I reply, pulling his hand away. He shifts so his dick is right at my pucker, the tip just brushing the ring of muscle.

"You're my beautiful, dirty boy, Capullo," Reece rasps, slipping his dick inside my hole. "I want you to ride my cock."

He pulls out, and immediately I feel the loss. He shifts back on my bed, closer to the end near the window, and I follow, sitting in his lap and kissing him.

"I love you, Reece," I moan against his mouth, shifting so I can wrap my legs around his back.

I push myself down, taking his dick inside my hole slowly, inch by inch. It's beyond amazing, sending shivers through my entire body.

"Fuck," I groan, tipping my head back as I start to bounce up and down on his dick. "Feels so good, baby."

"Yeah, pretty boy. Ride my cock," Reece rasps, stealing my lips in a kiss that's all tongue and lip biting, a dance that matches the deep thrusts of his hip–and his dick–inside me as I bear down until I'm taking every inch of him deep inside me. His tip grazes my prostate and I groan into his mouth, breaking the kiss with a loud gasp. "Fuck, Reece, fuck!"

His eyes light up and he stares right into my gaze locked on his. "You like riding my dick, pretty boy?"

"Yes, I love it," I gasp, kissing him again softly. "I love you."

He gives me another kiss, again stealing my breath. "I love you more, Jasper," he responds, causing my heart to race, because the conviction in his words that he loves me more than I love him is beyond incomprehensible, not at all possible. I love him more than words can truly say.

"And you're going to come for me, so hard you'll be seeing fucking stars, baby."

He grips my neck then, wrapping his fingers around my taut skin. "Please, Reece, fuck me harder," I groan, my voice raspy from his grip around my windpipe.

He groans, his other hand sliding to my waist as he requests, "Get on your knees, and face the window."

I give him a quizzical look, but follow his request quickly. I don't dare turn to face him, but can hear his breathing. This encounter is turning me on. My curtain is wide open and it's dusk, so anyone outside could see my hard dick through the window. Could see Reece sliding up behind me, as I feel his dick slipping between my crease and teasing my pucker again.

"Hands on the window, pretty boy."

I press my sweaty hands against the window, and Reece slips inside my hole, grabbing my waist with his hands as he begins to rut inside me.

"Oh god, Reece, more, harder, fuck!" I roar, matching his thrusts back and forth. I turn my head and kiss him.

Kissing me back, Reece laves his tongue over my lips demanding entrance to invade my mouth, to deepen the intense kiss that has my heart racing and my whole body thrumming with the desire only Reece Montserrat, my once but no longer enemy can bring out in me.

I moan into his mouth and he shoves me forward with a deep thrust, stilling his hips a moment.

"You going to come for me, pretty boy?" Reece asks raspily after breaking the kiss.

"Yes, baby," I groan as he starts rocking in and out again, his hand dropping to my dick and stroking it in time with his thrusts.

"Who do you belong to, Capullo?" Reece questions, still with the raspiness to his voice.

"You, Reece," I groan, pushing back and causing a loud moan to escape his lips. It spurs me on, so I groan, "My body, my soul and my whole heart belong to you Reece Montserrat. I'm yours alone."

"Mine," Reece grunts, his dick throbbing inside me indicating he's close to release. "You're fucking mine, Capullo and I'm going to paint your fucking insides with my cum."

I groan again, his dick once again hitting that spot. He's barely touching my dick but feeling his release deep inside my body is enough to set me alight, enough for me to paint the window with my cum. Reece grabs my waist, pulling me back as I ride out my orgasm, shivering and shooting ropes of cum all over the glass.

He pulls out and reaches out to wipe up the come on the window with his palm. He holds it out to me, with a wicked smirk on his face.

"Clean up your mess, you dirty boy." I lick his palm, and he groans before licking it himself and then kissing me so hard I gasp for breath against his lips. Still kissing we fall back against the bed. I entangle my legs with his, and with a gasp for breath, I break the kiss.

"I love you, Reece."

"I love you more, Jasper," he says sweetly, kissing my forehead. The gesture makes me feel cherished.

"Will you come with me tomorrow?"

"Of course, I'll come with you tomorrow," Reece chuckles. "We're going to come together every damn day for the rest of our lives, Capullo."

I burst out laughing, partly at Reece's response and partly at myself for not realising my question had a sexual connotation.

"No, idiot, I meant will you come with me to my parents' house to snoop?"

"Well yeah, of course, but also sex will be happening because I'm not fucking kidding pretty boy. I'm going to make you come every day for the rest of our lives."

He kisses me again to seal the promise against my lips.

"I can't wait," I reply against his lips, reaching down to pull the sheet up over our bodies. I don't want to share my true thoughts with Reece right now. The fear that this is going to be the last time we're together. Delving into our family's past–the feud–may tear us apart and I'm petrified of losing Reece, scared of the spiral that will send me into. I've kept my drug use to a minimum, but temptation has always been there and now I've experienced pleasure of a different kind I don't think I could face losing without seeking pleasure in another way.

I cradle back into Reece's arms, letting him hold me close whilst I drift to sleep. Hopefully, I'm worrying for nothing, and soon I'll be able to love Reece openly.

* * *

It'sa risk to come to my parent"s house, to sneak into my father's office with Reece by my side. Thankfully I know his routine like clockwork and he's currently at the country club, drinking with his associates until late evening.

Mum isn't as predictable with her movements, but entering the house it's silent and if mum was home without my father around, there'd most likely be soft jazz playing from the parlour.

Even so we tiptoe down the hallway, avoiding the creaky floorboards to enter my father's office.

Every surface, the bookshelves and the huge oak desk are immaculate. There is not one piece of paperwork in sight or anything out of place.

Reece scoffs under his breath. "Fuck me, this office is like a damn museum."

"I know. My father is pedantic and everything has a place."

"You don't say. How in the hell are we going to find anything incriminating?"

I snigger, taking Reece's hand to drag him over towards the desk.

"I happen to know that father doesn't believe in locking things away. We're sure to find something in his desk drawers or the filing cabinet."

Reece nods, sliding open the desk drawer whilst I investigate the filing cabinet. It's neatly organised with file folders, and at first nothing seems out of the ordinary.

I'm frustrated by that. I don't really know what I'm looking for on this snooping expedition, but I know there has to be something useful.

Reece slams the door closed, and steps up behind me. His arms wrap around me and he leans on my shoulder.

"Find anything pretty boy?" he asks.

I turn back to give him a kiss. "Not yet, but there has to be something here. There's so many files and folders of paperwork."

"True," Reece responds as I flick through a wad of papers in an unmarked file. "Those look suspicious."

I pull them out, closing the filing cabinet with my hip, and spread out the pages on the desk. My eyes boggle as I glance over the documents.

"Shit, these aren't just any random pieces of paperwork, Jasp," Reece remarks, picking up one and studying it.

"You don't say. What's that one?"

"It's a copy of the deed to the Cassidy club. Your father sold it to mine."

"That's crazy," I respond, shaking my head because I can't believe it. It seems our parents have been doing dodgy deals between each other amidst this so-called feud for years. Their being enemies is all about the money. I hold up the document I'm scanning. "Look, this is bank statements detailing payments into foreign accounts with the Cassidy club being a source."

Reece scoffs and shakes his head. "Our parents are fucking hypocrites. Preaching to us, and the whole of Vemore that they're enemies but it's false."

"Which is why we need to get them to own up to their lies," I say, turning my back to face the photocopier behind me. I take a copy of the bank statements and the deed before filing them again as though I haven't touched them.

"We should get something to wipe our fingerprints off the drawers and cabinets."

I nod, affirming his words. "There's some alcohol wipes in the first aid kit."

"That'll work," Reece affirms, giving me a quick kiss as I head out to the kitchen to grab the first kit from under the sink.

Taking a few alcohol wipes back into my father's office, I quickly wipe over the drawers and the filing cabinet so they look completely untouched.

I stuff them into my pockets and take Reece's hand in mine to leave the office. He snatches them out, laughing. "You need to wipe the door handle too, pretty boy."

I laugh under my breath. "Oh yeah."

"Clearly you've never committed a crime, Capullo. You'd get caught for sure."

"Probably," I respond with a low laugh. "Do you need to head straight back to the dorms? Or wanna hang out in my room for a bit?"

"What's on offer if we hang out?"

"I might have some weed we can share, if you're down."

"I'm down," Reece responds, squeezing my hand. "If I get to fuck you whilst we're high?"

I drag him to my room, pushing him down onto the bed and kissing him.

"You can fuck me anytime, baby," I tease, kissing him harder and revelling in the taste of his mouth. The thought of fucking him whilst we're high already has my dick stirring in my pants. I'm a fiend for Reece Montserrat's dick.