All Chapters of Beneath His Rules : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Jake's PovThe chlorine smell hit me before I even opened the back gate. My stomach twisted, not because of my nerves but this particular moment. I'd been thinking about this moment for three years. Three years of Devon's dad existing as this forbidden fantasy I'd shoved into the back corner of my mind, only pulling it out late at night when I was alone.Marcus Chen. God, even his name made my skin prickle."Yo, birthday boy!" Devon's voice cut through my thoughts as I stepped onto the stone patio. He was already in the pool with his girlfriend Emma draped over his shoulders like a wet towel. "Finally! Thought you were gonna bail.""Traffic was hell," I lied, adjusting the strap of my duffel bag. Truth was, I'd sat in my car for fifteen minutes in their driveway, trying to talk myself down. This is just a vacation. You're eighteen now. You're mature. You can handle this.But then I saw him.Marcus was climbing out of the deep end, water cascading down his body in rivulets that cau

Jake's Pov I woke up hard and aching, tangled in sheets that felt like sandpaper against my oversensitized skin. The morning light cut through the blinds in sharp lines, and I could hear movement downstairs.My phone said 6:47 AM. Too early for Devon to be awake, which meant it was probably Marcus down there, making breakfast in God knows what and looking like temptation itself.I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to will away my erection, but my brain wasn't cooperating. All I could think about was last night – the way he'd caged me against the counter, the rough edge in his voice when he'd said fuck you, the barely controlled restraint in every word, every look, every almost-touch.My hand drifted down under the sheets before I could stop myself. I was so hard it hurt, my cock pressing insistently against my boxers. I palmed myself through the fabric and bit back a groan.This was insane. I was in Marcus's house, in his guest room, thinking about him while I touched myself but I cou

Jake’s POVI barely slept.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw the pool, Marcus’s face, the look in his eyes right before Devon and Emma came back.The memory sat calmly in my chest, making it impossible to settle.Around three in the morning, I’d given up pretending sleep was coming and spent the next hours staring at the ceiling.By six, I was officially miserable and somehow happy which made absolutely no sense or did it?I rolled out of bed and dragged a hand through my hair.For a moment, I considered staying in my room in order to hide and avoid Marcus and to avoid whatever awkwardness came after crossing the line neither of us could uncross.Then I laughed under my breath. “Yeah. Right.”As if I could stay away from him. I pulled on a t-shirt and headed downstairs.The smell of coffee greeted me immediately.Marcus.Well there’s a saying that you'd know how great a day would go from the first person you see.. When I stepped into the kitchen, I stopped.The coffee pot was full, a