“Don’t,” he said, taking a hold of my wrist and yanking my hand out of his bottoms. My fingers moved to his throat as I caught him up in a brutal kiss. “Cole,” he said, breaking away only to be pulled back in. “Stop.” I couldn’t. I needed him. I needed him immediately. I needed him on the bed he shared with his husband. I needed Daniel to charge in and make the executive decision Jasper couldn’t.
