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Chapter 60: 50 shades of Blonde**
Later that night, in the girl’s bedroom.
The air was thick with tension, the room itself was quiet, but not peaceful. Not tonight.
Tasha stood outside the bathroom door, her forehead pressed gently to the metal, her hands clenched into trembling fists at her sides. From the other side came soft, stifled sobs—barely audible, but enough to shatter her heart with every breath.
She swallowed, guilt pooling deep in her gut.
"I should’ve told her," she whispered to herself. "I should’ve told her from the start."
She’d known about Jessica and Jayden’s complicated history—who didn’t? The late-night walks, the fights, the almost-kisses, the heartbreak. Everyone in the house knew about their bond all those years ago. But she believed Jessica had let go. After all, she was the one who had told her:
"Go ahead. If you like him, shoot your shot. I don’t care about him anymore."
But Carl had said it, that day. That Jessica hadn’t really gotten over Jayden.
And Tasha hadn’t believed it. Not fully. Not until tonight.
She closed her eyes, her voice soft but firm as she leaned into the door.
"Jessica... please come out. Let’s talk about this."
No response.
Just another sob. Quieter this time. But still there.
"Jessie... you can’t stay in there forever. Please. I’m worried about you," she pleaded, her hand lightly knocking against the door.
Nothing.
Tasha exhaled, arms folding across her chest, her throat tightening. "I’m sorry, okay? I should’ve told you about Jayden sooner, but I... I didn’t know how to bring it up. I didn’t know what you really felt, and I didn’t want to ruin anything between us."
She paused, her voice trembling.
"But now that I have... I have ruined it. And I hate this. I hate knowing I made you cry."
Silence.
She blinked back her own tears, leaning harder into the door. "Please... don’t shut me out, Jessie. Don’t let this be the thing that breaks us."
Still nothing.
She bit her lip, hesitating, before reaching for her holo-tab—about to message Harleen for help.
But then...
Click.
The bathroom door creaked open.
Tasha’s heart jumped as Jessica stepped out.
Her sister’s face was red and swollen, eyes puffy, her lips trembling. Her hair was messy, her breath shallow. She looked like she’d been crying for hours. Tasha’s heart shattered at the sight.
"Oh my God, Jess—" she started, reaching to hug her, but Jessica stopped her with a soft smile.
"It’s fine," Jessica whispered, her voice raw. "I’m okay now."
Tasha blinked. "What? Jessica, what are you..."
"I said it’s okay," she repeated, brushing past her gently. "You and Jayden being together... it’s fine. I’m cool with it."
Tasha turned, stunned, watching her cross the room and climb into her bed, facing the wall.
"Wait, what? Are you sure? Because we can talk about it if you want. I—"
"No," Jessica said, tugging the blanket over her shoulders. "I’m good. I’m happy for you, Tasha. Really."
The words were sweet. But the tone wasn’t.
It was too calm.
Too controlled.
Too practiced.
Tasha recognized it instantly. Jessica’s pretend voice. The one she used when she was done talking. When she didn’t want to feel anything, anymore.
"Jessica..." Tasha whispered, stepping closer. "Don’t do this. Please. Don’t pretend you’re okay when you’re not."
But Jessica’s eyes closed tightly, her voice a final wall between them.
"Goodnight, Tasha."
And just like that, the conversation ended.
Tasha stood there for a long moment, helpless, the silence screaming louder than any fight ever could. She backed away slowly, heart heavy, and climbed into her own bed on the other side of the room.
She turned on her side, facing Jessica across the dark room—but Jessica’s back remained turned, like a wall she couldn’t cross.
Tasha knew this wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.
Jessica was still hurting.
Still broken.
Still pretending.
And as the night deepened and the room fell into stillness, Tasha could only lay there in the dark, her thoughts heavy, her guilt louder than her heartbeat.
She wanted to believe Jessica would forgive her.
But tonight...
That felt like a very distant dream.
********
The cloak of darkness enveloped Jayden’s room like a velvet shroud, the moon’s feeble glow filtering through the blinds to cast an ethereal pattern on the floor. Jayden lay on his back, his chest rising and falling in the rhythmic dance of slumber. The whispers of the night air caressed his skin, the faint rustle of the curtains the only sound to break the silence. And then, without warning, the stillness was shattered.
The creak of the balcony door echoed through the quietude, and Jayden’s eyes snapped open. Through the gloom, a blonde silhouette emerged, a vision of feminine allure that sent his heart racing. She moved with the grace of a panther, her long legs carrying her to the edge of the bed with a predatory prowl that seemed almost inhuman.
Her nightgown clung to her voluptuous figure, revealing the tantalizing outline of her larger-than-life breasts and the curves of her hourglass frame. Her red lips were pursed in a knowing smile, and her purple eyes gleamed with a mischievous intent.
The woman leaned over Jayden, her breath hot on his face as she traced her fingers along the contours of his jaw. "I’m sorry, Jayden. But I can’t hold back anymore... I want you." she whispered, her voice a siren’s call that sent a shiver down his spine.
Jayden just sat in awe, wondering why she was here and what she meant by that. But he couldn’t help but gaze upon her sexy form, and the mere thought of touching her body drove him wild.
But he still needed to be cautious about the whole scenario, he couldn’t just go with the flow.
"What are you doing h..."
~Mmhm!
The woman cut him off with a kiss, quickly invading his mouth, exploring with her tongue.
As their tongues intertwined, as they sucked on each other’s lips. Jayden felt a jolt of electricity course through his body. And as if bewitched by the kiss, he let loose completely without caring much about the consequences.
He reached out, his hand brushing against the soft fabric of her gown, his curiosity piqued by the feel of her body beneath it. She didn’t protest; instead, she leaned into his touch, her eyes fluttering closed in silent invitation.
Jayden’s mind raced with questions, his body screaming for him to give in to the desire that had taken him hostage. But he still couldn’t believe that this was happening. That ’she’ was there with him. It felt surreal.
It was exhilarating, yet dangerous.
But he didn’t care. The sensation of her flesh was too intoxicating to resist. He pulled her closer, claiming her lips once more in a kiss that seemed to set the very air around them alight with passion. She responded with a fervor that matched his own, her hands exploring the landscape of his body with a familiarity that suggested they had been lovers for an eternity.
Her hand found the hardened length of his cock, and she began to stroke him with a skill that left him gasping for breath. The friction was exquisite, her touch as soft as a feather yet firm enough to make him throb with need.
~Ughh!
Jayden’s eyes rolled back in his head as she worked him over, his hips bucking involuntarily to meet her rhythm.
His hand found its way to her thigh, sliding up to the apex of her legs, and he felt the slick heat of her arousal.
~Mmhnn!
She moaned into his mouth as his thumb brushed against her clit, her legs parting wider to allow him better access.
The scent of her desire filled the room, a heady aroma that made Jayden’s head spin. He pulled away from her kiss, his gaze locked on hers, and began to trail kisses down her neck. He could feel her pulse quickening beneath his lips, a silent confession of her need for him.
He continued his descent, pushing the fabric of her gown aside to reveal her full, pert breasts. He took one in his hand, kneading it gently before bringing his mouth to the nipple, suckling it with a hunger that bordered on obsession.
~Ahhnn! Mmhnn!
The woman’s moans grew louder, her breathing ragged as Jayden’s teeth grazed the sensitive peak.
Her moans only made Jayden more aroused, as his dick throbbed in excitement. He couldn’t take it anymore... he needed to have her. To claim her. To feel her.
With a lustful hunger, he removed her nightgown completely, revealing her underwear.
He reached out, his hands finding the waistband of her pants and pulling them down. She lifted her hips, helping him as he pulled her pants and underwear off in one swift movement.
Jayden’s eyes roamed over her naked body, taking in the sight of her bare pussy. He could see the wetness glistening on her thighs, could smell her arousal. He leaned down, his mouth finding her clit as his fingers slid into her pussy.
~Mmhnn!
She moaned, her body arching off the bed as Jayden’s fingers moved in and out of her, his tongue flicking against her clit.
~Ahhnn!
Her hands gripped his hair, her body writhing beneath his touch. Jayden could feel her body tensing, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she neared orgasm. He moved faster, his fingers and tongue working in tandem to drive her wild.
~Ahhnn! Ahhnn! Ahhnn!
"J–Jayden... Yes! Ahhnn!"
Her moans filled the room, her body convulsing as she came, her pussy clenching around his fingers as she screamed his name.
Jayden’s cock throbbed, his body aching with desire. He moved up, his body covering her’s as he positioned himself at her entrance.
He was about to finally do it, about to finally have the best feeling in the world. It was his first time and he’d always thought it’d be more slow and romantic... But, who cares?
All that mattered was doing it, and getting filled with ecstasy while doing it.
Her eyes met his, her legs wrapping around his waist as she pulled him into her.
~Ughhh!
Jayden groaned, his body tensing as he slid into her, feeling her pussy clench around his cock. It was truly the best feeling in the world... but, this was only just the beginning.
