CHAPTER22
Grayson
This is absolutely perfect.
I’m finally getting my mouth and hands on this woman and Caroline is even more than I imagined. She’s gorgeous, sexy, eager as hell.
And there’s no tight knot of anxiety in my gut. I can let loose, enjoy her, give us both pleasure and not worry about a damned thing.
“You are so beautiful,” James tells Caroline, climbing up the bed, naked, to brace himself over her, kissing her deeply.
She wraps her arms around his neck, arching into his body.
It’s clear they’ve done this before. They’re very comfortable and one of his hands moves over her, gliding down her side, squeezing her hip, then up again to cup her breast and tease her nipple as if he knows exactly how to touch her.
“Make room, you two,” Cas says. “I need to fuck somebody.” He smirks at me. “Should I take Caroline or James?”
I have no problem with two men fucking and assume that if we all do this together multiple times—which is absolutely my plan and I’ll do what I can to make it theirs too—I’ll see Cas and James together, but right now, I want to see Caroline come apart.
“I need to see her scream,” I say.
“Can do,” Cas says, turning that cocky smirk on the woman on the bed.
James is lying beside her now, his hand running over her body, absently teasing a nipple, then drifting down to play between her thighs.
She’s breathing hard and wiggling on the duvet, but she seems to be just waiting for instruction.
“Perfect pussy or tight, sweet ass?” he asks James. “I’m happy anywhere that has Caroline seeing stars.”
James grins down at her as he slides two fingers into her pussy. She parts her legs slightly and I feel my cock start to swell again despite coming down her throat just minutes ago.
She’s even more gorgeous than I imagined and I want to feel her pussy around my cock so badly I almost can’t breathe.
I’ve imagined Caroline naked. I’ve imagined fucking Caroline. Since finding out that she’s sleeping with Cas and James, I’ve imagined them fucking her. But honestly, I did not imagine the three of us fucking her or them going from brunch to double penetration within an hour.
I love that about this woman. She’s bold, and minute to minute is able to assess the situation and know exactly what she wants from it.
I don’t even need to hear her say it to know that she wants all of this.
But I dowantto hear it. If for no other reason than because it’s hot as fuck.
I step close and run my hand over her silky hair, brushing it back from her flushed cheeks.
“Will you take both of their cocks, Caroline? Show me how gorgeous you are stretched around both of them? Will you scream for us?”
She makes a beautiful whimpering noise and nods. “God, yes.”
I lean over and capture her lips in a deep, hot kiss, fucking her mouth with my tongue, the way I wish I could fuck her pussy with my cock.
As much as I would love to bury myself inside her, I never realized what a fucking turn on it could be to watch a woman come apart at the hands of another man.
I’ve never done this before. Not because I’m against it, just because I’ve never had the right combination of a woman and another man. Or men.
But now suddenly, in this moment, it’s not only hot, but it feels completely right.
Being here with these three seems almost obvious.
It’s clear that they have figured out how they fit best together and I just feel lucky as hell that they’re letting me be a spectator. A spectator that gets to participate as much as I want to.
