CHAPTER15
Caroline
I’m notsure which one of these men is hotter—James or Cas.
They’re completely different. Cas is tall, covered in tattoos, with an intense stare that makes me shiver. James is muscular, charming, with an adorable grin and hair that is perpetually in his eyes. Being around him is easy, comfortable, whereas Cas has a bossy edge that is slightly unnerving, mostly exciting.
I’m wildly attracted to both of them for very different reasons.
The good thing is, I don’t have to choose. I get to be withbothtonight.
A shiver runs up my spine as James opens the door to their building and Cas hits the button for the elevator, shooting me a sinful smile.
When they invited me to dinner, I thought it was just old and new friends spending time together over a delicious meal. Which it was. They drank two glasses of wine each, but I stuck with club soda, not wanting a repeat of the other night with my six drinks.
So I was stone cold sober when James asked me outright if I had been fucked by Grayson Ross. Then after I said no, Cas gave an emphatic, “Good,” and then suggested the three of us have sex together. Tonight.
I’m not easy to surprise, but even though I’ve felt a hint of sexual tension between me and James, I chalked it up to our past and that he’s grown from a very cute teen boy to a sexy as hell man. And then with Cas that night on the couch, I assumed it was the wine and my low simmering need for an orgasm that isn’t self-created.
But nope. That sexual tension was not imagined at all.
Cas just laid it all out there. They want to fuck me together. Tonight. And James backed him up on it, saying he couldn’t imagine anything sexier than watching me and Cas. So I asked all of two questions before I said yes, becauseI’m not sure which of these men is hotter and I don’t have to choose.
The second the elevator door closes behind us, Cas takes my hand and gently tugs me toward him. Then he pivots me toward James. “Kiss my husband, Caroline. He’s been fantasizing about your lush mouth for days.”
Cas’s hands are on my waist now, stroking through the fabric of the floral dress I borrowed from Frannie to wear to dinner. He has big hands and they’re sinking lower and lower on me, resting heavily above the curve of my ass as I stare into James’s warm brown eyes.
“Is that right?” I ask him. “Have you been thinking about kissing me?”
“Nonstop since the second I laid eyes on you again. God, you’re fucking gorgeous, Caro.” He reaches out and brushes my hair back off of my forehead, stroking his knuckles down over my cheek and across my lips.
A shiver rolls through me.
Cas has invaded my space, running his hands down over my ass before coming to rest on my hips as he shifts in behind me, easing my wavy hair to the side and leaning in to land a brief, airy kiss on my neck.
A split second later, James is lowering his lips to mine and kissing me, his hand buried in my hair.
I moan softly, rocking into the kiss.
They’re barely touching me, but the sensation of being cocooned between the hard plane of James’s muscular chest and the tall dominance of Cas is new and thrilling. James breaks off the kiss and I fall forward a little, unaware he’d been supporting my weight. I feel magnetically drawn to him, seeking another kiss, at the same time as I instinctively arch my back to allow Cas to run his hands over my ass and squeeze.
“I’ve never been with two guys before,” I murmur, meeting James’s gaze first and then glancing over my shoulder at Cas. “I’ve only had one threesome and it was a guy and another girl.”
“Then you’re in for a treat,” Cas says, bunching the fabric of my dress up and rocking my ass back against his hard length. “Two cocks are better than one, I can fucking assure you.”
“I’m starting to see the benefit of that,” I agree enthusiastically, reaching for James.
He gives me another hot, panty melting kiss before we all realize the elevator has stopped moving and the door has been open long enough that it’s closing again.
Cas sticks his foot in front of it to force it open again. “No, you don’t,” he tells the door. “We need to get in the apartment before we fuck Caroline in the hallway.”
A sudden image of James lifting my dress up and taking me against the wall has me blurting out, “Oh, God, yes,” before I can stop myself.
“Caroline,fuck,” James grits out, pushing me backward gently. “Is your pussy wet, thinking about all the things Cas and I are going to do to you?”
“You’ll have to find out for yourself,” I tell him, letting Cas take my hand and pull me hard against his chest.
They’re reversed now, Cas in front of me, James behind and Cas takes full advantage. He tips my chin up and takes my mouth in a hot, dominating kiss. He breaks away, his light gray eyes filled with lust behind his glasses. He’s staring down at me as he says, “Check her pussy, James. The lady wants you to find out for yourself.”
