Page 119 of Broken Pact

Hawke nods, his eyes darkening as he steps into the room. “I fucking love watching.”

My pulse quickens as Hawke settles into the armchair in the corner, his gaze heavy on my skin.

Jasper turns back to me, his dark eyes intense as they sweep over my face with possession.

“Eyes on me, baby,” he commands softly, hooking my legs over his shoulders. “Forget he’s even here.”

I nod, biting my lip as Jasper lowers his head between my thighs again. He presses a kiss to my inner thigh before dragging his tongue through my folds once more. I gasp, my fingers curling into the sheets as he laps at my sensitive flesh. His tongue swirls around my clit over and over again. I gasp, my hips bucking up to meet him. He holds me down with a firm grip on my thighs, keeping me spread open for his ministrations.

"That's it, baby," Jasper murmurs against me. "Let me hear you."

A moan slips past my lips as he sucks my clit into his mouth, pleasure sparking through my veins. I rock my hips into him, chasing the sensations building inside me. But it's not enough. I need more.

Despite his command to forget about Hawke, I can’t help but be hyper aware of his presence. Of his dark eyes watching Jasper eating me out. It sends an illicit thrill through me, ratcheting my arousal even more.

“Please,” I beg Jasper, my gaze sliding to Hawke in the corner.

He’s sprawled back in the armchair, one hand fisting his cock, stroking himself slowly.

“Oh god,” I moan, widening my hips and rocking against Jasper’s face.

My boyfriend’s eating my pussy like it’s his favorite meal and his friend is sitting in the armchair watching while jerking off.

Jasper pulls his mouth from me abruptly. “What did I say, baby? Eyes on me.”

My gaze snaps to him, and my breath hitches at the expression on his face.

“Good girl,” he praises. He thrusts two fingers inside of me, stroking that sensitive spot that makes stars explode behind my eyelids.

I cry out, my back arching off the bed. He pumps them in and out, keeping his tongue swirling around my clit. The dual sensations are exquisite, pushing me rapidly toward the edge.

He gives me his tongue again, working in tandem with his fingers. My moans grow louder, more uncontrolled, as I lose myself to the bliss he’s wrenching from my body.

“Fuck, Jasper, don’t stop,” I pant. I’m so close now, I’m almost there.

I tangle my fingers in Jasper's hair and tug, needing him closer, deeper. He groans against my pussy, the vibrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through me. His fingers speed up, thrusting into me hard and fast while his tongue flicks over my clit mercilessly.

"That's it, baby. Come for me. Let me feel this sweet little cunt squeeze my fingers," Jasper rasps before sealing his lips around my clit and sucking hard.

That’s all it takes to send me flying. I shatter with his name on my lips, my inner walls clamping down on his fingers as wave after wave of ecstasy drowns me in the abyss.

I vaguely hear Hawke get up and leave the room, and I idly wonder if he came when I did.

As the last tremors of my orgasm fade, I collapse back against the pillows, my chest heaving and skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. Jasper presses soft kisses along my inner thighs, his stubble deliciously abrasive.

I reach for him and mumble, “I want you to come too.”

He chuckles, dragging his lips across my lower stomach as he climbs off the bed. “Yeah, about that. I already did.”

It takes me a second to realize what he means, and when I do, I can’t stop the smug smirk from curling up the corners of my lips. “Jasper?”

“Yeah, baby?” he murmurs, pausing in the bathroom.

“Did you just come in your pants?”

He shrugs with a grin, unapologetic as walks into the bathroom.

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