Shifting so that he could reach between them and guide his cock against her entrance, Ashlynn sighed as he pushed into her. They’d stopped using condoms almost six months ago, and he was the first man she’d ever been with without one. They’d surpassed that point where they trusted one another, and since Ashlynn had been on birth control since she was a teenager—something her mother had insisted on, though Ashlynn hadn’t initially known why—they didn’t have to worry about that, either.
“Oh, fuck. You feel so good,” Jase whispered. “Ride me slow, Ash.”
Lying atop him, Ashlynn rocked her hips at a pace that matched his, enjoying the delicious friction of him inside her. Lifting her head, she peered down at his face, admiring him in the shadows. Jase slid her hair behind her ear and cupped her face in his big hand. When he was sweet like this, her heart melted a little more. Although she was completely happy with him, she knew deep down that there was still something missing for both of them. Someone, to be exact.
“Don’t think,” Jase whispered. “Just feel me.”
Leaning down so that she could kiss him, Ashlynn gave herself over to him. He fucked her so perfectly. As the room heated around them, the sensations sending her higher and higher, Jase rolled them so that she was beneath him, the blankets falling away. She dug her fingernails into his back, wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on as he began to thrust his hips, going deeper, deeper still.
“Ash. Baby.”
“Look at me,” she instructed, keeping her voice low. She didn’t want to close her eyes, didn’t want to lose sight of him. Jase meant everything to her, more than she’d ever anticipated, and sometimes the guilt ate at her. She wanted Leyton, now more than ever. And she knew Jase did as well.
But did Leyton want them? Both of them?
It had seemed as though that were the case, but Ashlynn feared he was battling with his conscience, trying to determine right from wrong. As far as she was concerned, there was no wrong. Not in this scenario.
Jase rolled his hips forward, lodging himself to the hilt, making her inner muscles lock as her orgasm crested. She tightened her legs around him, crying out as she came.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said as he came inside her, his mouth seeking hers.
Shortly after they were finished, Jase slipped out of the bed. When he flipped on the bathroom light and turned on the shower, Ashlynn glanced at her bedroom door. There, once again watching them, was Leyton. He was shirtless, but his body was hidden in the shadows, his hand gripping the doorjamb, his eyes locked with hers.
“He’s right,” Leyton said softly. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
Before she could say anything—if she would’ve known what to say at all—Leyton turned and walked away, leaving her staring at the empty space. Jase returned with a washcloth, then proceeded to clean her tenderly. Ashlynn didn’t know if Jase had seen Leyton, but she figured he had. The fact that he didn’t say anything, merely met her eyes, told her he was battling the same emotions—confusion, frustration, disappointment—that she was.
“I’m gonna take a quick shower. Be right back,” he said with a quick kiss on her forehead.
Once he joined her in bed again, wrapping her in his arms while she rested her head on his chest, Ashlynn finally gave in to her exhaustion, Leyton’s words still lingering in her mind as she tried to figure out whether or not approaching Max was the right thing to do.
She wasn’t sure. What she did know was that she couldn’t sit back and do nothing.
Chapter Twenty-Five
Give me this.
Saturday, November 7 th
Present day
Jase had been watching the clock for the past hour while holding Ashlynn in his arms, listening to the soft sound of her breathing. Tossing and turning wasn’t an option since she was covering part of his body, so he’d settled on listening for any sound coming from his bedroom, where Leyton was currently sleeping.
Or was he? Could it be possible that Leyton was restless, unable to sleep, as well?
Getting up and going in there was sounding better and better with each passing second, but Jase had yet to force himself to move. He was tempted, though. So fucking tempted.
For the past hour, Jase had replayed the conversation they’d had in the game room over and over in his head. He was still shocked by the topic Leyton had broached.
You pretend it’s all about sex, but with you, I sense there’s more to it.
I don’t love you.
No. I didn’t think you did. But could you?
Is that what you want? For me to love you before you finally give in?
No. But I want to know if it’s a possibility. Otherwise, this’ll go nowhere fast.
Yeah, I could love you.
Good. That’s all I needed to know.
At the sound of the water running when the shower came on, he couldn’t resist any longer. He managed to shift Ashlynn over and ease out of the bed before tiptoeing naked into his own bedroom, closing the door silently. As he’d expected, Leyton was in the shower, so Jase crawled into the bed, leaving the lights off.
His heart began to race in anticipation as he waited, wondering how Leyton was going to react once he found him there. His mind conjured up numerous scenarios, but they all ended the same way … the two of them locked together as one. If Leyton wanted even a fraction of what Jase wanted, it would be cataclysmic.
Jase only had to wait a few minutes before Leyton returned.
As the bed shifted, Jase cleared his throat, then threw his arms around Leyton when the man reached for his gun.
“It’s just me,” he muttered against Leyton’s ear, holding him tightly in his grip and pulling him back into the bed.
Oh, hell. Leyton was naked and warm, still damp from the shower. It took everything in his power not to press his lips to Leyton’s back the way he so desperately wanted to.
“What the fuck?” Leyton’s body remained rigid, but he relaxed onto the mattress as Jase leaned up on one arm, staring down at him.
Not in the mood for conversation, Jase didn’t feel it necessary to explain his reason for being in there. They both knew already. Instead, he got right down to business, brushing his lips across Leyton’s, holding his breath as he waited to see whether Leyton would push him away or pull him closer.
“Jase,” Leyton muttered, sounding as though he wanted to push him away, but his body said something entirely different.
“I need this,” Jase whispered against his mouth. “Give me this.” Jase was so fucking tired of waiting, and he couldn’t let this opportunity slip by without at least trying to make Leyton understand what he wanted, what he needed.
Not waiting for a response, Jase kissed Leyton firmly, sliding his tongue along Leyton’s bottom lip until he acquiesced, opening to him. When Leyton’s arms came around him, Jase groaned, enjoying the feel of the man’s body against his own.
Jase thought he was in control of the kiss, but he quickly learned that Leyton wasn’t relinquishing his control, so he gave in, succumbing to the pleasure as he ground his cock against Leyton’s thigh, sliding his tongue against Leyton’s. The next thing he knew, he was on his back, Leyton hovering above him.
His senses were heightened, forcing him to notice every detail. The glorious weight of Leyton’s long, lean body, the thick ridge of his erection lying against Jase’s stomach, even the coarse hair on Leyton’s face as it brushed against Jase’s cheek.
“We shouldn’t be doin’ this,” Leyton muttered, but he didn’t sound as though he believed the words any more than Jase did.
“You haven’t been ordered to stay away from me,” Jase mentioned, meeting Leyton’s gaze when he lifted his head.