"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.
