7. Watching
Watching
Quinn
F rom the moment Kellan’s lips met mine, a warm rush flooded through my body. His mouth was soft but insistent, tasting of wine and something distinctly male that made my head spin.
I kissed him again, more boldly this time. The jets pulsed around us as I shifted closer, my body moving of its own accord. My muscles protested, but I ignored them, drawn to Kellan like a magnet.
Before I knew what I was doing, I was straddling him in the hot tub, my legs bracketing his hips. The ache in my thighs seemed to melt away, replaced by a different kind of tension. His hands found my waist, steadying me as water sloshed around us.
“Are you okay enough for this?” His voice was rough and hopeful.
“More than okay,” I breathed.
The strand lights strung overhead flickered to life as the last rays of sunlight disappeared beneath the horizon. In this light, Kellan looked like something from a dream, with water droplets clinging to his shoulders and his eyes dark with want.
His hands slid down to my thighs, kneading the sore muscles there with strong, sure fingers. I moaned softly, my head falling back.
“Still hurting?” He continued his gentle massage.
“Yes, but—” I inhaled sharply as his thumbs pressed into tense spots. “That feels amazing.”
He leaned forward to trail kisses down my neck. “I know other things that feel even better.”
His mouth worked against my pulse point as his hands continued their ministrations. The combination of his massage on my aching muscles and the heat of his lips on my skin had me melting against him.
“You’re so responsive,” he murmured against my collarbone. “I’ve been thinking about touching you like this since I saw you on that horse today.”
His words sent a thrill through me. “Have you now?”
“Mm-hmm.” His hands slid higher. “Watching you take instruction, seeing you bite your lip in concentration...” His fingers found the clasp of my bra. “May I?”
I nodded, suddenly breathless. With expert ease, he unhooked the clasp, and my bra loosened. Slowly, he slid the straps down my arms, his eyes never leaving mine. When my breasts were free, he tossed the bra casually onto the deck with a plop.
The night air kissed my exposed skin for only a moment before Kellan’s hands replaced it, palming my breasts with an appreciative groan. “You’re gorgeous.” His thumbs circled my nipples until they hardened beneath his touch. “So fucking beautiful.”
His mouth descended to capture one peak, tongue swirling in a way that made me arch into him, my fingers threading through his damp hair to hold him closer.
“Kellan,” I gasped, rocking unconsciously against him.
I could feel him hard beneath me, even through the fabric of his swim trunks and my underwear. The evidence of his desire stoked my own higher.
“Want to know what I’m thinking right now?” He switched his attention to my other breast.
“Tell me.”
“I’m thinking about how sweet you’re going to taste.” His hands slid to cup my ass. “How pretty you’ll look coming apart on my tongue.”
A whimper escaped me at his words. I’d never been with someone who talked like this, who verbalized their desires so bluntly. It was intoxicating.
In one smooth motion, he set me on the edge of the hot tub, the cool night air making me shiver as my lower half emerged from the water. He positioned himself between my legs, looking up at me with a question in his eyes.
“Yes,” I breathed, answering before he could ask.
His smile was wolfish as he hooked his fingers in the waistband of my underwear. “Lift up for me, sweetheart.”
I raised my hips, allowing him to slide the soaked lace down my legs. The vulnerability of being so exposed outside should have made me nervous, but all I felt was a heady anticipation as Kellan’s gaze raked over me.
“Just as perfect as I imagined.” He gently pushed my thighs wider. “Fuuuuck. Look at this pussy glistening for me.”
A movement in my peripheral caught my attention. My eyes darted to an upstairs window, where I thought I’d seen a shadow shift. The window was open, but I couldn’t make out anything definitive in the darkness. Just an empty frame staring back at me.
I wondered momentarily who might be up there. It was either Reid or Enzo. The thought that one of them might be watching set off a flicker of heat I wasn’t ready for.
Before I could dwell on it further, Kellan’s mouth was on me, stealing my focus and my breath in one devastating move. His tongue traced me teasingly before finding the spot that made my hips jerk as I gripped his hair.
He hummed against me, the vibration adding to the sensation. “You taste even better than I imagined.” He pulled back just enough to speak. “I’m going to make you come so hard, Quinn.”
His fingers joined his mouth, one sliding inside me while his tongue continued its relentless attention on my clit. My pleasure built rapidly as he worked me with practiced skill.
“That’s it,” he encouraged, adding a second finger and curling them expertly. “Let me hear how much you want to come.”
I was trying to stay quiet, but it was impossible. Anytime a man said they were going to make a woman come, there was always that doubt that crept in. But with Kellan? He knew what he was doing, and he was good at it.
My eyes fluttered open briefly, my gaze drawn back to the upstairs window. This time, I saw a bearded face, partially hidden by the frame.
Reid.
He was watching us. Watching me.
Rather than feeling scandalized, a fresh wave of arousal washed over me. The knowledge that Reid was witnessing this, seeing me come undone beneath Kellan’s tongue and fingers, was unexpectedly erotic.
The combination of Kellan’s touch and the forbidden thrill of being observed pushed me rapidly toward the edge. My thighs began to tremble, and my breaths grew heavier. “Kellan, I’m close.”
“Give it to me.” His fingers pumped faster as his tongue circled my clit with renewed energy. “Let me feel you come all over my fingers and mouth.”
My eyes locked on the window one more time, catching Reid’s gaze directly. The connection was electric, his presence intensifying everything I was feeling. My orgasm crashed through me, my body clenching around Kellan’s fingers as pleasure pulsed outward.
I cried out, uncaring of who might hear, my back arching as Kellan worked me through it, easing off only when I became too sensitive.
As I came down from the high, I noticed Kellan glancing over his shoulder toward the window. He’d seen Reid too. My cheeks heated with embarrassment. Not at what we’d done, but at being caught enjoying the audience.
Kellan turned back to me, a knowing but uncertain smile playing on his lips. “Does him watching bother you?”
I hesitated, my heart still racing. “No,” I admitted, surprising myself with how true it was. “Does it bother you ?”
“Not at all.” His tone suggested this wasn’t the first time something like this had happened. It made me wonder about the dynamics between the three men who ran this ranch, but before I could contemplate it further, Kellan stood.
Water cascaded down his chest, and the fabric of his swim trunks did nothing to hide his impressive erection. The sight made my mouth go dry. “Want to give Reid more of a show?”
I nodded as I glanced up at the window again. I couldn’t see Reid anymore, but knowing he might still be watching—or might even be joining us—sent another pulse of need through my core.
Kellan helped me out of the hot tub, his hands steady as my legs threatened to give way beneath me. He guided me toward the railing at the edge of the deck, positioning me so I faced the breathtaking view of the stars twinkling against the dark hills.
“Hold onto the rail,” he instructed, his chest pressing against my back as his lips found my ear. “Can I fuck you raw, Quinn? I’ve been tested.”
Was it possible to come from just words? Because I was about to. I’d always used condoms, but even though I hadn’t known this man for long, my intuition told me to trust him.
“Yes.” My skin broke out in goosebumps, my body already anticipating him. “I’m on birth control and tested too.”
I heard the rustle of fabric as he pushed his swim trunks down, then felt the hot, hard length of him pressing against me from behind. His hands gripped my hips firmly as he guided himself to my entrance.
“Let Reid see and hear how perfectly you take my cock.” He slowly pushed forward.
The initial stretch made my breath catch, my body still sensitive from my earlier orgasm. He moved patiently, allowing me to adjust to his size until he was fully seated, his hips flush against my backside.
“Fuck, you feel unreal,” he groaned, hands sliding up to cup my breasts as he began to move. “So tight and wet for me.”
His thrusts started slow but quickly increased in intensity, each one drawing a gasp from my lips. The railing provided leverage as I pushed back against him, meeting his movements with equal fervor.
“That’s it.” One of his hands slid down to where we were joined, pushing in beside his cock. “Take it all. Show Reid how good it feels.”
His touch and the pressure of his finger alongside his cock inside me sent sparks of pleasure radiating through every nerve. A desperate moan escaped my lips, my knuckles turning white as I gripped the railing harder.
The knowledge that Reid might be watching, and that Kellan wanted him to see me fall apart, twisted something primal inside me, unleashing a side of myself I hadn’t known was there before tonight.
“Kellan.” My voice cracked on his name as he hit a spot that made stars explode behind my eyelids.
“Look up, Quinn. Look at Reid’s window.”
I looked back over my shoulder. This time, Reid stood fully in view, his hand working beneath the waistband of his pants in an unmistakable motion. Our eyes met across the distance, and something electric passed between us.
“He’s touching himself,” Kellan whispered in my ear, his pace increasing. “Getting himself off watching me fuck you. Is that hot, Quinn? Knowing you’re turning him on so much he can’t help himself?”
“Yes,” I admitted as my pleasure swelled again.
Kellan’s movements became more urgent, his grip on my hip tightening as he drove into me harder. “I’m going to make you come again. This time all over my cock with Reid watching.”
His finger slid out and circled precisely where I needed it. Combined with the fullness of him inside me and the forbidden thrill of Reid’s gaze, it was too much to resist. My second orgasm hit with even greater intensity than the first, my inner walls fluttered around Kellan as I cried out.
“That’s it,” he groaned, his rhythm faltering. “I can feel you coming, so fucking tight—” His words dissolved into a guttural sound as he followed me over the edge, hips jerking as he found his own release.
For a long moment, we stayed like that, hearts racing, bodies connected, catching our breath as the stars danced in the darkening sky above us. My legs were wobbly and sore, but Kellan pulled me up, flush against his chest.
“You were so perfect.” He kissed down my neck, settling his lips against the curve of my shoulder.
I relaxed back against him, and when I glanced up at the window again, Reid was gone.