Chapter 11
Kennedy
I woke up early the following morning. I turned and realized Elijah was still fast asleep beside me on the bed.
I smiled to myself, staring down at his sleeping figure.
His black hair was messy, his face crushed against the pillow, and his back was on full display, the blanket only covering his lower half.
I gently placed a kiss on his shoulder before I slid out of bed, deciding to use the bathroom.
Last night had been perfect. Everything I'd wanted and more.
I was a little sore between my legs, but I liked the feeling. It reminded me that Elijah had been filling me thoroughly last night, and I'd enjoyed every bit of it.
I softly closed the bedroom door behind me and tiptoed to the bathroom, but in doing so, I realized the front door was cracked open.
My brows furrowed, knowing that it had been closed last night. Curious, I quickly walked to the front but felt relief when I saw Jasper standing outside, his gaze to the forest, a mug in hand.
I stepped onto the porch.
"It's not even six yet," I said, grabbing his attention.
He turned to me. "Couldn't sleep and thought the morning air would do me some good."
"You're always up early," I said, moving closer.
"Habit. Can't shake it."
I slipped on my sandals and went to stand beside him. "Why couldn't you sleep?"
His gaze searched my face before dropping to my cleavage. "Wanna take a walk with me?"
"You're avoiding the question."
"Maybe."
"Jasper."
He grinned. "Come on. I'll tell you on the trail."
I looked around. "Sure."
He went to place the mug by the porch before catching back up with me. We walked along the hiking trail, moving deeper and deeper into the forest.
"Today's the last day," he said. "How do you feel about that?"
"You have to ask?" I murmured.
He chuckled. "You wish it were longer, huh?"
"I do."
"Me too."
"You mean it?"
"Yeah. Absolutely."
Jasper pulled in a breath. "We'd stay longer if we didn't have busy lives waiting for us at the end of this."
"Yeah, I understand. I just want us to follow through on our promises about staying in touch after this."
"Absolutely. We'll exchange numbers as soon as we get back to the house." He offered up a smile.
"And you'll actually answer when I call?"
"Kennedy, I'm gonna be calling you."
I blushed. "So tell me—why the restless night?" I asked.
"The truth?"
"Always," I said.
"Well, I had a boner last night that I couldn't quite shake. A cold shower earlier was the only thing that helped."
I stopped and turned to look at him. "What were you thinking about?"
"You know what I was thinking about," he said.
"Tell me anyway."
He stepped closer. "You. Elijah. The sounds you were making."
I bit my lip and lowered my gaze. "I'm sorry."
"Nah, don't apologize. I enjoyed watching. Trust me, I get a ton of pleasure from that as well."
"You do?"
"Fuck yeah. Watching you come apart like that?" He shook his head. "Incredible."
"Why didn't you join us then?"
"I didn't want to overwhelm you. I know all of this is new to you, Kennedy, and stuff like this you do in stages."
"What if I don't want to wait?"
"Don't you?"
"I don't know. Maybe I just... want to see where this goes."
I smiled, meeting his gaze again. "You seem to know a thing or two about ménages."
He shrugged, a smirk on his face. "Let's just say I love having fun."
"With Elijah?"
"Among others."
"How many others?"
"You really want to know?"
"No. Actually, I don't."
He laughed. "Smart woman."
"I want you too, Jasper."
The words came easier this time, with no hesitation and no shame.
He swallowed hard. "Yeah?"
I nodded.
This was what I wanted. Both of them. And I wasn't going to apologize for it anymore.
"Now?"
"Now," I confirmed.
He took a step toward me and cupped my face with his hands. "Good, because I've been dying to kiss you again ever since we did it at the falls."
I crashed my lips to his, kissing him passionately. He held me closely and kissed me roughly. I stumbled backward until my body was pressed against a large tree. Jasper kissed me, his hands roaming down my body, groping my breast.
My skin started to tingle, and my body became hot despite the coolness of the forest.
"Fuck, I want you so much," he said, breaking the kiss and pulling off his sweatpants.
He kissed me roughly again, passionately, and I whimpered as his erection pressed against my stomach. My body was burning up. The rush was intense, and I wanted him inside me right away.
He pulled me from the tree, and I stumbled, falling to the forest floor.
I was about to get up, but seeing the way Jasper hovered over me made me change my mind.
My gaze went to his erection, taking in his size.
He carried more girth than Elijah, but Elijah had more length. He was so thick I wondered if he'd fit.
Different. Everything about this was different from Elijah.
"Fuck," he said as he dropped to the ground between my legs. He yanked my sweatpants down, and I kicked them off.
He raised my shirt, allowing it to gather above my breasts, and then he swiped his tongue across my erect nipples. The wet path he left behind made me shiver.
"Now," I begged, my body dripping with arousal for him.
Jasper entered me in a single thrust that had me screaming in the forest. I clenched around him at his rough intrusion, but my body rejoiced at the intimacy.
He raised my leg with one hand and slipped the other below my head. Then he plunged into me again, sharp and deep, my body burning.
"Fuck, you feel so good wrapped around me," he said before thrusting to the hilt.
I sucked in a breath, tiny spasms shooting through my body. It all felt so primal, the leaves under my body, the trees surrounding me, and Jasper, who fucked like an animal. My chest was bursting with emotions, raw and unfiltered, everything I'd never allowed myself to have.
Freedom. Choosing.
He grunted loudly as his pace increased. Soon he buried his face in the crook of my shoulder and fucked me roughly. I stared up at the tall trees, the sun just peeking out, the birds flying while I clenched around him. Leaves and twigs dug into my scalp with each powerful movement.
His breath was warm against my skin, his grunts getting louder until he bucked deep, groaning loudly.
My breath hitched, and I dug my fingers into his back, holding onto him while my orgasm crashed into me. My eyes fluttered when I felt the warmth of his cum filling me, his body getting heavier against mine. My body continued to spasm around him until I just lay there exhausted.
Two men. I'd been with two men now. The reality settled over me.
Jasper waited a second, still buried deep inside me, before he pulled back.
He pulled out of me and sat up, his forehead beaded with sweat, his chest heaving.
He looked between my legs and clenched his teeth while he worked his still-hard length in his hands, squeezing the rest of his release from it.
I moaned, pushing his seed from my body and allowing it to trickle from my entrance. The sensation was obscene. Deliberate.
Jasper muttered a curse under his breath and leaned into me.
I gasped softly when he entered me again, slowly easing his way to the hilt. My legs quivered, my body tightened.
"I can't get enough of you, Kennedy," he said, bucking deep inside me, causing my body to shift against the ground. I wrapped my hands around him, trailed them to his firm ass, and pressed him deeper, though my body was overly sensitive. He moaned loudly, his length flexing.
He was about to come again. Jasper pulled back and bucked wildly inside me, causing me to scream his name over and over again.
"Come with me, baby!" he exclaimed, slamming into me until we could both hear the wet sound of my slickness.
He filled me with one sharp thrust that triggered my orgasm again. I stiffened beneath him, my body clenching, and then began to writhe beneath him. His ass clenched as he came, his grunts loud. He filled me deep, and when he pulled out this time, he was soft.
We stayed against each other for a minute, trying to catch our breaths.
"Jesus," he breathed.
"Yeah."
"You okay?"
"More than okay."
"Good. Because that was..."
"Intense?"
"Fucking perfect."
I smiled to myself, unable to believe that Jasper came twice inside of me. That I'd let him take me on the forest floor without hesitation.
That I'd wanted it. Every second of it.
He got up, his gaze planted between my legs. "God, you're amazing, Kennedy."
My face was flushed as I got up and pulled on my shorts that Jasper handed me. Leaves clung to my hair. Evidence of what we'd just done.
"You're incredible too, Jasper."
"We should probably get back before Elijah sends out a search party."
"He's still asleep."
"For now. But when he wakes up and you're not there..."
"You think he'll worry?"
"I know he will."
"Should I feel guilty?"
He stopped walking and turned to face me. "Do you?"
"No. Not even a little."
"Then don't. Elijah knows the deal. We talked about this, remember?"
"I remember. I just... this is all so new."
"New doesn't mean wrong, beautiful."
He threw his arm over my shoulder and walked with me back to the house.
And I wasn't ashamed. Not of Jasper, not of Elijah, not of wanting both.