Once A Cheater

by Storm, Zee Shine

  "You're beautiful," he said in a low tone.

  I brushed some stands of hair away from my face. "Thank you."

  He kept looking at me for a long time and then he moved so that he was lying beside me, his chest pressed to my side.

  "I mean it, Skye." His hand came up to brush my cheek, his gaze locked with mine. "You are beautiful. From the tips of your toes down to the very depths of your soul."

  My breath caught in my throat. He wasn't role-playing anymore. This was Jasper, talking to me as my lover. My partner. Possibly the father of my child.

  Emotion overcame me and I held his hands and kissed his fingers, bringing his face close to mine to rub my cheek against his. "I love you so much," I breathed, closing my eyes. Yes, I had held him last night too when we had slept but we had all been exhausted. This moment felt like we were both present in it, building intimacy and it was incredibly sweet and sexy at the same time.

  "I love you too," he said gruffly. It was strange that he was still fully clothed while I was naked against him. Even more strange that his ardour seemed to have cooled.

  "Oh good. Looks like I'm right on time," Cole's voice carried through into the room but neither of us moved.

  The mattress shifted as my other boyfriend climbed in, scooting closer and snuggling with me and Jasper. "God, I'm so horny," he groaned into my neck and I laughed a little.

  "Me too," I said in agreement, placing one hand on his chest and looking from him to Jasper. "I am dying to watch the two of you kiss right now."

  Cole's green eyes gleamed with wicked delight as he took off his glasses and then bent forward over me to bury one hand in Jasper's hair and proceed to give him a kiss. I watched as Jasper responded, their tongues intertwining and the kissing getting more and more urgent by the minute. Sometimes I felt like I could climax simply by watching these two sexy men I loved going at each other like animals. It was just so hot.

  Cole broke the kiss suddenly and smiled down at me with lust shining in his eyes. "Enjoying the show?" he asked me, a little breathless.

  I grinned at him. "You bet."

  "It's probably best," Jasper said, frowning at me a little, his blond hair mussed. "Maybe we shouldn't let her exert herself too much. I mean, she can barely move as it is."

  I narrowed my eyes at Jasper mutinously, knowing he was teasing me but still feeling irked.

  "How have you not tried to kill this infuriating guy all these years?" I muttered, directing my question to Cole.

  Cole smirked at me and gave a shrug. "He's amazing in bed. I swear the sex is out of this world." As if that explained everything and solved all the problems.

  I rolled my eyes at him. "Whatever you say," I drawled in a disbelieving tone.

  "No, really. I'm serious," Cole said to me, getting into the role as well. "You want proof? We'd be happy to give you a demo."

  Biting on my lip, I aimed a sultry look at both of them, feeling sexier than ever.

  "Fine. Tell you what? Whoever pleases me the most with his performance, gets to fuck me first."

  ****

  Cole

  Skye's hand was rubbing my cock through my pants and Jasper's too, I noticed. Little vixen. I loved that she was so comfortable with us now. So in tune with our bodies. She fit between us perfectly.

  I moaned into Jasper's mouth as he kissed me again, having missed the taste of him so much but my hand was wrapped around one of Skye's breasts. We still hadn't double-teamed her in all these months of sleeping together.

  We thought there would be time enough to do that in the beginning if she wanted to but then she got pregnant and we thought it would be best to wait for her to lose her anal virginity when she had one less thing to worry about.

  Besides, we had plenty of fun without taking her ass. She loved watching us. I felt that same roving hand of hers sliding down my zipper to massage my cock through my briefs and my senses exploded.

  "Take it out," Jasper commanded as usual and I knew he meant mine. He loved bossing us around.

  Skye used both her hands to release my cock and stroke it, making me hiss, my mouth opening due to the stimulation.

  "Harder. Stroke him harder," Jasper was saying. My eyes closed as they both tended to me. Him with his words and she with her hands. Fuck.

  After a moment, I heard Skye gasping a little as she continued giving me a handjob. When I opened my eyes, I saw Jasper's head buried between her thighs as he ate her out. Skye let out a moan, but not once did her grip slacken on my cock. In fact, it seemed to get stronger, like she wanted it more.

  Of course she did.

  I quickly unbuttoned and shrugged off my shirt. My pants were next to go. Then I bent my head and kissed her mouth, taking my time, trailing kisses down her neck and then moving to her breasts. They were heavy due to the pregnancy, her nipples taut and engorged. I tasted each one as though they were ripe berries while her other hand tore at my hair.

  It hurt but I liked it.

  "Oh God," she gasped out her pleasure and I felt her writhing, about to lose control. It was understandable. Two weeks was a long time.

  She made a sound of protest and I stopped sucking her nipples to see that Jasper had straightened and moved away, his jaw glistening with her juices.

  "Finish her off for me," he said, wiping his mouth on his sleeve.

  It occurred to me then that he was the only one of us who was still fully dressed which bothered me a little. Also, was it my imagination or was Jasper just not participating in the sex like he usually did?

  But Skye said my name and distracted me with her pleas. She needed to come. I needed to make her come. Jasper had primed her up for me so much that as soon as I positioned my cock at her entrance and thrusted a few times, Skye let out a long moan and began to climax.

  I tried to control myself, hold out longer but as she rode out her orgasm on my cock and began a second one, I completely lost it and exploded with a groan of satisfaction. My vision blurred, my breaths came out in pants but I didn't stop until I had emptied all of myself into her.

  "Damn it, Skye," I grunted, my hands bruising her thighs a little before I realised what I was doing and rubbed gently at the spot even though the sensation of finally cumming after so long made me want to act like a wild animal.

  Jasper bit my ear, licked my neck and then captured my mouth to kiss me fiercely. Watching me cum was a huge turn-on for him. He liked it when I lost control.

  After a long moment, I pulled out of Skye and slumped against the pillows, my breathing slowing down somewhat. I puffed out my cheeks and blew out a breath, found Jasper watching me in amusement as he grabbed some tissues for Skye.

  "That was quite a show," he murmured.

  I grinned at him. "Yes. But we all know you're our best performer."

  He didn't smile back at me, moving to gently clean up Skye while he gazed down at her indulgently.

  "I'm still going to need your cock," she told him promptly and Jasper smirked.

  "Okay, nympho," he replied. "I'll be right back."

  Giving me another amused glance, he climbed out of bed and left the room. Skye shifted so that she could face me while reaching for the blankets to cover herself.

  "You okay there, baby?" she teased me.

  Sometimes, especially when I fucked after a long time, I spent myself on the first round and needed a power nap before I got back in the game. She and Jasper had no such issues though.

  "God, that was good," I breathed out. A sweet smile curved her lips, her hands reaching out to stroke my thigh.

  "He wasn't hard. Did you notice?" she asked me quietly, growing serious.

  I frowned at her, rendered speechless for a few seconds.

  Skye licked her lips. "We need to talk to him. Something isn't right and pushing him for sex isn't the solution."

  I took a deep breath, wiping the sweat from my face. Fear began to rise inside my chest as the aftermath of lust retreated. My gut tightened at the thought of confronting Jasper. I didn'
t want to know. I just didn't.

  "Skye-"

  "Not tonight." Her gaze softened as she studied my tight expression. "Tomorrow. He's probably going to be in the shower for an hour wondering what excuse to make in order to avoid fucking us. The 'I'm really tired' one has already been used too much. Let's not make it worse."

  ****

  Chapter Twenty

  Jasper

  I locked myself in the bathroom and stood in front of the mirror, running my fingers through my hair and making the ends stand up untidily. It was happening again. I couldn't get an erection. Skye and Cole both looked so sexy and ready to engage in a night of pleasure. Skye had even tried to warm me up, get me in the mood with her seduction routine and while I had enjoyed the way she looked and felt, my body, my cock in particular, had refused to function as it should.

  Shit.

  Shit.

  The guilt and stress I was constantly plagued with was affecting my performance. I couldn't let them know about this. It was so fucking embarrassing. I thought my recovery had ended this problem effectively. Taking deep breaths, I shut out thoughts of having a drink to ease up the anxiety. That would only cause more problems for me.

  What was I going to do? The thought of taking pleasure from their bodies and enjoying myself seemed so horrendous to me because just two nights ago, I had been doing the same thing with another woman. I thought I could handle it. Live that double life as long as the end justified the means. I had been so wrong.

  My hands shook as I picked up my phone from the vanity and scrolled through my notifications absently, needing to have something to do but then I found myself texting her.

  I was acting purely on instinct as I sent the message, my heart pounding hard and fast.

  -What're you doing? -Jasper.

  She probably had the phone close by or something because her reply came only seconds later.

  -Preparing to masturbate. I bought a new vibrator. Can't wait for you to shove it in me. Along with your dick. -Jasmine.

  The reaction I had made me exhale my breath in a rush. Lust flooded through my veins, heating my body and sending a good amount of blood flow to my cock. Fuck no.

  I closed my eyes, my jaw clenching at the surge of arousal I felt. Shaking my head, I told myself to stop this. Now. But my fingers were so disobedient.

  -Send me a video. - Jasper.

  Placing my phone on the counter, I removed my clothes and read the text she sent next.

  -Where are you, Jasper?

  Swallowing hard, I could feel my eyes glazing over with desire and the determination to achieve a climax. My cock was hard now, standing straight up, needing attention.

  -Doesn't matter. Just send it to me. I need it. was my reply.

  "Come on," I whispered urgently as she took her time replying.

  And then it came through. She sent me a video of herself as she slid that vibrator in and out of her wet pussy and I growled with satisfaction.

  "Oh my God," I said under my breath, wetting my hand under the faucet and finally wrapping it around my dick to jerk off, imagining it was her I was thrusting into.

  At that point, I wasn't even thinking straight. I was addicted to the pleasure and I wanted to come so I didn't allow any other thoughts to interfere with the process. It was over quickly. My mouth opened slightly and I spurted out my cum, grabbing a hand towel while trying not to make a sound.

  I clutched the edge of the vanity for a while, feeling no joy beyond that of the lightness of my body, my brain destressing as well. Then I stepped inside the shower cubicle, standing under the spray for a long time, feeling nothing but numbness.

  When I finally emerged, I found another text from Jasmine.

  -What's going on with you? You've never texted me from home before. Is everything okay?

  I wiped myself roughly before tying the towel around my hips.

  -I wish I was anywhere but here right now. I don't know how to face them. I hate myself.

  My hands were starting to tremble again.

  -Because of me. Because of what we did. I'm sorry, Jasper. If it's hard for you, we can stop. - Jasmine.

  No. We couldn't. Contract and all aside, I felt disinclined to end things with her. She was...my friend. I was more myself with her than I was with anyone else at this point in my life. And I may have gone into this for different reasons, but after getting to know her, I was honest enough with myself to admit that I wasn't just doing this for the money.

  -I'll see you soon. Have to go now. -Jasper.

  -Okay. Don't worry, I'm not going to text again.

  I frowned at the message for a second before typing a response.

  -It's not a problem for me. You can text me anytime you want.

  Finally, I unlocked the door and stepped out of the bathroom, heading straight to the kitchen for a drink. I was too wound up to give any explanations to Cole and Skye. I just wanted them to leave me alone.

  There was no use pretending that everything was fine with me. I only wished they would let me have my space tonight despite all the questions I knew were burning in their minds.

  ****

  Jasmine

  I stared at Jasper's last text for a long time, sitting alone in my hotel room balcony, surrounded by the cacophony of city life. Far away in the distance, stood the London Eye, its neon lighting reflecting off the River Thames.

  I felt both lonely and detached from this place but I wasn't sure why I kept living here. Maybe because Alex was here, my agent and friend and Armaan's half brother. He was dating Sophia, my Italian friend, and sometimes flew her out to join us.

  Whenever he visited Italy, they both stayed at the cottage I had gifted Sophia before I had moved in with Armaan in Pavia. I hadn't gone back there for a while now. Hadn't set foot on Italian soil for months even if my book tours sometimes demanded it.

  Alex hadn't questioned me when I had informed him of my decision to leave Armaan. Yes. It had been me who had left him instead of him kicking me out as he should have. I was his weakness. But I wouldn't be any longer.

  I had blocked him on all social media and stayed away from any news regarding him. What Armaan needed was complete space from me in order to move on. And soon he would. It was only natural. People fell out of love all the time. I was nothing special.

  I would ask him for a divorce then, eventually, after things cooled down and he had had time to adjust to my absence from his life. It hurt me to do it but I would for his sake.

  We were never meant to be. We weren't right for each other as he seemed to think. This time would pass and he would be okay once my dark shadow was completely removed from his life. I believed it with all my heart. Then I could rest easy. Then I could watch him be happy and laugh again and know that I did something not so selfish for once.

  My eyes went to the text message again. Figuring out Jasper Wells was another story. Why had he texted me if he was in Milan with Cole and Skye? I felt concerned about him. He acted like he wanted to sext but then ended up telling me what was really bothering him.

  Jasper seemed so composed and strong all the time, so this side of him baffled me. He was my friend now. We had something. A sort of bond, like we were kindred spirits. It was very easy for us to talk to each other about anything and everything. In another life, if it wasn't for the intense sexual chemistry between us, we would probably be siblings also passing for best friends. That's how I felt about him. We weren't in love or anything. God forbid. I could do without that sort of complication in my life.

  But I could tell he felt guilty about the sex and was stressed over his situation even though he had come to me willingly two nights ago. I had never forced him, hadn't overtly tried to seduce him after that night in Amira. One day he had bumped into me in London and had been skating around me for months, pretending that it was enough to just enjoy my company.

  It was stupid to deny the attraction. It burned through us, screaming for attention every time Jasper and I looked at each other. For me,
it had begun the night when he had first come to my former home in Pavia. It had been an effort of sheer willpower to avert my gaze from his arresting features and not be drawn to his strong, sexual vibe. But he had been too busy looking longingly at Skye that night and his dark gaze had been more sad than sensual.

  But I had noticed. I never asked him when he started to notice me that way. Maybe that night in Amira.

  But after six months, it had happened. We had given in to the lust and it had been incredible.

  I missed the sex already. His quiet company too as he mostly scowled at his laptop or watched those silly Batman movies on his phone those other nights when we hadn't been having sex but simply hanging out and smoking pot or drinking.

  Once he even tried to give me a long, detailed breakdown about the DC universe and I had to pretend to fall asleep because unless Batman was going to be a character I wrote about in one of my books, I wasn't interested.

  But what stuck with me was the fact that he had not forbidden me from texting him. I would never tell him but those words had brought tears to my eyes.

  Once, I had been so deeply in love with a taken man and every single time, he had ended the conversation before I was ready. His last message to me was always, 'Don't text back.'

  'Don't text back' because his wife was home. 'Don't text back' because it wasn't 'safe'. 'Don't text back' because he was busy.

  He silenced me whenever he wished even though I had a million things left to say. To read Jasper's text and realise that he didn't care about those things made me feel...in control. Heard. Respected.

  Jasper was the first man in my life who didn't take decisions away from me. Who let me be me without expecting anything in return and never demanded more from me than I was ready to give. Jasper. My only true friend.

  I had distanced myself from everybody from my previous life in Amira because of Hamza. Twice I had done it for my sanity but Armaan had pushed me to break my own rules both times. I wasn't doing it anymore. I wasn't going to put myself through hell to please anyone.