Jasper's hand was resting near my thigh now, his pinky finger sort of grazing my skin and I was as tense as one of those tightropes you saw at the circus. I was pretty sure I could not stomach the pizza now due to my nervousness.
"Skye, come here," Cole said to me softly.
What? What did he mean? I was here. Right next to him. He saw my confusion and then leaned back and patted his denim clad thigh, a small smile hovering around his sexy mouth.
"Um..." I hesitated because I knew exactly what would happen if I sat on his lap. I was too wound up and Cole never failed to arouse me.
"Go to him," Jasper told me in a firm voice. "Go sit on his lap, Madison."
Shit. Why was this so fucking arousing? Jasper telling me to go to Cole knowing what he wanted to do to me. I wanted this. I wanted this so bad.
"Please, baby," Cole said in a husky voice, his palm rubbing my thigh slowly.
I stopped thinking about it and made myself move. Within a few seconds, I was seated sideways on his lap with my legs extending towards Jasper who watched us with an increasingly hot gaze. My heart began to pound again. A part of me knew. It just knew that this would be the night we all slept together. My first ever threesome. It scared the shit out of me but also made me squirm with lustful anticipation. I felt so needy.
"You're not hungry?" Cole murmured into my hair as his arms circled my waist. I shook my head. "You okay with this?" he asked, nudging aside my hair so he could bury his nose in my neck.
I closed my eyes as pleasure seeped through me and then they flew open again when I felt Jasper's hands on my legs, stroking the smooth skin.
"Baby, you okay with this?" Cole asked me again in a firmer tone.
"Your feet are cold," Jasper then said abruptly and started to rub them slowly with those big hands of his. I almost purred with delight.
Unable to keep a hold of my emotions or desire any longer, I turned quickly and kissed my boyfriend, burying my fingers in his hair.
"I love you so much," I whispered to Cole but the movie was paused and my words rang clear in the silence.
Cole didn't notice but I did when Jasper removed his hands from my body. I did not dare look at him for fear of what I might see on his face. Instead, my confusion led me to position myself so that I was now straddling Cole, kissing him with a desperation that puzzled him.
He drew me back by the shoulders and frowned at me. "What's wrong?"
Shaking my head, I scrambled off his lap to remove my shorts and panties, still not looking at the man seated next to us and then climbed back on top of Cole, frantically opening his zipper. He tried to halt my movements but I ignored his attempts and soon his cock was free and my hand was wrapped around it, stroking it with a firm grip. Cole let out a hiss, his eyes rolling back, his throat exposed. I leaned forward to kiss the strong column of it and finally glanced at Jasper through hooded eyes.
He was no longer watching us but staring determinedly away with a closed off expression. I felt a pang in my heart. I knew what was wrong with him. My declaration of love for Cole had made him feel left out. Sex was not a problem but he resented the fact that I might no longer be in love with him. Is that why you don't want to try, Jasper? Because you don't want me to hurt you again? Because you don't believe I could love you?
My eyes filled with moisture at the thought and Cole stiffened at the first drops of tears that splayed on his skin. He cradled my face and stared at me in silence. Suddenly, I knew why he denied himself the pleasure. I understood. Admitting to myself that Jasper's lack of effort to instill and maintain any intimacy in this relationship hurt.
But he had tried today. It was me who had not been able to handle the avalanche of emotions brought on by the thought of sharing my body with the two most important people in my life. At the same time. In other words, I had panicked. Big time. So I had done the only thing deemed safe. I had simply sought refuge in Cole.
I couldn't go through with this. And I hated doing this to Cole. Hated taking advantage of his feelings for me.
‘I'm sorry,’ I mouthed and he swallowed hard before nodding. Then he gently removed me from his lap and zipped himself up with a grimace. I sniffed and wiped my tears as he picked up his plate and glass and carried them over to the kitchen.
"By all means, please continue," Jasper's drawling voice penetrated the stiff silence. "You don't have to stop on my account. I'm just a cripple, remember?"
His cavalier tone triggered something in me. I whirled on him then, aware of my bloodshot eyes and runny nose. "So what was tonight, some sort of game to you?" I demanded angrily. "All this nonsense about dinner and a movie, getting cosy on the couch, making moves on me. What, what was that, Jasper? What were you trying to prove? That you still have the power to lure us both in with your magnetic presence but then you can't be bothered to follow through? Huh?"
"Skye," Cole's voice drifted over from the kitchen to placate me but I was too angry to heed his subtle reminder of his preference to not
