The Nerd Who Stole The Quarterback (Astra and Zayne) novel Chapter 61

Chapter 61

Chapter 61

ZANE

I couldn’t fucking concentrate in school.

All morning, my mind kept replaying last night like a loop I couldn’t pause.

Astra getting into that car with Jason.

Jason kissing her cheek at the gate.

Her blushing. Smiling. Letting that weak-ass Idiot touch what was mine.

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I had watched the whole thing from my bedroom window like a goddamn psychopath, jaw locked so tight I almost cracked a tooth. The urge to storm downstairs, rip her out of his arms, and drag her back inside had been so strong I’d nearly done it.

Instead, I stayed in my room and punched the wall until my knuckles bled.

This morning, I left the house early just to avoid seeing her. Because I didn’t trust myself. One look at her face and I might have thrown her over my shoulder and locked her in my room for the rest of the day.

But even at school, I couldn’t escape her.

I was sitting in AP Calculus, staring at the board without seeing shit, when my phone buzzed.

Mom: Lucas has a fever. He’s resting now. Astra is taking care of him. Come home early after school if you can.

I stared at the message.

Astra.

Of course she was with him. Playing the perfect little caretaker.

I didn’t even wait for the period to end. I grabbed my bag and left.

When I got home, I went straight to Lucas’s room.

And there she was.

Astra was sitting on the bed, Lucas curled up around her like she was his personal safe place. His head rested against her chest, her arms wrapped around him protectively.

And now she was gently stroking his hair as she fed him, humming something soft under her breath while he slept.

She looked so fucking natural doing it.

Soft. Warm. Maternal.

Something hot and irrational twisted violently in my chest..

I wanted that.

I wanted to see that same soft expression on her face while I fucked her raw, bent over, crying my name, belly full of my

cum.

I didn’t speak.

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I just kept staring.

The way she held Lucas so carefully. The way her golden hair fell over her shoulder. The way her full tits rose and fell with every breath while my little brother rested against them.

Fuck..

I was hard just watching her.

She carefully laid Lucas back down, tucked him in, and stood up. When she turned to leave with the tray. I finally spoke.

“You’re good at that,” I said, voice low.

She paused, cheeks flushing slightly.

“Thank you,” she whispered, barely audible.

I stepped closer.

Before she could move past me with the tray, I backed her against the wall beside the door, caging her in with one arm beside her head. The tray shook in her hands.

“Zane, what are you doing?” she gasped, eyes darting nervously toward the sleeping Lucas, then back to me. “Not here…”

I ignored her.

My voice came out rough with obsession.

“Where did he kiss you?”

Her eyes widened. She closed them for a second, then opened them again, breathing fast.

“Zane, please… not here.”

“I won’t repeat myself.”

She swallowed hard, voice trembling.

“On my cheek.”

I stared at her cheeks like I could still see the mark.

“Left or right?”

“Why does it matter?”

My hand shot up, gripping her jaw firmly.

“Where?”

She flinched. “My left cheek…”

Something psychotic and territorial flooded through me.

I caressed that exact spot with my thumb, pressing hard, like I could erase Jason’s touch from her skin. My mind was spiraling, imagining ripping that touch out of her head, replacing it with only me.

She shivered violently.

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“Please… just stop,” she whispered.

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1 leaned in and licked slowly across her left cheek, tasting her skin. She gasped, her body jerking. The tray trembled harder in her hands.

I didn’t stop.

I dug my fingers into her cheek, rubbing harder, then slid my thumb across her bottom lip before pushing it into her mouth.

“Suck.”

Her eyes went wide with shock. She shook her head.

I pressed my thumb deeper, my tone leaving no room for argument.

“Do it while I’m still being nice.”

She hesitated, tears pricking her eyes, but slowly closed her lips around my thumb and sucked.

A deep groan rumbled in my chest.

I pushed my other hand into her silky golden hair, fisting it tightly and arching her neck back. I licked her cheek again, slower this time, then rubbed my thumb over the roof of her mouth and tongue, fucking her mouth with it hungrily.

“Mine,” I growled against her wet skin. “Every fucking inch of you.”

The tray was shaking so badly in her hands I thought she might drop it.

Lucas was still sleeping just a few feet away.

I slowly pulled my thumb from her mouth, a thin string of saliva connecting it to her lips. I licked it clean, eyes locked on hers the entire time. She gasped, horrified and flushed.

I rubbed my wet thumb across her left cheek again, hard, like I was trying to scrub Jason’s kiss off her skin forever.

“So…” I drawled, “when are we starting this tutoring, Trash-tra?”

Her eyes went wide, like she had genuinely forgotten.

“I… um…”

“You didn’t forget, did you?” I tilted my head, looking entirely too pleased with myself.

“No, no,” she whispered quickly, breathing fast.

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