Jason's POV
She dragged me into a cramped, dark office in the back. The door clicked shut, the lock turning with a finality that made my blood hum. She didn't turn on the lights, and I was glad; in the shadows, the lie was easier to believe. She slammed me back against the door and crashed her lips into mine, her hands frantic as they tore at my shirt.
I let her. I stayed frozen against the wood, my mind a jagged mess of betrayal and desire. I love Sarah, I thought, the words feeling like a death sentence. I love her, and I'm going to kill her.
The girl dropped to her knees, her fingers fumbling with my belt until the buckle hissed open. She pulled my c*ck out, her eyes looking up at me from the floor. For a split second, the darkness filled in the gaps. The shape of her jaw, the way s
