He kissed me again and I let him, forgetting everything else for a long time as we embraced on the couch. I was happy too. So damn happy.
"I can walk," I whispered in his ear suddenly.
Cole drew back and blinked at me, glasses askew and lips swollen. "You're kidding me," he whispered back in awe.
I shook my head, my expression blank. "Skye knows."
Inhaling slowly, Cole turned away, burying his fingers in his hair with his elbows resting on his knees as he bent forward. "Wow...no wonder she was so mad at you," he bit out harshly. "She knew you were deceiving me and she wanted you to stop."
I spent a few seconds studying the exposed waistband of his boxers where his t-shirt had ridden up before answering.
"I'm going to make it up to you. Both of you," I promised huskily. "Tonight."
He straightened and looked at me seriously. "Believe me, Jasper. I couldn't be happier to know that you're better now. Fuck, it's what I've been praying for for months. But...why didn't you just tell me?"
I pursed my lips. "I was trying to prove a point," I declared without remorse.
My boyfriend let out a huge, resigned sigh. "Did you succeed?" he asked me in a flat tone. "What, was it payback for what I put you through?"
Reaching out, I adjusted his glasses some more. "Have I ever fucked you with your glasses on?"
He looked at me blankly. We both knew I had. The very first time he had worn one and shown up on a date. Cole had started to have eyesight problems a couple of weeks after we had gotten together. It had turned me on like crazy. The glasses. Not the eyesight problem.
"Jasper-"
"I know, I know. I'm an asshole," I cut in lazily. And I was. It was no secret. But I was willing to make up for my assholery. Starting now. "I apologised, didn't I?" My gaze flicked over to Skye's bedroom door then. "You want to go in first or should I?"
He shot me an incredulous look. "That's how you're planning to make it up to her? By suggesting we take turns? Jesus. I'm going to bed."
He got up then and started to head off to the bedroom.
"Come on, Sawyer," I called out with a chuckle. "I'm pretty sure she won't mind as long as I give a hundred percent."
He snorted. "Be my guest, Wells. If you can get her to forgive you and let you in her bed tonight, I guarantee I will join you."
He closed the bedroom door with a click while I smirked and turned back to the TV. I didn't think Cole believed I would actually go through with it, that I was capable of breaking that final barrier and allowing myself to engage in any kind of intimacy with Skye or with him. He thought I was teasing.
I took a fortifying breath. I wasn't faking the sex thing. But if I could push myself to do everything else, I was sure I could do this too. I just needed something to feed on. A fantasy maybe. Something raw and primitive that appealed to the animal inside me. Something that brought me roaring and screaming back to life once more.
My gaze landed on the panties Skye had refused to take earlier and I sucked in my bottom lip through my teeth. Hmm. Desperate times and all...
Chapter 40
Skye
Sometime during the night, my phone buzzed with a text and I stirred, knowing who it was before I even peered at the screen.
But I was stunned when I saw the message was not from my apologetic boyfriend but Jasper the Asshole.
- 'Sorry I'm the reason you didn't get some tonight.'
I rolled my eyes at his pathetic excuse of an apology and rubbed them, yawning hugely before sitting up in bed.
- ‘You're the reason none of us have been getting any,' I replied even as I tried to calm my accelerating pulse rate.
Jasper Wells had not texted or called my number since the day I had left him. I was the one who had made a couple of necessary calls to him when I had been at work just to check on some things. Both times he had been curt and had abruptly ended the phone call before I could finish saying goodbye.
And now he wanted to text?
-'Mmm. Not my fault. I'm not a cockblocker. It's all on Cole. You guys can fuck like bunnies 24/7 for all I care.' - Jasper the Asshole.
I sighed when I realised that he really did not get it. He really did not see why Cole would hold himself back from fucking me because Jasper wouldn't if he was in Cole's place.
I frowned at the screen, thinking deeply. It wasn't Cole Jasper had a problem with. Cole would never hurt him or leave him. The light of triumph I had witnessed in Jasper's eyes when Cole would not side with me this evening told me that Jasper was aware of it now. He had Cole's unwavering loyalty, no matter what.
For some reason, I didn't feel jealous about that. He wasn't mad at Cole. He was mad at me. He had shut himself off from everything that brought him joy, including sex, because of what I had done.
My fingers hovered over the keypad and I made myself type and send the message.
-'I'm really sorry I hurt you. I thought I was doing the right thing.'
He didn't reply for several long minutes. I grabbed a bottle of water from my nightstand and gulped some down as I waited. Just when I started to think he wouldn't bother, his text came through.
-'I tried that thing you wanted me to with your panties. I think it's working. Want to come and watch?'
My jaw dropped open even as a burst of desire ravaged through me.
-‘Why don't you come to me instead?’ I texted boldly, puffing out my cheeks. Shit. Why was this so exciting? I knew he was just teasing me but still.
-'Unlock your door' he texted back.
I sucked in a quick breath, glancing at the door in the dark and smirked a little at the thought that he had tried to open it but hadn't been able to. Jasper had this weird thing about creeping in my doorway when I least expected it. Served him right.
-'Why? You don't have a spare key? You're supposed to be my landlord.' I teased.
-'I do have one. But it would be better for you if you opened up instead...'
Then he followed that text with another one.
-'You're behind on rent this month, little girl. If you don't want me to kick you out, you need to let me in.'
My mouth went dry a little. Damn, Jasper. He was back to his kinky ways now and fucked if it didn't excite the hell out of me.
-'But...but I don't have anything to give you...Mr. Wells.' I texted, totally getting into the role now.
-'You have something I've been wanting for months now. A way to make sure you can stay here rent free. Just open the door.'
With bated breath, I got out of bed and walked over to the door, unlocking it and then opening it. Jasper stood there, silhouetted by the kitchen light staring at me with stark hunger on his face. For a moment, seeing him without his wheelchair made me forget all about my wet, throbbing pussy.
"You're...you're...standing," I stammered lamely as he watched me.
Slowly, with carefully placed steps, he backed me into the room, his body heat inflaming me further. I saw that he was still clutching my panties in his hand and was now dressed only in boxers.
He bent his head and placed an open-mouthed kiss on the side of my neck causing me to gasp and close my eyes as I inhaled his musky scent and felt my body start to come alive.
"Jasper, I-"
"Ssshh." He drew back from me and regarded me calmly. "It's Mr. Wells to you," he murmured, his dark eyes glinting. "Now...I'm willing to ease up on the rent thing, if you help me out with my little problem."
I swallowed hard and then nodded, never breaking eye contact, feeling energised with the need to see this through. Is this what Jasper needed? Me indulging in one of his kinky fantasies to pull him out of his funk?
"You have to be willing, sweetheart," he continued in that maddeningly sexy voice. "You have to show me that you're eager to please. That you're enjoying this. Or the deal's off. Are we clear?"
Again, I nodded, unable to speak because of the lust that consumed me. God, just take me now, please.
Jasper smiled slightly and then gestured f
or me to get back in bed. I did and he followed me, kneeling in front of me on the mattress while resting back on his heels.
"Take your clothes off," he ordered and I started to grow breathless in anticipation.
I pretended to appear shocked by his words. "But Mr. Wells-"
"Take off your clothes. Now," he interrupted softly.
Lifting my t-shirt over my head, I tossed it aside. Jasper's eyes burned as he took in my nakedness illuminated by the dim lighting from the kitchen.
"Hmm. No panties?" he asked me gruffly and I shook my head.
"I...I can't seem to find any lately," I whispered and his eyes glittered at that.
"Oh. Have you been wondering where they might be?" he questioned lightly and did not wait for me to answer as he opened his fist and showed me my lacy underwear looking so delicate in the palm of his big hand. "I've been stealing them for weeks, you know, when you weren't at home hoping they might do the trick but then I found myself wanting the real thing."
Jasper let go of the panties and his hands came up to fondle my breasts. I gasped at the hot pulse of pleasure that spiked through me. "Jasper, oh God," I moaned and felt him move back at once, eyeing me with displeasure.
I bit my lip and then said, "Sorry, Mr. Wells. Um...what exactly is your problem?"
His lips curved as looked at me steadily. "My dick won't work," he said bluntly and I felt myself blush at the careless way he stated that fact.
I cleared my throat. "Oh, okay...um...have you tried Viagra?"
He smirked at me, then leaned and whispered in my ear. "It's more of a mental block. I was hoping it wouldn't come to that."
This time, I was the one who smiled because somehow he was trying to work through that block in his own imaginative way instead of sitting and complaining about it. I reached for his boxers and Jasper helped me drag them off. My breath hitched at the sight of his cock, semi-hard, not fully erect but still intimidating.
"Wow, um...that's progress," I said to him and he glared at me.
"What, he described my dick to you too? How limp it has been all this time?" he snapped at me like a sensitive male, forgetting his role for a moment.
I ran my hands up over his chest, caressing the broad expanse of muscle and skin which I had missed touching so much and silenced him with a kiss.
"I have a confession, Mr. Wells," I murmured against his mouth, the tips of my breasts grazing his chest and making me press into him harder. "I've been wanting to get a good look at your junk since the day I moved into this apartment. Wanting to get a taste and feel of it as well." Moaning, I took his bottom lip between my teeth and gently tugged at it.
He hissed, "Fuck, Skye...fuck."
I palmed his dick and gave it a few firm strokes before bending my head to get to work on it.
"Mmm. You taste so good, Mr. Wells. I can't believe this is really happening right now. I want this so much."
Gripping my hair, he started to guide my mouth slowly but firmly while I got him hard.
"Fuck yes, baby. Suck my cock. Tell me how much you want it," he rasped.
I could not tell him anything since I had a mouthful of dick and the amazing thing was, he was loving it. It was working. I felt his huge length stiffening against my tongue and sucked him harder while fondling his balls.
Jasper let out a groan and jerked his hips a little to push himself in further. I let him go suddenly and leaned up to kiss him again, pushing my tongue inside his mouth and letting him taste himself. He grasped my upper arms and wrestled his tongue with mine, his full on erection now pressing against my bare abdomen.
I whimpered with need. Breaking the kiss with considerable effort, I allowed him to see how much I ached for this before going to lie on my back and tugging him along.
"Just put it in me," I told him in a sexy tone. "Please, Mr. Wells. My pussy is so, so hungry for it."
He loomed over me with a tortured expression. "Really? Let me just see how hungry..." He trailed off as I bucked off the bed when his questing fingers skimmed over my clit.
An almost animal like whine escaped me as he parted my folds and felt the slickness there.
"Shit, Skye," he whispered, his middle and index fingers just as eager as my cunt as he plunged them in and out of me so easily. "I want this pussy. This greedy little cunt."
I wanted his cock in me. I was tired of vibrators, fingers and being eaten out. For once, I just wanted a good hard fucking.
"Please," I begged, reaching for his dick again.
Lowering his head, Jasper kissed me hard as if he was pouring his entire soul into it. "Skye," he growled and stared at me for a while, both of us frozen in time. I saw the emotions on his face then, his vulnerability which he often kept under lock and key.
My hands crept into his hair as I held his gaze. "I know," I said as I massaged his scalp. "I'm here now. I won't leave you, Jasper. I love you. I love you," I ended in a whisper.
Jasper did not say anything as he studied my expression. I was not sure he even believed me but he took a deep breath and kissed me again, his mouth demanding and brutal before he moved to my neck and bit me there, drawing out my own inner animal.
"Take my cock, Madison. Take it like it's the last time you'll ever get one," he snapped at me as he grabbed my thighs and wrapped then around his hips. "Open up for me."
His dick pushed through my folds and entered my pussy in one slick, smooth motion, that was how wet I was for him. When he was buried balls deep in me. Jasper paused and sighed so greatly as though a huge weight had been lifted from his chest.
I waited a few seconds and began to writhe impatiently when he didn't start moving. God, he felt so amazing, so full. I had missed him. He let out a low, dark chuckle when he noticed my movements.
"So eager to fuck your landlord, huh?" he teased me with his naughty words. "You dirty, dirty girl."
I moaned in agreement. "Please...I need you to move...to fuck me."
He grinned at me, the bastard, going back to his game after that tiny moment of emotional clarity. "Yeah? Just to get out of paying rent or because you find me hot?"
"Both," I snapped at him, my brow furrowed.
Jasper pursed his lips, still not moving. I wondered how he could bear it. I felt like I was being tortured. It was a sweet torture but still...
"You're willing to do this with me even when you have a boyfriend?" he continued in a conversational tone and bent his mouth to my jutting nipples, licking and sucking on them.
"Jasper, you fucking- arrgh."
I hissed in pain as he bit a little too hard on my nipple.
"It's Mr. Wells. And if you want to be fucked by my big, bad cock, you better answer my questions, little girl. Tell me you want me to pound your pussy so bad that you don't even care if your boyfriend sees us."
I grew wetter still at his words and my pussy clenched around him. Jasper smirked at me and then raised an arrogant eyebrow.
"Amazing how a woman's body is capable of speaking the truth so much better than her words," he murmured and then pulled his hips back and thrust at me. Hard.
I cried out as he did it again and again like he was in fact pounding me and I did not want him to stop. No matter what.
"Tell me how it feels, baby," he rasped in my ear as he fucked me to his heart's content.
"Amazing," I breathed. "I love your cock so much. I want it."
"You want it, huh? Then take it," he grunted as he rammed into me again. "Take that cock, baby. Feel how huge and hard I am for you."
I was going to come. So hard. I felt the pressure building and my eyes dimly registered Cole's sudden presence in my room as Jasper took my body, ravaged me right in front of my other lover. Like he had known Cole was standing there all along and that was why he had demanded to know if I would do this despite having a boyfriend.
I didn't hesitate or stop. I could not have stopped if the apocalypse had come upon us in that moment. Oh my God, Cole. Then my eyes were screwed shut as Jasper continued to s
crew me and when the orgasm ripped through me, it made my legs turn to jelly and my toes curl.
My nails dug into Jasper's sweat-slicked back as he bit into my breasts again and then spilled himself into me seconds later, growling his satisfaction and not stopping until I had milked every last drop out of him, until he shattered me all over again with a couple more mini orgasms then slowed down eventually and lay there, still buried inside my pussy, both of us trying to catch our breaths.
I couldn't help the feline smile that curved my swollen lips as my entire body loosened up in the aftermath of sex. I could have stayed in his arms forever but...
Cole.
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Chapter 41
Cole
I wasn't sure who was more shocked. Me or Skye.
But for very different reasons. She was probably thinking I had walked in on them unexpectedly and felt guilty for not stopping Jasper.
I, on the other hand, was stunned because of the way Jasper had been plowing her after he had not shown any interest in plowing me for weeks.
He had told me he was going to do it. He had asked me to join him but I had not quite believed him so it had been a shock to hear the sounds coming from her room. Skye moved to cover herself up with the pink silk sheets while Jasper lay there unashamed on his back, all sweaty and exhausted.
"Hi," he said casually and patted the space beside him.
After a moment's hesitation, I climbed in next to him and glanced at Skye again who had a worried expression on her face but I could see as well that satisfaction reigned above all her other emotions. Yeah.
"Skye, please stop looking at me like that," I told her softly. "I'm glad you two finally made up, okay. Jasper told me he was coming to your room."
She looked at me with wide eyes and then looked at Jasper, biting her lip. Then her eyes came back to mine once more and she said, "We don't deserve you."
I smiled at her dramatics.
"Speak for yourself, honey," Jasper drawled before shifting closer to me. "My dick's working again," he informed me with a grin.
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