It wasn’t difficult to shove down her own needs and put everyone else’s in front of hers. She was a grown-up, after all. At twenty-six, she could put petty games aside when necessary, but that didn’t mean she wasn’t irritated.
And there was only one man to blame for her current mood.
For two months, Ashlynn had pulled out all the stops in her attempt to show Leyton that she was interested in him, ever since her birthday party at the club. Up to this point, he’d done a damn good job of pretending she didn’t affect him, though she knew otherwise. That night at the club, when he’d played voyeur to her and Jase’s tryst, Ashlynn had seen his interest. But she would have to give Leyton one thing … she had to admire the man’s willpower, because he certainly hadn’t given in.
Yet.
It wasn’t until recently that Ashlynn had recognized Leyton’s true nature, which had been the tipping point for her. For years she had actually thought that Leyton had a thing for Max, of all people. There’d never been any doubt that her brother was as straight as they came, but she had always questioned Leyton’s… What was the right word? Flexibility? Yes, that was a good one. She’d always questioned his flexibility when it came to his sexuality. Though she’d never known him to date men—or hell, to date anyone, for that matter—she was quite perceptive when it came to Leyton Matheson. He was intrigued by men, if nothing else. As much as if not more so than he was attracted to women.
That didn’t mean he hadn’t been with men; it only meant she didn’t have any concrete proof.
Yet.
It seemed that when it came to Leyton, Ashlynn continued to hold out hope. One day she would crack that tough exterior and get to the gooey, sexy center. Someday very, very soon. And yes, her interest, her slow-burning desire for him, required him to be extremely flexible with his own desires, so to speak.
Leyton had come into their lives long before Ashlynn’s head had been turned by a boy, but by the time he was a senior in high school and Ashlynn had been a freshman, she’d been incredibly aware of him. They’d gone to the same school for two years due to Leyton failing the tenth grade, mostly because he’d chosen to fight that year rather than worry about schoolwork.
Not that her infatuation with him had done her a damn bit of good. Though they’d been friends, Leyton had never acted on anything else, never even seemed to acknowledge her interest. But she only considered that a stroke of good luck on her part. After all, had she and Leyton gotten together at that point in their lives, she wouldn’t have had the pleasure of Jase’s company.
And Jase Malone was quite yummy.
“Hey,” a deep voice rumbled from behind her.
Speak of the devil.
Ashlynn turned to see Jase sauntering down the hall toward her, his thigh muscles bunching with every step. She loved the way those faded jeans hugged him in all the right places, accentuating his muscular thighs, fantastic ass, not to mention the giant bulge he sported between his legs. The man had caught her attention from the very first day he’d stepped into her house five years ago, looking for a job. He was mouth-wateringly good-looking, and that voice of his… His words alone made her insides quiver with need.
She was ready for some action of her own, and Jase was just the man to provide that for her.
When Jase’s six-foot-two-inch, extremely powerful frame pressed her up against the wall, Ashlynn clutched his broad shoulders as she peered up into those sexy, crystal-blue eyes. His blond hair was cut short but not so short that she couldn’t slide her fingers through it and pull him down to her.
Jase nuzzled her neck as he slid his big, warm hand beneath her skirt, easing inside her panties and pressing his finger against her clit.
“Is this what you’ve been waiting for?” Jase’s tongue caressed the sensitive skin beneath her ear.
Closing her eyes and enjoying the tingle that ignited in her core, Ashlynn nodded her head.
“You’re wet for me,” he whispered against her ear. “So fucking wet.”
“Yes,” she hissed.
The man knew exactly which of her buttons to push to ratchet up her heart rate, and he didn’t have any qualms about giving her what she needed when she needed it.
“Were you thinkin’ about me?”
Ashlynn nodded again, her eyes rolling back as the pleasure intensified. “Don’t stop,” she murmured, riding the sensual high her body craved as he teased her clit.
His lips brushed hers lightly. “What’ll you do if your brother comes in and sees us?”
Ashlynn smiled against his mouth. “I’ll tell him I’m a big girl and I can fuck my head of security if I want to.”
“I love when you say head,” Jase muttered.
“You love more when I give it.”
“No doubt.” Jase’s free hand slid around to cup her ass, squeezing her close as he adjusted their positions so that he could push two fingers inside her. “Is that an offer?”
That was another thing she liked about Jase. He sated her every craving and wasn’t afraid to ask for what he wanted.
She offered another nod.
“Yes, it was an offer? Or yes, you want me to make you come with my fingers, right here?”
“The first, although the second’s not a bad idea, either,” she told him breathlessly, hating that his hand was forced to retreat as she slid her back down the wall, her eyes still locked with his.
While she fumbled with his zipper, Jase pressed his fingers against her lips. “Suck them clean and I’ll give you my dick.”
Never looking away, she took his fingers into her mouth, licking them clean while she freed his cock from his jeans. When he removed them, her tongue instantly lapped at the bead of pre-cum pooling on the wide, swollen head. His hands slid into her hair, gripping her firmly while she proceeded to blow him right there, in the hallway of her brother’s house.
This was probably one of the more private places she and Jase had gotten down to business in. They’d become notorious for acting on their urges spontaneously. It kept it interesting, to say the least.
Ashlynn wasn’t embarrassed to say that her sex drive was high, significantly higher than most women. Previous lovers hadn’t been able to keep up, which was likely the reason she had never settled down long enough to have a real relationship. That and she didn’t believe that sex and love had anything to do with one another. But if she was ever going to give in to love—if it even really existed—then she was damn sure going to be certain the man could sate her every physical need first.
Regrettably, finding that man wasn’t as easy as she would’ve preferred. Not until Jase, anyway. Not that this thing between them could be categorized as a relationship. But it was the longest amount of time she’d been with any one man exclusively. They’d been fucking like rabbits for about a year, and the frequency hadn’t lessened with time. In fact, Ashlynn was inclined to think she wanted him even more now. It was as though he knew her, knew what she liked, what she needed, what she wanted.
It helped that he wanted the same things. Such as Leyton crushed between them.
Jase was openly bisexual, although he hadn’t been with a man in all the time they’d been sleeping together. To help alleviate that desperate need that ate at him, they’d started talking about their fantasies while she secretly plotted a way to get Leyton to succumb to his own desires. It was the twenty-first century, after all, and a woman was allowed to ask for what she wanted, to explore her sexuality and admit she had needs. It had been during one of those fantasy discussions that she and Jase had both learned that adding Leyton to the mix would be the cherry topping on a fucking kick-ass sex sundae.
“Aww, yeah,” Jase moaned, tugging her hair as he pressed his hips forward. “You’re so fucking hot like that, Ash. My dick buried in your mouth.”
That was another thing she enjoyed about Jase. He was incredibly vocal. There were times when he could almost get her off with little stimulation and a hell of a lot of that dirty talk.
However, as good as he was, no one was perfect. The one thing about Jase she’d noticed early on … although he was supremely alpha, when it came to sex between them, he had always submitted to her to some degree. Even if he topped from the bottom so to speak, he had always allowed her to maintain the ultimate control. And she knew, deep down, Jase worried she would break if he took that away from her.