Page 15 of Room One Hundred and Six

“I think they will keep me occupied for the time you are away. But will you come back?”

“I won’t be away from you long.”

I swallow and try to calm my heart from tearing a hole through me, but this man makes me feel like I am the only one for him. For all three of them, really.

Jasper runs his hands through my hair, pulling me in until our lips nearly touch. “I can’t stay away from you if I try.”

He relaxes into the cushion with his head tilted back. I reach for him and loosen his tie. In a couple of seconds, I have the upper buttons to his shirt undone and the top half of his chest revealed to me.

I am right. The ink swirling over taut pecs is breathtaking. I can’t see the fine details in the low light but I can tell the second I can get my tongue over the swirls and blackness I’ll love every second of learning those details.

Black eyes stare back at me, and I feel Voss and Shayne move closer behind me. I’m surrounded and I like how they let little space come between us.

I push my hand beneath the lapels of Jasper’s shirt and pop a couple more buttons.

“Can I convince you to stay?” I lower my head and drop a kiss to the side of the neck, over deep black ink and then do the same to the other side. I need to buy some time, and it’s no hardship enjoying his body like he’s enjoying mine.

A low rumble of appreciation makes my core tighten with the need to feel him and his brothers inside my body. The wave of arousal he stirs in me is hard to control, but I tamper it down to keep my senses about me.

Muscles ripple and contort beneath my palms as he moves me to sit beside him on the long couch. Men like him and his brothers do not kneel for anyone, yet he moves to take a knee at my side. Holding my legs wide with his body, intent shines in Jasper’s eyes.

Strong hands move beneath my ass and grip the flesh. One tug and I am flat on my back. I walked into Club Sin nearly fully naked so there’s little to hide me from his hungry gaze.

My head lands in Shayne’s lap while Voss lifts my other foot off the cushion. He unstraps my shoe so he can place mind-blowing kisses to the inside of my arch.

Fuck.

I shudder and moan in a way I’ve never done for a man. It’s a strange feeling welling inside me. One that has a fire lit in every red blood cell in my body.

Oh, God. Something else I didn't realize I love.

“Look, brothers. Our beautiful sweet flower is begging to be licked deeply and fucked throughly,” Jasper purrs seductively and then shocks the hell out of me when he says, “I didn’t expect you to be so…irresistible. Keep her safe for me, brothers.” He’s talking to Voss and Shayne but his eyes are on me. “Please don’t go away. It would break my heart to miss pleasuring you.”

Jasper’s fingers glide beneath the thin strip of elastic keeping me from being fully exposed. It’s still pulled to the side where Voss left it, but from the look on Jasper’s face, the piece of cloth offends him. Using two fingers Jasper slowly, almost reverently, spreads the wet folds of my pussy. My body jerks and I involuntarily roll my hips. The bead of my clit peeks out and I watch as my father’s best friend’s dark gaze takes in the sight of my untouched sex.

Unable to stop myself I trail the tips of my fingers over Jasper’s rough beard and then do the same with Shayne. Will it chafe my thighs? Will I love it or hate it? I can’t wait to find out.

Jasper slips a finger through my folds and passes the roughened pad over my clit.

I shudder under his touch. I don’t think I’m getting out of here untouched. Definitely not with my heart intact. And I’m okay with that.

Soft cords of music drift into our darkened booth as the curtain parts and someone walks in. With them comes a burst of cold air and I’m jerked out of the fantasy I fell into.

Suddenly, I remember where we are at. And why!

“Gentleman. Miss.” A high-pitched, business-like voice fills the booth. “It’s come to our attention that there is no contract on file for your evening of pleasure. If you’ll do me a quick favor by signing this, I’ll leave you to your evening.”

A bucket of cold water would be warmer than the ice pouring over me right now. I jerk my foot out of Voss’ hand and I push at Jasper’s shoulders. I grab the first thing I can and cover my exposed body.

“You better have a damn good excuse for picking now to interrupt us.”

I’m not hallucinating their protective stances nor the way all three men’s already deep voices turn into growls of discontent.

Jasper is on his feet and standing in front of me before I can get my arms through the sleeves of his jacket. Shayne and Voss complete the wall of protective muscle, blocking everything from view.

The older yet beautiful woman points to the papers in her hand. “I don’t mean to cause any friction, but you must sign these along with your partner for the evening. It’s club policy, gentleman. We saw her come in, but there was no contract on file.”

Jasper and Voss lower their voices to where I can’t hear what is being said. I tuck the edges of Jasper's jacket around me and search around for my shoe. In all the movement, I feel the subtle weight of something in the jacket. Diamonds. Semi-precious stones. I don’t know which it would be, but the most terrible idea slams into my head at the feel of all that money at my fingertips.

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