10. James
CHAPTER 10
James
“So, that wasn’t how I expected the evening to go,” I say casually to my husband after closing the door behind Grayson.
“I know, me too,” Cas says, with a grin. “I was expecting Mexican. But the chicken was delicious.”
“Cas, come on.”
“What?”
“Why didn’t you tell me you were going to bring women and sex up with
Caroline?”
“Because I wasn’t sure I was,” he says. “I was just going to see how things played out.”
There’s a little squawk from the baby monitor and Cas perks up. He doesn’t go as far as waking Noah up to spend extra time with him, but he loves when Noah needs a little extra attention in the evenings. He’s jealous of all the time I get with our baby boy, so he happily heads in at the slightest sound.
I used to worry that he’d spoil Noah, but our son is simply fully secure in how loved he is and knows that we’re there for him no matter what, or when.
I follow Cas into Noah’s room and prop my shoulder against the door jamb, watching as Cas lifts Noah and nuzzles his face in Noah’s neck.
“Hey, sweet baby,” he croons.
God, watching my husband’s thick muscular arms, covered in tattoos, bunch as he cuddles our baby is so hot. I move further into the room.
“You want to fuck Caroline?” I ask him bluntly.
I’ll admit that it took me a second to catch on to what Cas was doing, but once I did, the lust had hit me hot and hard.
I love sharing women with Cas. It’s always amazing. We love women. We love fucking women. We love making women come over and over. And it makes the sex between the two of us so damned hot.
But Caroline? She’s different.
My attraction to her is stronger than any other woman Cas and I have ever hit on and taken home. I don’t know if that’s a good thing. I need to be fully transparent with him about it.
“I would love to fuck, Caroline,” he says honestly. He’s got Noah up on his shoulder, his big hand covering Noah’s back. He’s swaying gently and Noah is already falling back to sleep.
He’d probably fall back to sleep on his own if we just left him alone, but Cas figures Noah won’t need him to cuddle him when he’s off to college, so he won’t listen about letting Noah comfort himself. I just shake my head and smile.
“But even more,” Cas continues. “I’d love to watch you fuck Caroline.”
I feel like I just took a big gulp of whiskey. Heat courses through me and my cock hardens. “Cas.”
“You want to, right?” he asks.
“With you. I would never…”
“I know.” He takes a step toward me and puts a hand on my shoulder, squeezing. “I know, babe. I’m not worried about that.”
I cover his hand and put my other hand on Noah’s back next to his. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? She’s not just some girl. We have a history. There were real emotions there, even if we were young. We’re not starting at square one with her like we usually do.”
“There are real emotions there, right?” Cas asks. “Not just were? In the past?”
“Cas.” I blow out a breath. “I love you.”
He smiles. “I know that. I am not worried about that. I love you, too. And I love our life. Everything we’re building here. I also love our sex life. I could and would happily fuck just you for the rest of my life.”
I snort. “So romantic.”
He grins. “I thought that’s how this was going to be when we moved here. I was cool with that. Now that we have Noah, we can’t just be picking up women who are practically strangers, no matter how sure we are that they understand the situation. Before Noah, we could take some risks. We could have handled a little stalker, or getting robbed, and if there had been an accidental pregnancy, we would have dealt with it. But now, things are different. I won’t put Noah in any kind of danger, and I won’t put our amazing situation in jeopardy. I really didn’t think we could do the woman-sometimes-too thing again. Now though…” He trails off meaningfully.
Cas is so protective. He’s also pragmatic. He doesn’t make suggestions off the cuff and he doesn’t do things spontaneously, even if it seems that way.
“Caroline isn’t a risk?” Of course she isn’t. But how is Cas so sure? They just met.
“Caroline was your first love. There is still a spark there and still real feelings. She’s awesome. I really like her and we can trust her. And she’s not staying long term. It would be great if she wants to come back between jobs and we could have a couple of months of fun once in a while, but we don’t have to worry about adjusting our life in any way, we don’t have to worry about hiding anything, or making any permanent changes.”
See? He always thinks it all through.
And he’s always right.
I nod slowly. “That all sounds really good.”
His smile is wide. He tips Noah back from his shoulder. Our baby is fast asleep again, his face sweet and content. Cas kisses one chubby cheek. I lean in and kiss the other.
Cas carefully lays Noah back in the crib, then turns and slips an arm around my waist, steering me out of the room.
He pulls the door shut, then turns me, pressing me into the wall. His big hand cups the back of my neck, his breath ghosts over my mouth. “Fuck, you and Caroline would be so hot together.”
I can’t help the small groan that slips out. Yes, it has a little to do with the image of Caroline, naked, in our bed with us. But it’s also my husband’s lean, muscular body pressing close, one big hand holding me in place, the other running down the outside of my thigh, then up to cup my cock.
“That idea makes you hard, babe. You can’t deny that you want this.”
“I do,” I admit. “You would fuck her so well.”
Cas is an amazing lover. Honestly, sharing him with Caroline would be the nicest thing I could ever do for her.
“Yes.” He squeezes my cock. “I would.” He leans in, kissing me, stroking me through my jeans. Then he drags his mouth along my jaw to my neck. “Can you imagine her between us? You deep in her pussy, me fucking her ass?”
I shudder as lust snakes through me. “Why do you get her ass?” I manage, my hands sliding down his back to his ass, squeezing hard, pressing his cock against mine.
He chuckles, soft and rough. “Thought maybe you’d want to revisit that sweet pussy that you had so long ago. But if you want her ass, I’ll happily fuck that tight little cunt.”
“Jesus.” I fist his hair and kiss him hard, our tongues stroking hungrily. Then I pull back. “Why do you make it sound like it’s one and done? We can each have both. More than once.”
“That a boy,” he praises. Then he steps back, reaching over his head and grasping his shirt, yanking it over his head. “Let’s go to bed.”
“This has you all riled up, huh?” I ask with a smirk. I like that. A lot.
I want Caroline, for sure, but I want Cas to want her too. I need him to want her. And vice versa.
For all the reasons he laid out, she’s a great choice. But also because the sex could be better than anything we’ve had with anyone else. I know her. I care about her. Sure, that sounds like it could complicate things, but not with Caroline. She’s not staying in Honeysuckle Harbor. She’s too independent, has her life all mapped out exactly as she wants it. She’s not going to let two guys come along and make things messy.
This can be very hot, very fun sex, that’s next level because there’s true respect and affection and history between us. Friendship.
That will make it so fucking good.
“Very,” he confirms. “We’ll have to discuss how to approach it with her.”
“I could?—”
“Later.” He cuts me off, nudging me toward our bedroom. “Take your clothes off and get on your knees.”
Fucking yes, sir .
I strip on my way to the bedroom. Cas kicks his shoes off and shucks off his pants the second he crosses the threshold. We crash into each other, our mouths fusing, our bodies pressed together, rounding the bed as one.
Once we’re next to the bed on the side with the drawer in the bedside table with the lube, Cas pulls back, staring into my eyes.
“I said, on your knees.”
I slide down his body, kissing his chest, licking over his abs, and then nipping one hip.
His breath hisses out. “Suck on me, James.”
I take his cock in hand, licking up the hard length with a firm, slow pressure.
His hand goes to my hair, gripping, but not guiding. He lets me have full reign over his pleasure here. I know exactly what he likes, and he only gives me words of praise and encouragement.
“You’re so good at that. God, yes,” he groans.
I lick up and down, swirl my tongue over his head, suck gently, then harder, but deny him fully taking him, instead only teasing.
“Yes, babe, just like that.”
I lick down to his balls, cupping them, squeezing, licking over them, sucking.
“Fuck, James, more,” Cas begs raggedly. He moves his hips, pressing harder against my mouth.
I give his balls a harder squeeze, nipping the inside of his thigh, then drag my tongue up the length of his huge, hard cock. “You put me on my knees. I decide what I do down here,” I tell him.
He lets out a low growl. “Not how that works.”
“No?” I swirl my tongue over the leaking head of his cock. “Who’s really in charge here, Cas? You’re aching and needy and begging me .”
“I am. I want that perfect fucking mouth,” he says. “Almost as much as you want to give it to me. You’re on your knees because you’ll do anything for me.”
He’s right. But admitting that isn’t part of this game.
I suck just lightly on his head, then pull off with an audible ‘pop’. “You’ve been hitting on, fantasizing about my ex-girlfriend all night,” I say. “Do you deserve my perfect fucking mouth?”
I feel his hand tighten in my hair at the back of my head. His eyes are hot, his pupils dilated when he takes his cock in hand and leans over. “I always deserve your perfect fucking mouth. And especially after I get your pretty Caroline, who you still want so much you were aching to kiss her all night, worked up and wet over the idea of us taking her together, fucking her gorgeous brains out.” He slides the head of his cock over my lips. “You’re welcome.”
I shudder as lust hits me hot and low.
It feels so amazing to be able to be open with him about my feelings about everything, even Caroline. Maybe especially Caroline. Sharing your sexual fantasies with your partner is important and immensely freeing. Finding out all of that is possible because they want to make them all come true and are fully confident in your relationship is incredible.
And God, I want to hear Cas talking dirty and being bossy with Caroline.
So. Much.
She’ll love it. He’s so damned good at it.
He’s also always determined to make sex mind-blowing for me. And for the women we share. Cas is an amazingly generous lover. He’s all about everyone’s pleasure every time.
“I do thank you for that,” I admit, running my hands up the backs of his muscular thighs to his tight ass. I squeeze. “But I don’t need pussy right now. I need you.”
“Then open your fucking mouth and take my cock. If you suck me well, I’ll fuck your perfect ass instead of coming down your throat.”
I open my mouth and Cas takes over.