Three's A Crowd

by Storm, Zee Shine

  "I don't want to watch it," I replied, moving on. Truth was, it was one of my favourite movies too but I did not want to sit there while she spent two hours drooling over some guy on the TV screen.

  "God, you're worse than a girl," she scoffed.

  "Excuse me?"

  She spread out her hands in emphasis. "You know. When she's deciding what to wear and won't just pick something perfectly nice and suitable even if it's right in front of her."

  I rolled my eyes at the dig and pressed play on the movie, Troy, after a moment's consideration.

  "Wow. Eric Bana was like my first ever celebrity crush," she announced and settled down in a comfortable position.

  "What about Orlando?" I asked her, acknowledging the fact that nothing was going to stop her from openly admiring movie stars whom she considered hot.

  She shrugged. "Too much of a pretty boy."

  I frowned. Jasper used to call me a pretty boy before we started dating just to piss me off.

  "Brad?"

  She shrugged. "Too blond."

  I nodded. Okay, so she was not into blonds. That was something.

  "I love blondes," I told her after a while and eyed her long, golden tresses which were currently contained in a loose high ponytail.

  She turned her head to look at me. "I can tell," she said with an amused expression and turned her attention back to the movie.

  My lips twisted up in a smile and I moved slightly so that my arm brushed against hers. I heard her sharp intake of breath and glanced at her again. God, I was turned on. Fuck the movie. I wanted to bury my fingers in her hair, crush her mouth with mine and grind against her like a caveman. My gaze strayed to her chest where her nipples were visible through the thin t-shirt she wore. Skye squirmed a little at my blatant staring. It had been exactly two years since I had been with a woman and my body just ached to feel the difference again.

  "Thought you said you wanted to take things slow," she pointed out in a low voice without taking her eyes off the screen.

  I laughed at that. Damn. I loved this girl. She was fantastic. The pizza was delivered and we dived into it enthusiastically, watching the movie while conversing. I had ordered mine with very little cheese and oodles of vegetables which Skye teased me about, saying what was the point of me even eating pizza.

  At around eleven, I glanced out the front window overlooking the driveway and frowned.

  Where the hell was he? He never stayed out this late. All he had said was that he was out with some clients. What the fuck? I wanted to call him but Skye was leaning into me so snugly, I did not want to break the spell. My phone was still on top of the kitchen counter. I stiffened when Skye let out a sigh and burrowed closer to me. Her arm was resting on my chest and her warm breath teased my neck. I realised she was asleep when she didn't make any further movements and her breathing evened out.

  Poor baby. She must be feeling tired. We had both had a long day at work. She had had a chance to go home and change before I drove her here with the intention of dropping her back to her place after our dinner date. I didn't think Skye would mind if I chose not to wake her. I needed to get out of my work clothes and shower, maybe call Jasper. I was starting to get a little worried now.

  As slowly and carefully as possible, I maneuvered our position so that I could pick her up without waking her and carried her into the spare bedroom. Leaving her alone to sleep by herself in an unfamiliar place went against my instincts but this was our first date and I couldn't just sleep with her especially since it was the last thing Jasper would expect to see when he finally came home.

  I wanted to make this transition as smooth as possible for all of us. Finding me in bed with Skye was obviously not the best way for them to meet.

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  Chapter 5

  Skye

  I woke up in a semi-dark room and blinked a few times in confusion, trying to remember where I was. The bed felt too soft, the sheets too silky. The fog in my brain cleared and I sat up slowly, my t-shirt and jeans sticking to my body. Glancing over to the bedside table where a lamp was lit dimly, I noticed my phone, the keys to my apartment and a change of clothes. I needed to pee and my stomach kept growling even though I had had dinner. Cole must have put me in the spare room after I fell asleep.

  Changing into the boxer shorts and t-shirt he probably left out for me, I breathed easy and made my way over to where the bathroom was. The house felt quiet at night and kind of spooky because it was not familiar to me so I kept the bathroom light on which sort of spilled into the kitchen.

  Cheesecake. He told me there was some cheesecake in the fridge but I had somehow forgotten about dessert as we talked into the evening even after the movie had ended. Finding the cake, I placed a slice on a plate and settled at the counter, scrolling through my phone to find a song to play. The quiet was getting to me. My own apartment was connected to others in a long building with thin walls so there was always some kind of noise even this late at night. I liked it that way.

  As I swung my legs and dug my fork in the cheesecake, Selena Gomez started crooning Hands to Myself, the volume just low enough so that nobody would be disturbed by it. I kind of missed Cole. If it wasn't for this Jasper dude who was probably home by now, I would be waking Cole up and asking him to share the cake with me before we crawled into bed together. He was right. This situation was not going to be easy at all.

  I was lost in thought and my eyes closed momentarily as the sweet flavour of the dessert hit my taste buds so when a tall, broad figure walked into the kitchen, I nearly had a heart attack.

  No shirt. Bare feet. Just dressed in black sweatpants that clung to his hips in a sexy manner. I was not prepared for my other reaction at all.

  A slow throbbing started between my legs, making me squirm in my seat. The guy looked good enough to nibble on. As I watched him open the fridge and remove a can of soda, a thin sheen of sweat formed on my forehead and my heart started thumping wildly inside my chest.

  Without a word, he walked over to the opposite side of the breakfast bar and gulped down some of his drink while I watched with my mouth half open. Watched his Adam's apple bobbing up and down, the strong column of his throat left exposed. Watched the lithe, firm, broad torso he had on display for my hungry eyes. He made me want to bury myself in his chest and meowl like a kitten.

  When he lowered the bottle and caught me staring, he slowly licked the moisture from his lips and it was like some kind of a cue for the moisture to start seeping from my pussy.

  "What?" he snapped with a slight frown and I shook my head like a dumb person before clearing my throat.

  "You...er...you must be Jasper. I'm Skye," I croaked, going back to my cake, my wit and intelligence deserting me in the face of his overwhelming sexiness.

  Jasper grunted something and sat down opposite me, taking the spoon from my hand and digging it in the cake.

  "Well, we've seen each other twice before already so let's not make a big deal out of this," he said in a rude tone but I was too busy being mesmerized by the way that spoon slipped into his mouth. He savoured the taste for a moment before licking some of the cream from his lips.

  Jesus. What was he doing to me? Hunger unlike anything else clawed its way from inside me fighting to be given priority. I felt so horny at that moment. So fucking turned on. And he was just sitting there, apparently unaware of my state of arousal.

  I almost moaned when his tongue darted out and he licked the spoon after taking a few more bites of the cake.

  "I'll get you another," Jasper said absently referring to the spoon but I removed it from his hand before he could get up.

  "Don't worry about it," I muttered and dug into the cheesecake again, feeling kind of angry with myself for finding Cole's boyfriend so attractive. Even his blond stubble was appealing to me when I always claimed blonds just didn't do it for me. Not cool.

  He watched me silently for a while and then drank some more soda, still keeping his gaze on me. I could feel it. Just li
ke the first time I had seen him. It was penetrating. Intrusive. But I liked the attention.

  A minute passed and then he asked in a low voice, "You okay? You seem kind of...nervous."

  "What? No," was my immediate response. "I'm alright. Guess I'm kind of weirded out because I'm finally meeting the boyfriend and Cole's not even around to-." Act as a buffer.

  His knuckles tightened around the soda can, making it crackle and I looked up into his narrowed gaze.

  "Like I said, it's not a big deal. I'm sure he's explained things to you. What to expect and all that shit."

  A few seconds passed where I felt the sexual tension between us forcing the air out of my lungs. And then there was Selena Gomez crooning '...keep making love to each other...' as though she was egging me on or something to act upon my lustful urges.

  I cleared my throat again and focused on his words instead. His tone. His body language. They all said one thing loud and clear. He was only putting up with me for Cole's sake. Well, of course. But I could also tell he hated me. He was not okay with this at all and agreeing to it must be costing him a lot.

  "You really love him, huh?" I murmured, steeling myself to face this man's hostility for a long, long time.

  He was territorial and possessive. He didn't like adding me in their equation. I got it. I knew where I stood with Jasper Wells. And he probably read me clear as a book because I could see how he was sizing me up as an opponent, not bothering to hide his resentful feelings from me at all. He pursed his lips before standing up and tossing the can in the trash.

  "Don't hurt him, Skye," he warned me roughly. "Cole means more to me than he ever would to you and the last thing I want is to pick up the damaged pieces that you leave behind when you finally grow tired of this arrangement. There's still time to back out."

  I looked up him up and down, ignoring the cavewoman instincts in me which wanted to be handled so roughly by this man that she did not even remember her own name, and gave him a smirk.

  "Thanks for the heads up," I said arrogantly. "You don't know how much Cole means to me because you don't know me. I noticed how you used the word 'when' and not 'if' which gives me the impression that you're just waiting for me to show myself out the door as soon as possible." Standing up, I tried to stare him down despite the fact that he was way bigger and taller than I was. "Good luck with that."

  His jaw clenched in response and he glared at me. Bully. Did he really think this would work? That I was just going to let him scare me away from the most wonderful guy I had ever met who treated me like a princess? No fucking way. It was game on.

  "By the way, this, me being here, is Cole's choice. He wants me and since you agreed to it, you might as well suck it up. Cornering me and trying to intimidate me in the dark of the night behind Cole's back isn't going to send me running in the other direction so don't bother. Good night, Jasper."

  I left him standing there scowling at me and looking really scary but hot and strode to the spare bedroom as if I owned it. What a douchebag. So this was his game. He only gave in to make Cole happy but he intended to drive me away slowly but surely. It had started already, this battle of the wills.

  Fucked if I was going to let him win.

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  Chapter 6

  Jasper

  I underestimated her. Severely. She was not going to back out. And I thought her body was hot but damn, she had a mouth on her too. Sassy. Stubborn. Taunting. It made me want to stuff something in it just to shut her up.

  I wondered how she would take that. Her physical interest in me was entirely too noticeable. She did not hide her feelings well. It pissed me off. This was the girl Cole had chosen, risking our relationship? She was eyefucking me the whole time we were talking in the kitchen, establishing our roles in this strange threesome.

  If I had touched her panties, I bet I would have found them to be wet. I might not sleep with women all the time but I knew enough to tell when they wanted to be fucked. Hard.

  The image of her and Cole going at it like bunnies, because now I had some idea she was just as passionate as my boyfriend, made me see red. Why the fuck did I agree to this shit? The answer to that question was too complicated for me to dwell on. All I knew was that it was messing with me already. I wanted to strangle her for shoving her importance in Cole's life in my face just now. Bitch.

  "Wells?" Cole raised himself up on his elbows and blinked at me from his position in our bed. "When did you get back?"

  "A while ago," I told him, looking my fill at his exposed chest above the blanket. "I'm really sorry I couldn't make it earlier."

  He rubbed his face and sat up some more. "Is everything okay?" Cole's sleepy voice was sexy as hell.

  I nodded and walked over to the bed, cheering up at the idea of having sex with him while Skye listened in the next room. She needed to be shown who was the boss around here.

  "Yeah. I just went to the bathroom," I said and sat on my side of the bed. "Come here."

  He hesitated for a second and then leaned towards me. We embraced, sharing a hard kiss which spoke volumes about our love and connection.

  "I missed you," I said huskily, kissing him thoroughly and slowly.

  He grunted in response and then pulled back to look at me with a small frown. "Did you check on Skye? I left her door open. Is she still sleeping?"

  I exhaled roughly at the question. "Why are you asking me? You're the one dating her."

  He had texted me before going to bed telling me she was staying over. I did not have to ask him whether they had had sex or not. I knew Cole was not the type to take advantage of the fact that I was not home to sleep with someone as soon as he got the opportunity. He would take his time. Hell, he had made me wait three weeks when we first started dating before he let me see him naked. It had been worth it though.

  I was his first when it came to men. And I intended to be his only.

  He was giving me a worried look now and I sighed, lying down on the bed and pulling him down with me.

  "She's fine, don't worry. We just met in the kitchen. She was wearing your clothes and eating my cake. I take it she isn't the shy type."

  He smiled in the semi darkness. "I should go see if she's all right," he said, already throwing off the blanket and starting to get out of bed.

  I frowned at his lack of clothing. Just a pair of short, black boxers. My dick jerked in my pants at the sight. That bitch was so horny that I bet if she saw Cole like that, she would jump him like there's no tomorrow and I would probably be the one left hanging here listening to them fuck.

  "She just went back to bed, Cole. It's okay. Let her sleep."

  He bit his lip, considering it for a moment and then sighed and came back to bed. "Fine. I'm taking your word for it. So...you guys talked?"

  His tone was hesitant and wary. I buried my face in his neck and licked the skin there, locking our legs together. "Yes and we'll talk about that in the morning at breakfast. Let's just focus on other important things for now."

  He hissed when I bit him and grew hard while I continued to lick and kiss his neck, my hand moving down his chest to dip inside his boxers. I gripped his cock and Cole groaned at the contact.

  "Fuck, Jasper. Fuck," he whispered, trying to be quiet. But I wasn't having any of it. I lifted my head to kiss him hard and covered his body with mine, loving the feel of his hot skin.

  I let out a grunt as I grinded my cock against his, fully intending to devour him and mark him as mine in front of that sassy-mouthed bitch. Cole wouldn't say no to me. He never could.

  Suddenly, in the middle of our lovemaking, I heard a rap on the wall coming from the spare room and then unbelievably, Skye's voice calling out to us. "Hey, could you guys keep it down? I'm trying to sleep here and what you're doing is very distracting. Or just lend me a pair of headphones because I didn't bring mine."

  "What the fuck?" I whispered incredulously and felt Cole's body shaking underneath mine in silent laughter.

  His eyes lit up in a
dmiration, for her, and he shook his head. "She's really something, huh?"

  I gritted my teeth, my erection sort of abetting due to her interruption. "Yeah. She's a catch," I replied dryly, rolling off him and staring up at the ceiling.

  Cole reached out and squeezed my arm. "Let's just all get used to each other first okay. The sex can wait till tomorrow. I'll be right back."

  I watched in disbelief as my boyfriend left our bed in his semi-naked and extremely aroused state without even waiting for my response and casually headed over to another girl's room as though he did this sort of thing every night.

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  Chapter 7