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“Are you sore?” I asked, biting gently on his earlobe.
“Not sore enough,” he answered, his voice sleep-heavy.
The bed rocked, and I focused on speeding up my climax so his body could get the rest it needed. “I’m about to come,” I said between gnashed teeth, getting in a few more thrusts. “Fuck.” My spine locked as my orgasm blew through me.
I ground against his ass, making sure every drop of my cum found its way home, found its way to the deepest parts of him. In the process, I gained a sick, superior satisfaction from knowing my seed was the only one being planted in his garden.
“Cole,” he whimpered.
“I’ve got you,” I said, slipping out and turning him around. He fell bonelessly onto the bed and was coming into my mouth before his weeping crown had tapped my tonsils.
Jasper urged me up his body by my hair, tonguing me and moaning from the taste of himself.
“Were you really asleep?” I asked as he dropped kisses along my jaw.
“Maybe,” he said, laughing when I poked him in his ribs, and then rolled us until we hit the floor.
Gripping the molding above the bathroom door frame, I watched with trepidation as Jasper—now showered and fully alert, took in the handprint at his throat, and the love bites surrounding his nipples like petals blooming from a pistil. My fingers dug in to the point of aching when he met my eyes through the mirror over the sink.
“Daniel’s on his way to the airport. Something came up last minute, and we need him to help negotiate a contract. I told him I’d let you know. He’ll be out of the country until Friday morning. More than enough time for those to fade.”
“What?”he asked in disbelief. “The answer isn’t to invent business trips to ship him off to whenever you feel like losing your cool in bed, Cole. We need to be more discreet, or this won’t work.”
Or you could leave him,I didn’t say, because he was already getting worked up, and Jasper on an anger-bender wasn’t something you willingly contended with.
“I’ll be more careful with you.” It killed me to say that.
The concern didn’t entirely evaporate from his expression, but thankfully the regret had. I closed in behind him, smoothing my palms over his flanks and cupping his pectorals lovingly, already mourning the impending loss of the bruises cascading over them.
“And I didn’tinventa business trip. I shifted some things around so I could up the timetable drastically on this one. Let’s not fight.” I groped and squeezed his pecs as if milking them, my cock ballooning at the crease of his ass. “Now come eat,” I said, moving away and tapping one of his bruised cheeks lightly. “Your coffee’s getting cold.” I sauntered off, feeling his eyes on my nakedness as I went.
Jasper entered the kitchen wearing one of my t-shirts and a pair of my sweats. A protective barrier he’d be foolish to think I couldn’t get through if I wanted or needed to, but his message was clear: the fun and games were over for now. And I’d respect it. For now.
He held a pair of plaid pajama bottoms out to me, and I legged into them without argument.
“Wish you could take it back?” I asked, sliding the milk across the island to him.
“I could lie and say yes,” he said, “but I’d need at least two cups of coffee first. Right now I don’t have it in me. I’m trying not to feel bad for something I did with a clear head, but this is so messed up, Cole.”
“Do you want to stop?”
“No. But this isn’t fair to him. I don’t want to hurt him, but I’m not leaving him, either,” he said conflicted.
He could be stubborn when he wanted to be, and I toyed with whether or not to address the unsaid thing between us, knowing facing it could potentially help him, and save us. “Do you plan on avoiding my father forever?”
He coughed around a mouthful of coffee, setting his mug down. “Where didthatcome from?”
“Just answer me, Jas.”
“It’s been working so far.”
“That was before.”
“Before what?” he asked.
“Before I moved here, and before we were back in each other’s lives. I think seeing him may help—”
“No.” The word was a slammed door, and now wasn’t the right time to kick it down. I dug into my eggs, and he bit into a strip of his bacon. How had we gone from last night, to this morning, to this? It’d be up to me to bring us around.
