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I swallowed, my throat so tight, emotions swirling around me so powerful. Someone would say it was weird that Ryker and Jareth were okay with me being with both of them, but when it came to other men, they were too territorial to let me go… to share me.
But I would say love made people do funny but incredible things.
I found myself nodding, because I wanted him to know I agreed, consented.
He took another step toward me, and I thought he would touch me, pull me into the hardness of his body, but instead he stopped, staring at me, almost as if he were thinking about what he’d do to me, picturing it.
And I couldn’t help but anticipate every sweet moment of it all.
Chapter Twelve
Jareth
Istared at her for a few seconds and then moved over to my leather recliner pressed against the far wall. I sat my ass down, watching her, the lights dim, causing small shadows to play along her body.
I knew by her expression she was unsure exactly how this would play out, how I’d make her come tonight.
I tried to keep my body calm, my thoughts clear. But whenever I was around Sofie, that was almost fucking impossible. She had this fire burning inside me, one that if not controlled would burn me alive. She’d been the only woman to ever make me feel like this, the only woman to ever make me want something… more.
I’d sworn off women for years before she even came into my life, focused on work.
I kept to myself, built my business, made it the successful empire it was. It was easy to not have the focus of women in my life, because the truth was they’d never done anything for me. Not until Sofie started working for my company and everything else faded away. I would give everything for her. I would sacrifice anything to make sure she was happy.
And that’s how I was in this relationship with her, sharing her company with another man, because I knew there were things she needed that I couldn’t give her, things her other partner could. That was life; that was human.
And to be honest, it had been hard at first, real fucking hard to share my woman with another man. Jealousy wasn’t something I’d ever known before, because what I wanted I took, and if I couldn’t take it, I worked my ass off for it.
But this was different. This was my life, my love.
And so when she’d told me about Ryker, asked me how I’d feel if she saw both of us at the same time, there had been no hesitation in me, no desire to end the relationship and stop this. There had been nothing like that, because I loved her and wanted her to be happy.
I moved my thoughts back, tucked them far away. Tonight was about this moment, my woman, and making her feel good. Tonight was about giving her what only I could. That dominance. Her submission.
“Take off your clothes, Sofie.” She started breathing harder, her body preparing itself for me. “And get on your knees,” I said in a calm, deep voice that brooked no argument.
For a second, all she did was stand there. I saw her pulse beating rapidly right below her ear.
“Do it, Sofie. Do what I say.”
I saw the way her hands shook as she started to get undressed, her eyes trained on me the entire time. She knew the rules, knew she was to do what I said, her gaze never leaving mine.
When she had everything off, she just stood there for a moment, the uncertainty of the situation and her lust clear on her face, driving my own arousal even higher.
“On your knees, baby girl, and show me that pretty ass.” I said it harder this time, letting her know with my voice that she was starting to disobey.
And then she turned around and sank to her knees.
“Good girl,” I praised and lifted my hand, rubbing my palm over my mouth as I stared at her. She had womanly curves, ones I could hold on to as I fucked her. Her body made my mouth water for a taste.
“Show me what’s mine.” My voice was nothing more than a rough growl at this point. I was leaning back on the chair, the suit I wore feeling constricting, my cock so fucking hard it dug against the zipper of my slacks.
She bent over, her chest on the floor, her ass in the air. She knew what I liked to see, knew what to do. Sofie fucking wanted this too, needed it as much as I did. Giving herself to me, submitting. Where she had control in all other aspects of her life, in this one moment, with me, I was in control. I was the one calling the shots, making her decisions.
“Spread your legs wider, let me see those pretty little pink lips.” She did what I said so fucking nicely, so obediently. And when she was in position, I forced myself not to reach down and touch myself. I needed to prolong this, needed to make this last, or I’d come before it even started. “Look at that,” I said deeply. “So fucking ready for me. So damn perfect.”
I watched as she took a deep breath, maybe steadying herself, maybe trying to control her emotions. She lowered her upper body to the floor so now her breasts were touching the no doubt cold tile. Her ass was popped out in the air, obscenely displayed for my viewing pleasure.
And like a good girl, she waited for the next command.
