Owned (Office Intrigue Book 8) Nicole Edwards (classic english novels TXT) 📖

Ransom grunted, his arm banding more tightly around me when he said, “In his ass.” His hand gripped my jaw. “Then you’ll suck my cock until I come down your throat.”

My body went completely liquid, a heat unlike anything I’d ever felt consuming me. Only Ransom could make me hot like that, make me ache for things I’d never considered.

When my cock popped free of Cody’s mouth, I glanced down, noticed Ransom had taken a fistful of Cody’s hair, and pulled him off. I met Cody’s gaze, saw the same blistering heat churning in his eyes. He was enjoying this as much as I was. I paused for a moment, waited for that overwhelming jealousy to hit me. I’d never wanted to share Ransom, wasn’t sure I wanted to now.

There was a slight niggling at the back of my mind, a warning, maybe? Did I want this? Could I stand sharing the one and only man I’d ever wanted all to myself?

“Strip,” Ransom commanded Cody.

I was about to find out just how far I was willing to go.

In seconds, Cody was on his feet, quickly shedding the shorts he’d been wearing.

Ransom’s arm fell away, allowing me to get to my feet. I stood slowly, reminding myself this was simply sex. Nothing more. There was no commitment here, no promises.

I walked around behind Cody, watching Ransom the entire time. Ransom grabbed Cody’s wrist, jerking him forward. My breath lodged in my throat as I waited to see what would happen, terrified of how I would react if Ransom kissed Cody the way he’d kissed me.

Turned out I had nothing to worry about. At the moment, Ransom was merely manhandling Cody, something I knew Cody enjoyed immensely. Did Ransom know that? I mean, he’d always been perceptive, but…

“Bend over,” Ransom ground out, holding Cody’s hands flat on the arms of the chair.

Cody bent so that his back was parallel with the floor.

“Fuck him,” Ransom commanded, meeting my gaze. “No lube. Use your saliva.”

I was so worked up, it took only a moment to prepare myself, to slick my cock as best I could before driving into Cody. He grunted and groaned, widening his stance as I positioned myself, gripping his hips firmly.

My gaze was drawn back to Ransom’s as I began to fuck Cody, slowly at first. Just a rocking bump of my hips, sliding in deep, the blistering heat of Cody’s body familiar yet not.

Ransom met my gaze, held it. “Fuck. Him.”

There was so much demand in that tone, I couldn’t ignore it. I fucked Cody hard, harder than I ever had before, losing myself in the moment. My eyes never swayed from Ransom’s, some familiar yet foreign emotion churning inside me, while my body was intimately joined with Cody. Ransom continued to hold Cody’s wrists firmly, keeping him in position, Cody’s hard, compact body jarred forward with every punishing thrust.

I wanted to drag it out, to show Ransom I was worthy of a scene such as this, but I was on edge thanks to the torment from earlier.

“Come,” Ransom demanded.

My balls drew up close to my body, desperate to explode, to be drained into Cody’s tight ass while Ransom watched, his heated gaze holding mine. In those dark eyes, I saw approval. And that was what triggered my release. I cried out, slamming my hips forward one final time.

“Don’t you dare come,” Ransom told Cody, gripping his jaw roughly. “Not yet.”

Not yet. What did that mean?

“You. Here,” Ransom demanded, releasing Cody and pointing to me then the floor in front of him.

I didn’t hesitate, going to my knees as Ransom lifted his hips, shoving his shorts down. I didn’t miss the grimace on his face, knew he was in pain, but he was trying to hide it. My need to nurture was strong, but I held back. The last thing I wanted was to undermine Ransom. Later. I would take care of him later.

“Behind him,” Ransom told Cody. “Jack yourself off. I want you to come all over his back.”

Heat flashed inside me at the thought of me sucking Ransom while Cody jacked off behind me. A shiver ran down my spine as I imagined his hot cum splashing over me while Ransom’s shot down my throat.

I was fairly certain that was the reason Ransom called me a cockwhore. It was possible I would come again just from thinking about it.

“Mouth,” Ransom stated, yanking my head forward.

I took him in deep, focused all my attention on pleasuring him. As though no time had passed, I remembered all the things he’d enjoyed, all the ways he liked to be pleasured. My tongue circling the broad head, teasing just below the crest, massaging the thick vein running down the length with the tip of my tongue. I worked him, driven by his soft grunts and the gentle rocking of his hips.

I could feel Ransom’s eyes on me. “You didn’t think I’d let him have your ass, did you?”

My eyes cut up to his face and I knew he saw the truth. I had thought that, and I was grateful he hadn’t.

Ransom smirked. “Not a chance. That ass is mine.”

I groaned, saw Ransom’s eyes roll back, spurred by the vibrations he felt.

“Jasper…”

My name on his lips was an endearment I’d longed to hear. It changed the mood immediately, had me making love to his cock with my mouth, focusing solely on giving him what he needed. Hollowing my cheeks, I bobbed up and down, doing all the work so he didn’t have to.

When Ransom’s hand gently slid over my head, I whimpered, overwhelmed with emotions I hadn’t felt in so long.

“If you want to come, you better do it now,” Ransom said to Cody.

Cody’s grunts grew louder, his moans echoing. I felt his shins bump my hips when he moved in close, standing over me.

“Coming,” Cody said on a wail.

My own cock jerked when I felt the first splash along my spine.

“Fuck.” Ransom’s hand