บททั้งหมดของ Taste Like Forbidden : บทที่ 21 - บทที่ 30

[Cassie Pov]I had been staring at my phone for the past two hours.His number. Just sitting there. My thumb is hovering over the call button but not pressing it. Because I'd already called seventeen times and he hadn't answered once.Seventeen times, and I was already losing my mind.The restaurant breakup had been three days ago. Three days of radio silence, completely shutting me out like I didn't exist. Like I hadn't spent the last two years of my life planning a wedding. Like I hadn't introduced him to my entire family as my future husband.I was pacing. Back and forth across my bedroom like a caged animal. My mother had stopped trying to talk to me about it. Even she could see I was in some kind of meltdown spiral.The dress was still hanging in my closet. The white one I'd spent six months finding. The one that cost more than most people's cars. I couldn't even look at it.My phone buzzed and my heart jumped, but it was just my calendar reminder about the final dress fitti

[Riley Pov]I had set up the bedroom like I'd been planning this my whole life.Candles everywhere. Soft golden light that made everything look like it was happening in a dream. Fresh sheets. The smell of something floral in the air. I wanted it to feel sacred, not just sexy. This was our first night as an official throuple. This was the night we were claiming what we'd been building since that first moment in Jayson's apartment.I stood in the doorway and just... took them in.Jayson was sitting on the edge of the bed in nothing but his boxer briefs, his chest bare and defined in the candlelight. His jaw was clenched like he was trying to control himself. Mila was in a silk slip dress that barely qualified as clothing, her dark hair falling down her back like she was something out of a fantasy I'd written a hundred times.When they saw me, both of their expressions changed. Like I was exactly what they'd been waiting for. Like I was the missing piece."Come here," I said, and my voic

[ Riley pov]The penthouse was exactly what I expected. Glass walls overlooking the city. Modern art that probably cost way Everything pristine and cold and utterly Thomas.He was waiting for me when I arrived. Dark jeans. No shirt. Like he knew I wouldn't be able to resist the view of his chest."You came," he said, smiling like he'd known I would."I shouldn't have," I said immediately. "I need to tell you something."He walked toward me slowly. Predatory. Like he was hunting something."I'm in a throuple relationship," I said quickly, before I lost my nerve. "With Mila and Jayson. It's serious. It's commitment."Thomas didn't stop walking. He didn't even pause. He just kept coming until he was standing right in front of me."I don't care," he said simply."You should—"He kissed me before I could finish the sentence.It was the kind of kiss that made thinking impossible. Deep. Commanding. Like he was proving something. His hands came up and cupped my face, tilting my head the way

[Riley Pov]The office was cold. Everything about Thomas's world was cold.Jayson had arranged the meeting without telling Thomas why. Just said he needed to talk business. Thomas had no idea what was coming, and I was sitting in the waiting room trying not to vibrate out of my skin.Mila was next to me, her hand on my knee. "You good?" she asked."No," I said honestly. "I'm about to watch my boyfriend ruin someone. That's not exactly comfortable.""He deserves it though," Mila said.She was right. But knowing Thomas deserved it and watching it happen were two different things.Jayson came out about twenty minutes later. His jaw was clenched. His eyes were dark."Let's go," he said.We walked to the car in silence. Once we were inside and driving, he finally talked."I told him," Jayson said, his hands gripping the steering wheel. "I told him that what he did was a violation. That filming someone without consent and posting it is a crime. That I have lawyers who are already

[Riley pov ] We hadn't been intimate like this since everything blew up with Thomas.The sex we'd had was possessive. It was angry. It was us reclaiming what was ours. But this? This was different. This was us trying to rebuild something that had been fractured.Jayson had suggested it. He'd said we needed to reset and remember what we were to each other when we weren't fighting or defending or hurting.So here we were on a Saturday afternoon with the curtains drawn and soft music playing. No rush. No pressure. Just the three of us trying to find our way back to each other.We started slow. Really slow. Jayson and I kissing while Mila watched from the edge of the bed. Then Mila joining us, her hand on my waist, her lips on my shoulder. We were all just... touching. Feeling. Remembering."I want to try something," Jayson said after a while. "If you guys are okay with it.""What?" Mila asked."I want Riley to watch," he said. "I want her to see you come on my cock."I felt something