Wow... I was blown away by the response to the last chapter and it prompted me to get the ball rolling and not make you guys wait too long for the next chapter!
Here´s a sneak peek at three!
My attention was returned to the table and present company, when Isabella began to recant one of the many tales of our high school days. Out of the corner of my eye, I watched Jasper as he watched Isabella.
Interesting!
The look on his face as he hung on to her every word with rapt fascination was jarring. Jasper Whitlock was completely smitten by my precious angel. I could see the longing and need clearly written all over his beautiful face.
Normally, this angered me. She was mine and nobody else’s, but instead of the green-eyed monster that usually reared his ugly head, my dick started to feel like it would explode if I didn´t get a release soon. Out of nowhere, my mind was assaulted with images of Jasper pounding into Isabella´s tight pussy, while I stroked in and out of his tight little puckered hole.
I wonder if I would be his first. I thought absentmindedly.
Once again, Jasper proved to be an anomaly, hanging on to Isabella´s every word and simultaneously squeezing the anaconda in my pants; the boy sure was good at multi-tasking! His face lit up every time I referred to her as love or baby, he even squeezed my hand once under the table.
How in the hell could this be?
Was this some type of sick joke that someone was playing on me?
Was someone waiting to jump out of a dark corner and yell `you´ve been punked´?
After all these years, was I finally getting everything that I ever wanted, a man that could love both Isabella and I in equal parts? If this was some type of dream, I never wanted to wake up. I could just envision us, the three of us, sharing meals and family time at this very table.
Was Jasper Whitlock that man?
Hope you liked what you read so far and I hope to have the chapter posted in its entirety by Sunday!
Laterzzz;)
~Krazi~
