16. James
CHAPTER 16
James
Caroline said yes.
Which means this is mine and Cas’s lucky night.
And hers, if I can brag a little. Cas is a great lover and I know what buttons to push on her, so together we can blow her fucking mind.
I take Caro’s hand and lead her down the hall to our bedroom.
We waited until the end of dinner to ask her if she was interested in having sex with us and if she had said no, it still would have been a great night. Conversation flowed easily, with lots of laughs and reminiscing. She’s the kind of friend that we can go years without seeing each other and just pick right back up where we left off.
Even kissing her again felt completely natural. It wasn’t like trying to recapture being seventeen. It just felt…right.
Caroline and me. Now.
Add in my very fucking hot husband and I’m already rock solid and ready to take turns fucking them.
She gives me a sultry smile with a raised eyebrow. An amused this-is-going-to-be-fun look.
“Is he always this bossy?” she asks me over her shoulder, as Cas leads her to the bedroom, her hand in his.
“Yes. But trust me, by the end of the night, you’ll be begging him to tell you what to do.” I run my eyes over the soft curve of her ass in her cute little dress. I put my hand on the small of her back to encourage her to walk faster. I need her naked. Now.
“Begging isn’t really my style,” she says.
Cas stops with Caroline in front of our bed. He tugs down the zipper on the side of her dress and eyes me over her shoulder. “That sounds like a challenge, Husband. Doesn’t it?”
“It sure does,” I agree, stepping in behind Caroline as Cas kisses her.
I knead her ass greedily, crowding her so that I can watch their mouths moving together and hear the hitch of Caroline’s breath as Cas forces her lips to part with the tip of his tongue. He’s commanding, invading, and she’s responding eagerly to him, in the same way I always do. Cas is a force.
He pulls you in, magnetically, and holds you there with his will.
In the past, I’ve enjoyed seeing him kiss other women, seeing the way they respond to him with trembling sighs and eager leans, but this is more than that. Watching the love of my life and my first love connect with such passion is incredible and I want more. I want to see their bare skin. I want to see their hands stroking each other in pleasure. I want to see them sucking and fucking each other.
But Cas promised me her pussy first and I want to taste her again for the first time in a decade. And show her my skills have improved with age.
I turn her head, breaking their kiss and take one of my own, her chin in my hand. She kisses me back eagerly, gripping my belt for balance. Then she breaks away and groans. “Why do we all still have clothes on?”
That makes me chuckle. “You were never known for your patience.”
I step back so Cas can lift her dress up and over her shoulders. He lifts it to his nose and inhales her scent as I strip down to my boxer briefs.
Then Cas says, “On the bed, sweet Caroline.”
She obeys without a word.
“That’s it,” I tell her. “You’re ready to be worshipped, aren’t you?”
“I can’t think of anything that sounds better.”
Cas tugs down the little scrap of cotton covering her pussy and spreads her thighs wide. “For you, James. I know how much you want to taste Caroline again.”
“I really fucking do,” I breathe, gripping my cock tightly for a brief squeeze, then moving in between her legs.
Caroline is lying there, open for me, her hair tumbling across our bed, watching me with hooded eyes. She’s lazily stroking her fingers along the front of Cas’s pants, where his cock is hard and prominent. He undoes his button and zipper and pulls out his cock. Her eyes widen.
“Impressive, isn’t it?” I chuckle.
“God, yes,” she breathes. Her fingers dance lightly over his smooth skin, causing his cock to jump as he hardens even more.
“Wait until he’s buried inside you.”
“I’m tired of waiting.” She lifts her hips in a blatant offering.
“Does that qualify as begging?” I ask Cas as I run my palms over her knees, then her thighs, edging closer and closer to her center.
“No,” she says, not giving him time to respond. “Not even close.”
“Hmm, I think she’s right,” Cas says easily. “That’s still firmly impatient, but not begging.”
“Then let’s change that.” I bury my head between her thighs and brush light kisses over her bare skin, up and down, skirting her pussy and across her pelvis, flicking my tongue very, very close to her clit but avoiding it.
She grips my hair, hard, and tries to guide me.
I resist, wanting the tease, and when she starts to rock her hips, seeking my tongue, I hold her down on the mattress tightly.
“James,” she says, threateningly. “Stop it.”
“Oh, you want me to stop?” I ask, pulling away entirely.
“What? No!” She glares at me. “Just do more .”
I bend back down and kiss her clit, lightly, watching her. She jerks a little and gives a moan of frustration.
“I should have come in the hallway when I had the chance.”
Now I’m thoroughly enjoying myself. I chuckle and blow on her clit as I massage her soft folds with my thumbs. Cas has shifted closer to her, his bobbing cock an inch from her lips.
“Open your mouth,” he demands.
“Not until James does what he’s supposed to do.”
That makes me bite back a groan. Of course, Caroline would fucking negotiate. She knows who she is and what she wants.
“Fuck,” Cas curses. He squeezes the base of his shaft and glances down at me. “Do it. Now. Give her what she wants.”
Seeing him on edge too, his forearm muscles straining, his shoulders rigid, his jaw tense, is fucking incredible. He’s still fully dressed and his nostrils are flaring and he wants Caroline to suck his dick this badly after this short of time that he’s willing to let her wrest control from him.
I’m shocked and really fucking turned on.
I’ve only ever seen Cas lose control for me.
But this woman has gotten deep under both of our skin, and I understand his desperation.
I will also give my husband anything he wants in our bedroom.
This is an easy ask.
I bury my tongue in Caroline’s slick pussy, closing my eyes to savor the taste of her, and the feel of her thighs beneath my fingers. She lets out a cry of pleasure.
“Yes, James!”
She immediately starts pumping herself against me, driving my tongue deeper inside her. I swirl my thumbs over her clit in an alternating massage and I get one last, “Fu—” from her before her exclamation is cut off.
When I glance up, I see my husband is sliding his cock between her open pink lips, drowning out her cry.
“Fuck, yes,” I tell them. “Take him deep, Caro. All of him.”
Cas is controlled, inching into her slowly as she moans around his length, her hand flailing out to grab his thigh—all while I stroke her over and over. Once I have the sexy visual of her mouth stretched fully, Cas easing in and out slowly—I flick my tongue back over her.
“God, this cunt tastes so good.”
Then I just focus on her.
Plunging deep in and out, finding a rhythm, reading the response from her body. Her thighs start to tremble and she gets wetter, soaking my tongue with her hot, tangy pleasure. She’s getting closer and closer, even if her cries are muffled around my husband’s cock. I don’t look up again, because I want her to break and she’s almost there. Her hips are bucking, her heels shifting restlessly.
Swiping my tongue over her clit, I give a gentle suck on the tight bud while dragging my thumb through her pussy.
“That’s it,” Cas tells her. “You’re going to come all over James, aren’t you? With my cock buried in your throat. Do you want to come together, me and you? You can coat James and I’ll coat you, sweet girl.”
My skin is hot and tight at his words. I risk a glance up and groan when I see Caroline is nodding eagerly, her cheeks hollowed out as Cas thrusts hard in and out of her mouth. Her cheeks are stained pink, her chest rising and falling rapidly.
“I’m in if you are,” I tell them both. I shove her knees up and out so I can access her tight little asshole.
Dragging my fingers along her slit, I press inside her ass, getting resistance. But I lap at her clit, and press on, feeling her body give way, opening for my finger. She jerks and moans in ecstasy.
“You love that, don’t you?” Cas demands. “You love James destroying your pussy with his tongue.”
I pump my finger harder while he’s talking, sucking on her clit, before devouring her pussy as he talks.
Her response is to shatter.
Hot moisture bursts onto my tongue and lips and her muscles clamp down tightly on my finger.
Holy fuck.
Caroline just came all over me.
Cas gives a grunt. I can’t stop what I’m doing, but I glance up over her pussy to see him gripping the back of her hair hard. He’s holding her in place while he dumps cum down her throat.
Double holy fuck.
I ease back, shaking, wiping my chin. She soaked me everywhere.
Cas lets her go, and she collapses back on the mattress, swallowing and breathing hard.
His hand goes into his hair, then he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“Fuck, Caroline,” he murmurs.
Then he looks at me, his jaw locked. “Fuck her, James. Drive her into the mattress.”
“Is that what you want, Caro?” I ask her, stripping off my briefs. “You want me to fuck you hard?”
“God, yes,” she says, nodding eagerly, dragging her finger across her bottom lip to remove some of Cas’s errant cum. She licks it off her finger.
My balls are tight, cock throbbing.
Cas tosses me a condom before stepping off the bed to finally undress.
“Is that begging?” he asks me, amused.
“No.” I shake my head. “Not yet.” I move between her legs and position myself right at her wet opening. “What do you want?”
“You.”
“And when do you want it?”
“Now.”
“Still not begging,” Cas says, feigning disappointment.
He moves along the side of the bed and gives me a hard kiss. “Maybe start, then stop,” he tells me with a wicked grin.
If I can.
Jesus.
Just edging her is damn near killing me.
Then she gives an unexpected, “James,” and it sounds like a plea.
Her eyes are glassy.
But she clamps her hand over her mouth, like she realizes that was too close to begging and I take mercy on us both.
I thrust deep inside her pussy and just about destroy us both.