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then hurriedly climbed off the bed and stormed into the bathroom and slammed the door behind him.   I crawled out of bed and walked into the bathroom, “I’m just showering real quick to get the nasty fucking latex smell off of me.” Jet said as he washed his body.  I stepped into the shower and stopped his hands from washing himself, I let the shower spray rinse him off then I knelt down in front of him.  “Chass you don’t have to..” he trailed off when I pushed his cock into my mouth and swirled my tongue around it then pulled it out of my mouth. I looked up at him as I continued to suck on his hardening cock while cupping his balls in my other hand.  He had his head thrown back and his fist clenched at his sides then he looked down at me gripped his cock and pulled it out of my mouth.  He rubbed it around my lips then thrust it back inside my mouth, I braced my hands on his thighs as he punched his hips back and forth.  With his other hand he gripped a handful of my hair tilted my head back, with a growl he pulled out and stroked his cock a couple of times until he was shooting warm jets of cum against my lips.  His cock twitched until he released the grip on it, he used the hand that was gripping my hair and wiped the cum off of my lips.  “I’d sure hate for you to not like the taste.” He said then stepped out of the shower leaving me speechless and pissed off. 
    “What the fuck is your problem?” I yelled as I washed my face then shut the shower off got out and dried off.
    Jet whipped around, “What’s MY fucking problem? YOU, you’re my fucking problem.  You don’t trust me, I totally get that I went too far with Riley.  I fucking apologized for that.  What did you do? You ran Chass, you always fucking run.  We’re adults and should be able to talk shit through but no, it’s easier for you to get pissed and just leave.  I WANTED you there so if I won that race I could share that with you, well I fucking won but where was my girlfriend? Not with me!” He stopped talking when his cell phone rang, he looked at the caller ID, “I’m really in no mood to talk to her.” He said when he seen it was his mom calling.  He silenced his phone, put on some gym shorts then crawled into bed.  I crawled in beside him but kept my back to him.  We were both exhausted I knew that he had to be more tired than me since he had flown back the same night of the race. 
    I rolled over and laid my head on his chest and traced all the tattoos on his stomach and chest.  “Jet, I’m sorry.  Why does it keep getting harder between us?”
    He sighed, “We just have to learn to trust each other and talk or this is never going to work between us.” He said as he traced circles up and down my back.  We both fell asleep the rest of the afternoon and woke up about six o’clock that evening. 
    We decided that we would just hang around his house and have a few friends over while we watched the race replay from the races on Saturday night.  Jet showed us pictures everything that he won and the trophy that he left in the trailer for Cameron to keep.  Jason was giving us commentary as we watched the race, when Jet’s cell phone rang with a number he didn’t recognize.  Jason’s cell phone rang a few seconds later, I looked at Jet as he listened to the person on the other end of the phone talk.  “What the fuck do you mean?  She’s been in an accident?  What the fuck kind of accident?” Jet yelled into the phone.  Jason started yelling and hung up, “Let’s go we’ve gotta get back to mom, something is really fucking wrong.” Then he took off sprinting out the door with Jet and Jerod right behind him.  I tried to yell for Jet but he never looked back, Jason sped off in his pickup while Jet and Jerod followed.
    After standing around confused about what was going on Mitch finally got a text back from Jerod almost an hour and a half later.  He looked at Asher then to me and paled, “You’re