These three men are going to ruin me. But despite that, I step closer, slide my hand up Grayson’s chest, up the side of his neck to his face.
“This is going to be so good,” I tell him.
I watch his throat move as he swallows hard.
“What do you want, Caroline?” Grayson asks. “How do you want us to do this?”
Fuck, what a question. I shake my head. “Everything. All of it. There isn’t anything the three of you can do that I don’t want.”
I see the breath he takes actually shudder through him.
I feel Cas move in behind me, his big hot hands resting on my hips.
“So let me just make sure I get this right,” Cas says, making small circles on my hips. “You want to help us make Caroline come? Make her crazy? Make her scream? But you don’t want to fuck this gorgeous woman’s tight, perfect pussy, is that right?”
I feel like hot oil, warm and thick, is pouring through me. I stare up at Grayson— the heat reflected in his eyes.
“Oh I want to,” he says. “I just can’t.”
“Butyouintend to come,” Cas clarifies. “And make her come. No one will be left hanging.”
“Absolutely no one will be left hanging,” Grayson promises, his eyes still on me.
Cas hands slide up my sides to my neck and then into my hair. He begins gathering my hair into a ponytail, then holds it back in one fist. “Okay then. Caroline, let’s show Grayson that he has nothing to worry about. That your pussy is only one amazing, hot, wet hole he can get lost in.”
He nudges me, and I sink to my knees in front of Grayson.
I love being bossed around like this, and I have a feeling Grayson is going to be just as demanding, if not more than Cas is.
I rest my hands on Grayson’s thighs. “Do you want my mouth, Grayson?” I ask.
He seems surprised and it’s good that he finds out early that I’m not quiet and submissive in the bedroom.
Instead of answering, his hands go to his fly and he jerks the buttons open and the zipper down.
I swear my mouth starts watering as he pushes his underwear out of the way and I get another look, this time very up close, at his long, thick cock.
He grasps it in his fist, giving himself a long, hard jerk. “You’ve no idea how many times I’ve imagined you on your knees in front of me.”
“Was there another man behind me holding my hair back?” I ask with a grin.
“No. But I don’t fucking care about anything but having your lips wrapped around my cock.” He leans in, rubbing the head of his cock over my bottom lip.
I flick my tongue out, swirling it over his tip, relishing the hot, salty taste of him.
“Before you get going, I need her naked,” James says.
I pull back to look over at him and Grayson growls.
I grin up at him. “You don’t want me naked?”
He blows out a breath. “Fuck, of course I want you naked. Hurry up,” he tells James.
James chuckles. “Trust me. She sucks harder when her pussy is being played with.”
Grayson’s reaction to that is a half groan-half growl that makes my pussy clench. I find myself hauled to my feet before I can even begin to stand on my own.
James strips my dress off over my head, and Grayson immediately removes my bra and fills his hands with my breasts.
