Chapter 14 #2
"What if you didn't have to choose between us?" He leaned forward. "I can't promise you the white picket fence—I'm not built that way. But I'm here now, and I want to be. That's new for me."
My lips moved, but no words came. I wasn't expecting any of this from Jasper.
He was offering me everything I'd written in that diary, everything I'd been ashamed to want.
"You're serious."
"Dead serious."
"And honestly? I think you want both of us too," he said, watching my reaction carefully.
My gaze snapped to him, and my body grew hot, arousal washing over me.
"I..." I trailed off, not knowing what to say.
Because yes. Yes, I did.
"You do, don't you?"
"Yes," I whispered.
His expression softened. "I'm not asking you to marry me, Kennedy. I'm just saying... let's not end this when we leave the mountains. See where it goes."
"People will judge."
"Let them."
"My family would lose their minds."
"Your family already thinks you're a disappointment. At least this way you'd be happy."
I bit my lip. "What about Elijah? Have you talked to him about this?"
"I haven't yet, but I will. I think it's pretty obvious we both want you."
"But what if he doesn't want to share? What if he wants me to himself?"
"Then he would've said something already. Elijah doesn't play games."
I swallowed. "I don't know if I can choose between you."
"Then don't," he said simply. "You can have both of us. If that's what you want."
I glanced around the café, and I was happy no one was in range of us. "What does Elijah think about all of this?"
"I haven't spoken to him about it, but we can."
"When?"
"This weekend. Come stay with us. We'll talk about it. All three of us."
I bit my lip before nodding. "Okay."
"Okay?"
"I'll think about it," I said.
His gray eyes seemed to sparkle.
But I'd already decided. I wanted this. Wanted them. Both of them.
"Great," he said, leaning forward. "All this talk about us being together has made me rock hard," he whispered, and I gasped.
"Jasper!" I said, my voice laced with humor.
He shrugged. "I can't help it."
"We're in public."
"I'm aware," he said, his eyes widening comically.
I didn't admit it, but I was feeling the same way. My body was hot, and the flesh between my legs ached.
"So what are you going to do about it?"
"What am I going to do?"
"Yeah. You're the one with the problem."
"Meet me in the bathroom in a minute," he said.
Before I had a chance to answer, he got up from around the table and walked away, toward the passage to the side. Adrenaline rushed through me as I watched him pull the door and enter.
"Shit," I said, my body almost trembling.
The café didn't have many people, but for us to be fucking in a public space would be something entirely new to me. Yet, the thought excited me in a way that was maddening.
This was who I was now. The woman who took what she wanted.
I clumsily got up from around the table, making the chair scrape loudly against the tiles. Nobody seemed to notice as I quickly slipped to the side, entering the single-occupancy bathroom.
Jasper stood by the sink, his boner bulging against his pants. He had a smug look on his face, and that made me even hotter.
"I can't believe we're doing this," I said.
"Believe it," he said, pulling me against him. I giggled as my body slammed against his. He wrapped his hands around me and pulled me so close I could feel his erection against me. He kissed me passionately, and I whimpered softly against his lips.
My body was on fire, and the longer I kissed Jasper, the more heated I became. He began to unbuckle his pants, not breaking the kiss for even a second. I heard the clink of metal and knew he was loose.
"God, I missed you so much," he said, pulling my dress up to my waist and lifting me onto the counter, right between the two sinks. The surface was cold against my ass, but it was no match for the fire rushing through my body.
Jasper took one glance at me, and I noticed the way his gray eyes darkened, the way his movements were now urgent.
He pulled his boxers down, still holding my gaze, and took his erection into his hand. He stroked his hard member for a few seconds, and liquid heat rushed between my legs as I stared at the bulbous head and the bit of precum forming at the tip.
"I have protection," he said. "I don't want to get you messed up for work."
I shook my head. "No, don't. I want you inside me. At least I'll have my mind on something else for the rest of the day."
A reminder. Proof this was real.
I pulled him toward me and kissed him feverishly while opening my legs as wide as I could. Jasper was right between them, his erection snugly sitting between my legs, grazing my sensitive flesh.
He pulled me closer to the edge of the counter, and in doing so, he slid inside my aching flesh. I broke the kiss with a moan, throwing my head back while I felt him enter me. He groaned loudly once he was buried deep and paused for a second.
I could feel my nipples tightening beneath my bra, my entire body consumed with heat. He pulled back and slammed into me, causing my walls to clench around him.
"Fuck!" he exclaimed. "You feel so good."
I rested my hands behind me, my back arched. Jasper lifted my legs, holding them behind my knees as he stared down at his wet, thrusting hardness. His mouth was slightly agape, his hair falling to his face, his eyes dark as ever as he stared at our joined bodies.
I looked down too, watching him drive back and forth inside my slick flesh, his length completely drenched with my juices. The visual was obscene and deliberate.
My core tightened around him, and I moaned. Jasper increased his pace, thrusting deep and hard, our skin slapping against each other.
"Someone might come in right now and catch us fucking," he said, and my gaze snapped to the door.
He met my gaze. "I wouldn't stop," he said, his voice breathy. "I'd keep going until I finish inside your tight pussy. They'd have to watch."
My core tightened, and I moaned.
Let them watch. Let them see who I really was.
"Oh yes!" I exclaimed when the pleasure became more intense and I began to lose control over my body.
"Tell me you love having me inside you," he said between tightly clenched teeth.
I nodded, whimpering. "I love it so much, Jasper. You fuck me so good."
He went faster, his grip on my legs tightening. I screamed out when he slammed into me, not caring if anyone heard my moans. I was more focused on the orgasm building from Jasper's deep thrusts.
"I love when you do it rough like this."
His jaw clenched. "You'll feel the aftereffects even tonight when you sleep—"
He bucked into me and hissed out a breath.
I leaned forward and wrapped my arms around his neck as my orgasm crashed into me.
Jasper sucked in a breath, his thick heat flexing inside me.
He pulled back and bucked into me wildly while my body quivered around him.
I closed my eyes, resting my head against his shoulder.
We stayed there locked in each other's arms until he pulled out. He quickly reached for paper towels to wipe himself before handing me a few sheets.
I jumped down from the counter, avoiding his offer and instead pulled up my panties. I noticed the moment something primal flashed across his eyes.
"You should be lucky we're in public because I'd go again right now if that wasn't the case." I noticed him hardening again already as his eyes tracked my movements.
I grinned. "Save it for next time." I turned to the mirror and fixed my hair. My flesh was still throbbing, the proof of what we'd just done.
Of who I'd become.
Jasper kissed me on the cheek from behind. "Come to my place later. I'll even invite Elijah over. It could be a date."
I bit my lip. "That sounds tempting, but maybe the weekend would be better?"
He nodded. "Okay, the weekend it is. Pack a bag."
I snorted a laugh. "What?"
"You're staying with us for the weekend," he said as he slapped my ass and walked toward the door.
"Both of you?"
"Both of us. Elijah's place is bigger."
"And you think he'll be okay with this?"
"I know he will."
When we stepped out, I wondered if anyone suspected what we'd just done. A few people glanced our way, but most were absorbed in their own conversations.
Jasper turned to face me, his hand outstretched. I placed my hand in his, and we walked out together. I felt daring and alive. Jasper made me feel safe. He made me feel seen.
Not as Baker's daughter. As Kennedy.
He walked me to my car. I sat in the driver's seat before he leaned in and kissed me lightly.
"I'll see you soon."
"Okay, thanks again—for everything."
"Anytime." He stepped back and allowed me to close the door.
"Text me when you get home," he said through the window.
"I will."
I flashed him one last smile before starting the engine. Jasper walked to his car while I felt lighter than I had all day.
I was happy again. Talking to Jasper was exactly what I needed—and the sex was just the amazing bonus.
I drove back to the office and stepped out of the elevator.
I bit my lip, feeling naughty but loving the feeling regardless.