I was not over it. It took me days to get over stuff like this. I considered it a betrayal. Jasper was not allowed to sleep with her alone. She was mine first. She was mine. Period. If he wanted to do sexual things to her, I had to be present.
I knew that wasn't fair. They loved each other too but I did not give a damn. Part of me was so afraid because...because if Skye had gotten a taste of Jasper's lovemaking methods and not balked or bolted, it only meant that she was going to get seriously addicted. Just like I was when I first started sleeping with him.
Which meant Skye would be more drawn to him than me. I wasn't deluded. I knew I didn't really push boundaries during sex. I did what I liked and tried to be generous so she enjoyed it too. But Jasper... He made sex feel like a dream. He made all the bad stuff feel good. He was a walking sexual fantasy for men and women alike and Skye obviously agreed. They looked at each other like hungry animals.
"Damn it," I cursed angrily and kicked at a stray boot when I tripped over it in my bedroom.
Jasper entered at that moment, glanced at me, closed the door and then bent to pick up the boot to put it in the right place by the foot of the bed. I glared at my reflection in the mirror as he came up from behind me and his hands gripped my bare shoulders.
"You need to be a hundred percent in or I'm not going near her," he said in my ear, pressing into me. "Yeah, I fucked her, Cole. I gave in and took what I wanted but I can deny myself just like before if you tell me you're not cool with this."
I closed my eyes and took deep breaths to calm myself.
"We're on the same side, baby" he whispered, smoothing his hands over my chest. "How did the meeting go? Did they approve your design? How many guys are you teaming up with?"
A corner of my mouth curved. "They loved it," I murmured and leaned back against him, needing his solid presence. "It'll just be me and one other guy. I'm meeting up with him tomorrow. I spent all day today wrapping up my last project. Can't wait to get started on this new job."
Excitement riffled through me. This project was big. Too big for one person to handle in a short time span so they had chosen two of the best architects to work on designing the new hotel on the outskirts of Milan. The other architect was already well established and had gotten the gig easily. I had had to prove myself.
"Hmm." Jasper's hand went to the knot in my towel. "That's really good news."
He sounded so proud and happy and I guiltily remembered how I had dismissed his success with the Vogue Italia job.
He said he would drop Skye for me even though I could feel his desperation for her emanating from his very pores. Even after he had washed, her sweet scent lingered on him. I was a selfish prick. I needed to get my head in the game and show them some support.
Turning suddenly, I dropped my towel and pulled Jasper against me with a groan.
"I want you," I said determinedly. "I want you both."
He kissed me possessively, his hands gripping my taut buttocks as we both grew hard.
"I already know that," Jasper told me. "But you get to be the boss tonight. You get to call the shots."
Moving away, he turned down the sheets and switched on the bedside lamp on his side before turning off the main light. He turned to look at me while slowly removing his shirt, leaving his jeans on.
"If you feel like you don't want me here at any point, you let me know. I'll leave. This is only about getting used to the three of us sleeping together. We don't need to go overboard. Tonight is about you, okay. I'll just watch."
My heart started to pound so hard. Clearing my throat, I went to the door and called for Skye, asking her to come and see me in the room, then watched Jasper walking over to the bed and settle in, his pecs and strong chest enticing me.
Skye said my name softly before stepping inside the room and her eyes widened at the sight of me standing there naked and aroused before moving to Jasper.
"Hi," she said with a shaky smile and closed the door behind her. "Should I run?"
I could not help but smile at her attempt to lend some humour to the situation. Her blue eyes softened as she looked at me and came forward.
"You okay?" she asked tenderly.
With clenched teeth, I took one of her hands and brought it to my shaft, making her gasp slightly.
"Touch me," I said in a low voice. "Show me my love matters."
Her eyes moistened and she rubbed her hand along my erection slowly. "You matter," she whispered. "You will always matter to me, Cole."
She kissed me with her soft, luscious lips and I brought her body flush against mine, pushing against her hand desperately.
"Let's get in bed," she suggested.
I glanced over at Jasper who was watching us with an aroused expression in his face, his hard bulge evident as he reclined in the bed.
"No," I said quickly. "Not yet. He said it's my night. We'll make him watch while I take you," I decided and moved Skye to the wall, kissing her again. Hard.
She moaned as my fingers searched for her wetness desperately, stroking her pussy the way she liked it. She was wearing silk panties under an oversized t-shirt and I didn't even bother taking any of it off as I lifted her thighs to wrap around my hips, tugged the fabric of her panties aside and pushed my cock inside her.
Skye let out a cry when I slid all the way in, making my claim on her body once more.
"I'm sorry," I gasped and searched her face. "Did I hurt you?"
She swallowed and shook her head and I gathered her loose, blonde curls away from her neck. I frowned when I saw the marks on her collarbone and shoulders, revealed by the wide neckline of her t-shirt.
"Shit," I muttered, staring helplessly.
"Ssshh, it's okay. It's okay, Cole. I'm just a little sore but I can handle it. I want this. I want you," she moaned softly and wriggled her hips against mine.
I opted not to throw a dark look at Jasper over my shoulder for his barbaric treatment of her in my absence and instinctively surged against her.
"Oh God, baby," I groaned and she clutched the hair at the nape of my neck, locking her ankles behind me.
Skye let out gasping sounds of pleasure as I took her against the wall, our bodies joining together with an urgency that could not be denied.
"Cole," she cried out ecstatically, taking me in so deep and loving it. Loving me.
I tried to be gentle then. I knew Jasper had not been. If I had known she was sore...
"I needed this, Skye. I needed this so much."
She heard the apology in my tone and captured my mouth in an achingly tender kiss. "I know," she said breathlessly. "I needed it too. I love you so much, baby."
"Ahh," I felt my orgasm approaching and brought one hand between us to rub her clit, sucking on her nipples through the thin material of her shirt.
She let out a pleasurable sound and tensed. "I'm gonna come," she bit out and a few more thrusts later, we both climaxed together, holding each other tightly.
"Cole. Oh, Cole," she kept whispering and kissed my sweaty neck over and over, darting her tongue out to lick it.
I was slumped against her, pressing her to the wall. After catching my breath, I straightened and carried her to the bed without a word. We laid down next to each other and I simply caressed her for a while, running my fingers over her face, her neck, her stomach and thighs. Her eyes were closed, her breathing evened out. I felt Jasper shifting beside me and ignored him till I was sure Skye had fallen asleep.
Turning on my back, I finally shot him a critical look.
"I didn't hurt her," he assured me while scrolling through his phone.
"Fine," I said, frowning at the ceiling.
He sighed and said nothing for a while. After a minute, he put his phone away and I noticed him glance over at me and then Skye. I saw the tenderness in his expression as he watched her sleeping. He pursed his lips, looking lost for a minute.
"You can touch her," I spoke quietly.
Jasper looked at me arrogantly as though he wanted to
tell me he did not require my permission to put his hands on her but after the marks I saw on her skin, I wanted him to keep his distance sexually. I was adamant about that. Slowly, he reached over me to cup a hand over her delicate jaw line and then bent to kiss her sleep-parted lips. My heart jammed in my throat as I watched their mouths touching and I felt both jealous and aroused at the same time.
When he moved away, I pressed my body against his and slid my hand inside his pants.
"No," he said even though he stirred under my touch. "It's okay. I'm okay. Let's just sleep."
I ignored him and unzipped his jeans, pushing it down. Despite his words, Jasper lifted his hips to assist me. One thing I knew too well about my lover. He was pretty highly sexed. More than me. Where I could go days without fucking, he would start losing his mind.
When his jeans and boxers were off, I straddled him and grabbed some lube from the bedside table, spreading it on both my cock and his back hole.
He gave me a warning look mingled with lust. "Cole?"
"You said it's my night," I reminded him. "I know watching me fuck her turned you on. You've always liked watching me lose control."
I stroked my cock, making it harden and smiled down at him. Jasper hated this position. On the rare occasions when he was the one being fucked, he preferred not to face me as I took him from behind, to hide any vulnerability in his expression. But this was necessary. I needed this tonight. I needed to play man of the house.
He sucked on his bottom lip when I ran my mouth over his dick, lubed it up and gripped it with my hands, stroking it firmly.
"Knees bent, Wells," I told him with a smirk.
"Fuck you," he growled but he didn't deny me. He bent his legs, pressing his thighs to his torso and exposed himself to me.
"Yeah. That's it. Let me give you some love, baby. You've worked way too hard since last night," I threw in sarcastically. "Just lie back and take it now."
He sneered at me but his cock bobbed in front of me eagerly and I grinned, positioning myself at his entrance and pushing forward with a pleasurable groan. "Fuck, yes. Give it to me."
Jasper was not used to the invasion like I was and he tensed but I lubed him up some more and he finally relaxed enough to allow me to keep pushing until I was all the way in.
Fiery need erupted inside me. Jasper. God, Jasper.
I fucked him slowly at first, then increased my pace, my hands on his cock, stroking him as I thrusted.
"Come on. I know you can come like this," I urged huskily.
He closed his eyes, arched his back a little and groaned, the sounds of our slapping bodies loud in the silence. I jerked him off harder, faster, matching the rhythm of my hips and he cursed.
"Come for me, Jasper. Please. I need you to. Give me that load. I know it's going to be huge," I rasped, telling him exactly the kind of things he said to me when he wanted to get me off. It worked.
Ropes of cum shot out from his beautiful cock and I angled it onto my stomach, watching him make a mess on my sweaty skin.
"That's it, baby. Oh, oh fuck," I whispered and followed him into the climax, exploding inside him.
He waited just long enough for me to finish and then he moved from underneath me, grabbing his discarded t-shirt to wipe up the mess we had made. Then he flipped me onto my back, threw one muscular leg over me possessively and switched off the light, plunging us both into darkness.
"Sleep," he told me roughly and with a satisfied smile around my lips and my other side pressed against Skye's warm body, I closed my eyes.
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Chapter 30
Cole
My meeting with the other architect was scheduled at nine p.m the next morning. I barely had time to get dressed properly because I had woken up so late. After having a cup of green tea and grabbing an apple off the kitchen counter, I walked out the door, reluctantly leaving Jasper and Skye in bed together.
She looked so cute with her bottom sort of sticking out in the air as she slept on her tummy and there was Jasper, looking all powerful and fierce like some mountain lion. He would eat her ass for breakfast if he woke up and saw her like that. I prayed that would not happen. Insanely, I even contemplated the idea of locking her up in her room until I came home that evening but then the time on my phone jarred me out of those desperate notions.
At five minutes past nine, I rushed inside the conference room of the Tempo Libero line of hotels' main office branch in the city and found who I assumed was my future design partner scowling at the pages of plans spread out before him.
"Hi. Good morning. I'm so sorry for being late. My name is Cole Sawyer,” I said as I walked up to him and extended a hand.
The other guy raised his head and looked at me without smiling. Oh my God. I openly stared because hot damn...
He looked like some Instagram model with his bronze skin, deep blue eyes and dark hair. His physique was lean and muscular and he carried himself with such confidence. Sensuality seemed to ooze from his pores.
"A lot can happen in five minutes," he opened his mouth to say and I noticed his tongue piercing with interest. Also, his voice...it was as smooth as melted butter.
Okay, Sawyer, what the fuck? I mentally conjured up a picture of Skye and Jasper, two very hot people who were devoted to me and then tried to focus on this guy's actual words which were clearly spoken with displeasure because I had been late to the meeting.
"I know. My apologies. I'm usually very punctual," I assured him and dropped my hand because he seemed too pissed off to shake it.
He pursed his lips at me. "If we're going to be working together, you need to know I don't tolerate this sort of thing. You need to be on time, every time. I don't care if you show up drunk or half dressed or in a freaking wheelchair but don't ever show up late."
I tucked my tongue in my cheek. Dramatic much? I wanted to ask but instead, decided to smile and be pleasant.
"Got it. It won't happen again."
He nodded and then relaxed visibly before his lips formed the ghost of a smile and he held out his own hand. "My name's Armaan Qureshi. It's nice to meet you, Cole."
"Likewise," I lied as I moved around the table and took a seat, removing my laptop and papers from my briefcase.
"You probably think I'm an ass," he said after a moment's pause and I raised an eyebrow at him.
"That's alright. It was my bad," I murmured with a shrug.
A grimace formed on his face as he leaned back in his chair. "Listen, Cole, you already know that this is a huge project which means that we'll be spending a lot of time together. I don't want us to start off on the wrong foot. The time thing is a sensitive issue but otherwise I promise we're going to have a blast working on this."
I nodded and got to discussing schedules and design changes with him over the next hour. He was very professional but also, quite easygoing, I discovered. He knew the hotel owners who had hired us and they already trusted him to see to the successful completion of our project. I realised that if I did a great job, he had enough contacts to recommend me to other bigger stakeholders. This could be my big break if I didn't screw it up.
"Thank you for considering me," I told him after we had finished going over the details.
He smiled and I could not help noting how wicked it was. Jasper would flip the fuck out if he could read my mind right now. Actually, he would flip the fuck out if he ever came to know my partner was Armaan. Even if I wasn't interested in the guy in that sense, he was extremely good-looking and sexy.
He looked at me in amusement. "You should thank my wife for that."
My forehead crinkled with a frown. "Your...wife?"
He nodded once. "I wasn't too happy with the hotel board's choice. Nothing personal, I just prefer to work with more established architects so that I don't botch the projects." His lips pursed thoughtfully. "My wife saw your design last night in my office and loved your concept so much, she basically threatened me to work with you or she would kill me for not giving you the chance
."
I laughed at that. "Okay. Be sure to thank her for me, then. She sounds wonderful."
He smiled in a way that I recognised. The smile of a man deeply in love and happy with what he has.
"She is," he murmured and then cleared his throat and straightened. "You should come by for a drink sometime," he invited suddenly.
I frowned at him. Wow. That was...unexpected.
He noticed my expression and looked serious. "Unless you feel weird about it," he amended. "You shouldn't though. Like I said, I'm not formal regarding anything except the time factor. You could bring your partner if you have one. My wife would enjoy the company."
I have two partners, I almost blurted out. And I'm bisexual so I don't know if you'll want my boyfriend to keep your wife company. Hell, I didn't even want my boyfriend to keep anybody's wife company.
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