Strictly Off Limits (Jade's College Diaries) (3 page)

             
Dean looks at me and I nod my head I could care less if Layden knows. “Well little brother three weeks ago Nate the best friend tasted the water,” Dean folds his arms across that gorgeous wide chest I want to see bare again.

I feel Layden stiffen beside me. “Just friends huh,” he grunts as he waves for the waiter to come back over.
“Yes friends, we never did anything until three weeks ago,” I whisper. This was always an argument with Layden he always knew I had the hots for Nate. “Fuck,” he curses as he bites on his lip piercing. “So not only do I have my brother to worry about I have to worry about Nate too,” he groans.
Umm Shit when did I become such a little hussy?
“Oh brother you have me to worry about too, that tattoo and those piercings already have me hooked and I haven’t even seen them yet,” Brayden laughs. “Yet,” I croak.
This is too much!
  “Don’t even think about it Brayden,” both Layden and Dean say simultaneously.
I probably would I think to myself. Shit! Hussy you little fucking hussy!
I groan. “Let’s drink,” I look up at the waiter who has been shifting back and forth since Layden called him over. “Eight more pop bombs and eight shots of tequila,” he nods and stumbles away again. Poor guy too bad he acts nervous he’s cute.
SHIT! Hussy! What in the hell has gotten into me?
I gulp down the rest of my beer that has gotten warm. “I need to use the ladies room be right back,” I get up and stumble a bit. I make my way through the bar and grill. I push open the ladies room door and make my way to the handicap stall. I hate tiny spaces. Before I can close and lock the stall a hand grabs a hold of the door. “What the fuck,” I yell. I pull the door the rest of the way open. “Dean what the hell are you doing in here,” I whisper yell. “Shh, we only have ten minutes tops I said I had to go out and make a call,” he whispers. I open my mouth to speak and he throws a hand up closing it. “Shh,” he whispers again throwing me up against the wall of the stall turning around and locking the door. I’m panting my weakness is being manhandled. “Dean,” I mumble over his hand. He turns back grinning his green eyes piercing me there’s a twinkle in them. “I figure if I am going to hand you over to Layden you might as well sample me first,” he sexily whispers against my ear. I moan against his hand. He licks his way from my ear, collarbone and to the top of my breasts peeking out of my dress. “Let’s see these nipple rings,” he removes his hand raking his long fingers down my neck to my breast line. He pulls the top of my dress down and growls. “Fuck that is sexy,” his mouth descends on one of my nipples while one of his hands tugs at the other. “Dean,” I moan. His tongue flicks the ring up and down before his teeth tug at it. His other hand is inching its way up my short dress. It feels like hours before I feel his fingers move against my core. “Fuck gorgeous no panties,” he growls. “I don’t wear them sometimes —this happens to be one of those times,” I pant. “Shit—dress up hurry,” he says while fumbling with his belt. His pants drop and I notice he’s going commando too. “No boxers Dean,” I smirk at him while eyeing his gorgeous cock it’s hard, long and thick and look at that, “Well looks like you’re not the only brother that likes his piercings,” I whisper as I thumb the bead of liquid from the head of his dick grazing my fingernails against his barbell. “I need inside you now,” he growls. Dean throws me against the wall plunging inside of me. “Fuck no condom,” I whimper. But it feels so damn good I’ve never fucked without a condom before. “I’m clean gorgeous, are you on the pill,” he pants. “I’m on the shot,” I whimper “this feels so good I’ve never fucked without a condom.” His hands grip my waist as he slams into me again. “Good glad to be your first Angel Kisses,” his hands slide to my ass lifting me up causing his cock to burrow deeper into my pussy. “Dean, shit, fuck, yes harder—Dean harder,” I throw my head back using all my strength to clamp my muscles against him.
Damn!
  That feels different when no condom is in the way.

Dean turns animalistic on me biting my shoulder with each grunt. “Angel Kisses stop clamping down on my shit,” he growls “it’s like your squeezing the life outta of me—fuck
me do it again,” he bites down on my shoulder again. So I do I give this man what he wants. “Dean, yes right there,” I moan while dragging my nails across his back. “Oh shit gorgeous—,” he pulls away from my shoulder slamming his mouth to mine. Our tongues meet and the whiskey I taste on his tongue makes me even weaker. I pull away from his lips. “I’m going to come,” I tighten my muscles against him each time he pulls out and back in. “Shit gorgeous your milking me,” he looks me in the eyes. “Let’s come together Angel Kisses,” I nod and oh boy do we come together. I lean my forehead to his. “Why did you give me back to Layden,” I whisper breathlessly. He sighs kissing me on the nose. “I don’t fucking know and now I realized that was a big fucking mistake because I can’t give you up now Angel Kisses.”

             
He slowly puts me back down on the floor pulling my dress down and adjusting the top half before redressing himself. “I really wish you wouldn’t have done that,” I whisper. “Done what gorgeous, have sex with you?” Dean asks hurt. “No! Giving me back to Layden,” I whine.

“Look he’s bound to fuck up soon enough, we can hold off,” he says confidently.  “I hope so Dean because I really want to date you,” I smile. “Me too Angel Kisses me too,” he sighs again. “I’m going to head home for the night, but first I’m going to grab a pen and paper and write my number on it and slip it into your purse when I say bye to my brothers. We can at least talk until Layden fucks up right?” He asks. “Yeah talking never hurt anyone,” I smile at him. “I’m going to head out first you need to straighten up those curls gorgeous you look like you’ve been thoroughly loved on,” he whispers against my lips before giving me a light peck. “Bye Dean,” I whisper at his back.

Chapter Five

Best friend, boyfriend, boyfriends brothers
SHIT
staying away from the B’s proves harder than I thought!

Jade

             
After my fantastical fuck in the bar and grills bathroom stall with Dean it’s all I can think about. It’s been four days and we text back and forth. I have my first date with Layden tonight. Of course I’m drawn to him the bastard pretty much owns my soul. But, I can’t get Dean out of my head. Nate is also following me around like a lost puppy and Brayden damn that Brayden that fucker keeps hitting on me in my woman’s study lecture. Why he’s in that lecture I’ve yet discovered. I’m sitting on my floor in my dorm room painting my nails when my phone chimes. I can’t help but smile because I know it’s the chime for Dean.
SHIT! Told you fucking Hussy!
  I wrestle around on the floor trying to reach my phone falling face first into the carpet. “Oomph!”

Dean: Angel Kisses whatcha doing gorgeous?

Me: Painting my toenail
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Dean: What Color?

Me: Red of course

Dean: Your damn date with my brother is 2night

Me: I know

Dean: Want to meet up afterwards

Shit! See I’m a dirty slut. Okay maybe not I’m just having fun right?

Me: Yes!!!!!

Dean: K txt me Angel Kisses when u get back 2 dorm

Me: Okay Mr. Chiseled

Must not sleep with Layden tonight, must not sleep with him. Just as I’m wrapping up my nail job Sheila and Amber come into the room. “What’s up Shamrock,” Sheila giggles. “Shamrock,” I ask. “Yeah, you know because you have good luck like the Irish,” Amber giggles. “Good luck with what,” I ask. “With men dumbass,” Sheila punches me in the arm. “I’m in so over my head dontcha think?” They both look at me like I’m stupid. “Nope,” they both say at the same time. “Girl you got four hot guys trailing after your brunette ass, go with it,” Amber smarts off. “Yeah, have fun then pick one so we can have a go at em,” Sheila adds. I groan “I’m going to go to hell,” I stand up and go to my closet. “So where is Layden taking you on your date,” Sheila asks while lying down on my floor. “The jackass is taking me to the tattoo parlor to get another hood ring and then to the beach to eat and stroll on the boardwalk,” I roll my eyes. “He’s still pissed I took it out,” I reach for my pink pale sundress and throw it on my bed. I walk over to my dresser and snag out my white bikini. I strip while the girls are chatting. “I can’t believe that’s where he’s taking you, that asshole has a bunch to make up for,” Amber huffs. “I know right? But— Dean is coming over after my date I’m sure seeing him will take away the idiocy of the night,” I smile at them. “Well we’re outta here try not to have too much fun tonight Shamrock,” Sheila smirks. “Whatever bitches get your ass’s outta here,” I wave them away and finish getting ready.

             
Unbelievable Layden is already late just as I’m about to text him and cancel I get a knock on the door. I slide my flip flops back on and open the door. “Babe, i’m sorry i’m late Brayden called me with a flat and didn’t have a spare,” I wave my hand to cut him off. “Don’t worry about it let’s just go,” I grab my purse off my desk and shut the door behind us.

             
“So we’re borrowing Dean’s Rover my Camaro is in the shop,” he hits the unlock button.
Great!
I can’t believe Dean let him borrow his car on my fucking date with his brother.
Fucking Awkward!
I take out my phone and send a quick text as Layden walks around the Rover.

Me: You R an Idiot!

Dean: I have my reasons Angel Kisses

Me: I’m pretty pissed right now!

Dean: I’ll make it better later have fun gorgeous!

Me: Whatever!

Layden climbs in and the Rover hums to life. “So while we’re at the tattoo shop you wanna get another tattoo,” Layden asks. I look over at him and smile. “Yeah, I want an Irish Shamrock on my right shoulder blade,” I have a feeling I’m going to need all the luck I can get. “Why an Irish Shamrock babe,” I giggle at him. “I just need luck is all,” I turn away.

             
Ten minutes later we pull into the tattoo parlor on the beach boardwalk. “Come on babe, let’s get that ring and new tattoo,” he grins. I hop out and walk around the Rover and Layden takes my hand.
That’s fucking new! When did the cheating prick start holding hands?
I shrug it off he’s just trying to be nice.

             
“Yo Layden, Jade when did you get back with this prick?”  Big asks. “We’re technically not back together Big we’re dating there is a huge difference,” I smirk at him. Big is a big burly man with tattoos all over his body and about fifty pounds of silver in his face. But Big is a giant freaking teddy bear. My phone chimes Nate’s special chime and I take it out and read it while Layden and Big chat.

Nate: I miss u

Me: Well stop being a fuckin ass

Nate: I promise what r u doing 2night?

Me: On a date with Layden

Nate: Fuck not again J?

Me: Really Nate? Do you want me 2 stop talkin 2 u all 2gether?

Nate: No

Me: THEN STOP!

Nate: Ok txt me later

Me: Fine

I throw my phone back into my purse. “So pretty lady whatcha getting tonight,” Big asks me. “Well I need a new hoop for my hood and I also want to get an Irish Shamrock tattooed on my right shoulder blade,” I shrug.

              “Huh, odd, but okay pretty lady go pick out a new hoop while I draw up your Sham,” he points to the jewelry counter. “Babe, get a few of them so you can switch them out,” I look over at him. “You buying,” I cock an eyebrow. “Of course I’m buying we’re on a date babe,” he rolls his eyes. I look in the case and immediately find one hoop that has a heart dangling from it and one next to it with a star dangling. “Big, I want the two with the heart and star,” I yell. “Good choice pretty lady now come here and tell me what you think of this,” Big waves me over.

Layden is typing away on his phone so I go check it out for myself mentally cursing Layden for being a shit date. I lean on the counter and look at my tattoo, it’s beautiful it’s got five Shamrocks all linked together.
Oh the fucking irony! The girls were right!
“I want it Big it’s fucking perfect!” I clap my hands together as Layden peeks over my shoulder. “Five? Huh,” he huffs. I roll my eyes there’s no way he can guess four guys and one girl.
What the fuck ever!
Big walks over to the jewelry cabinet and pulls out my two rings and cleans them handing them over. “Babe, go put one in while Big draws your tat on a stencil sheet,” Layden forces.
Right! Freaking Freaky Freak!
Almost forgot! I shut myself in the bathroom and lift my dress pushing my bikini bottoms over and running the hoop through my hood. I forgot how pretty it looks with jewelry. Oh who am I kidding I can’t wait to come again with this thing. I give it a little pull and smile to myself. I fix my clothing and walk back into the parlor. Big pats the seat. “Come on pretty lady let’s throw this on your shoulder,” he squeezes the trigger on the tattoo gun and I smile. He thinks he’s scary. “Big— seriously I have eat me tattooed on my VaJayJay i’m not worried,” I grin at him while I shake my head. I scoot my happy ass over to the chair and plop down. “Have at me Big.” I pull my shoulder strap down and un-tie my bikini top. “Let’s do this thing.” I look over at Layden he’s awfully quiet. “Lay, what’s up your being quiet and quiet isn’t good on you?” He turns and looks at me with those coal black eyes and I’m gone. Gone like the fucking wind!
Shit! He’s done it again!
“I’m good babe, just thinking about how much I missed you,” he says directly into my eyes. I gulp. What am I supposed to say? I missed him too, but letting him know is a weakness that guys like Layden eat you alive with. Not having that happen again. “You too,” Is all I say. Layden starts doodling on Big’s pad of paper and before I know it were all finished. “All done pretty lady,” he hands me a hand mirror and I walk over to the long wall mirror. It’s beautiful and I know for a fact I am going to look back on my life and remember the story of the five Shamrocks. “Thanks Big it’s beautiful,” I peek at it again while Layden pays for my jewelry and tattoo. “Alright babe let’s go grab some food and walk on the beach,” I set the mirror down and Layden takes my hand again.
Hell must have frozen the fuck over!
“So whatcha want babe,” I want something simple I know that. “Um let’s grab a couple hot dogs, soda and walk the beach,” I look over at him and he smiles that damn lip piercing biting into his kissable lips again. “Sounds good babe,” he kisses our intertwined hands.
Again WTF with the sweet shit!
This new Layden is scaring the shit outta me. We walk to the vendor and grab our grub. We eat as we walk along the beach. “So babe, what happened between you and Nate,” he growls. I knew he would ask. “Nothing—got drunk, had sex and he ignored me for three weeks until a few days ago at the Omega Frat party,” I shrug. “Was he better than I am,” he whispers.
Jesus! What happened to my rough and rugged tattooed man!
“What’s with you, you never doubt yourself,” I pry.