21. Caroline
CHAPTER 21
Caroline
Standing in front of Grayson, I’m vaguely aware of the fact that I am never going to have better sex again in my life. Already the sex with Cas and James, I fear, has made it so I can never go back to sex with only one man. The one man I thought would possibly be an exception to that is standing in front of me right now. And he is practically vibrating with need.
I know he’s wound up with a number of emotions, and lust is only one of them. But this heat between us has been building ever since we met, and now suddenly there are no barriers. I don’t work for him, and he has just figured out a way to get past all of his concerns and fears about another unintended consequence to sex.
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.”
“But you intend 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.
“I’m obsessed with your tits.”
He cups, squeezes, and teases my nipples and I have to press my thighs together. My entire body feels like it’s tingling. He lowers his head and takes one into his mouth, sucking hard while Cas strips my panties down my legs.
“Come here, pretty girl,” James says, sweeping me into his arms, my elbow practically clocking Grayson in the chin.
James carries me to the couch and sets me down on my knees.
“Kneel over the arm of the sofa,” he directs, moving in behind me. “Grayson, her mouth is all yours now. At least until you come down her throat.”
Grayson moves to the end of the couch, and I rest my forearms on the padded arm, leaning over. He strokes his cock in front of me. “Open up for me, Caro.”
It’s the first time he’s called me that nickname and a hot shiver goes through me.
I feel one of the other guys move in behind me and a hot hand smooths over my ass before dipping between my thighs. A thick finger slides through my slickness and I moan.
“Fuck, we’ve got her dripping,” Cas says. “Reward her for being so wet and hot for us,” Cas tells James.
“Please,” I moan. I try to shift back against the finger teasing me.
I get a little slap on my ass for my effort.
“Suck on Grayson,” Cas orders. “We’ll take care of your pussy.” He rubs the spot he swatted. “You know that.”
I can’t argue that they’ve done a very good job of taking care of me every other time.
I lean forward and run my tongue over the head of Grayson’s cock. He growls and his hand goes to the back of my head, fingers tightening in my hair.
“How greedy are you for cock?” my grumpy ex-boss asks.
“For these three?” I ask. “I’ll do anything.”
Grayson slides his cock over my lips and into my mouth. I moan.
“Very good answer,” he praises.
James lays down on the couch, his face between my legs. He grips my hips and pulls me down until my pussy is against his hungry mouth. Cas moves in next to us, playing with my nipples.
I’m in absolute heaven. My entire body is being wound tighter and tighter, and I know I’m already on the verge of an intense orgasm.
I’m glad I have Grayson’s cock in my mouth or I could embarrass myself with the way they’re going to make me scream.
And these three egos? They don’t need that.
“Jesus, Caroline,” Grayson grits out, his fingers tightening in my hair. “Fuck girl.”
I love that I can make him sound like that. He’s been wound tight, and he needs this release. I squeeze his thighs and take him deeper.
His breath hisses out and I feel James suck my clit harder.
Cas tweaks my nipple. “Good girl,” he says gruffly. “Fuck, you look so good like this.” His hand slides over my ass, then circles my back hole with his finger. “But James’s tongue isn’t quite enough, is it?”
I whimper and instinctively press back against his finger.
He chuckles, low and wicked. He circles faster, the tip of his finger teasing just inside. “I know. You need to be really filled up, don’t you?”
James sucks harder and I feel a finger slide into my pussy.
Oh, God. Yes.
I take Grayson deeper and he groans.
I want to feel him come.
James adds another finger and my pussy clenches around him. “Fuck, Caroline. Yes,” he says before sucking hard again.
Cas eases his finger fully inside, James thrusts his fingers deep, and I need Grayson to come.
I reach up, cup his balls, and suck hard.
“ Caroline .” It sounds like he’s talking through gritted teeth.
“Come for us, sweetheart,” Cas says. “Let it go. We’re just getting started.”
Grayson’s low voice rumbles. “Fuck, Caro. I’m going to come.”
I want that. My hands on his thighs pull him closer and I bob my head faster.
“ Fuck ,” he grunts.
“Let her have it,” Cas says. “She wants it. Don’t you, Caro?” His finger works faster.
James groans beneath me as he feels my pussy tighten around his fingers. “That’s it, yes, Caroline. Come on my face.”
Grayson thrusts into my mouth again and then tenses. “ Dammit .”
Then he’s coming, emptying down my throat.
That sends me over the edge. I clench around James’s fingers, coming hard.
“That’s right,” Cas urges, finger fucking my ass. “That’s our girl.”
My orgasm keeps rippling as Grayson pulls out of my mouth. I swallow, but it’s too much to keep some from trickling down my chin as I have to gasp at the sensations rocking through my body.
Grayson takes my chin with his hand, his thumb swiping over the stickiness, watching my face as I cry out.
“Oh god, oh god, oh god!”
“Jesus, you’re beautiful,” he mutters.
I slump forward, my head on the arm of the couch, trying to take in a deep breath. James’s and Cas’s fingers slip from my body and I feel them stroking my back, legs and ass, caressing, petting, grounding me.
“Oh no, not done with you yet,” Grayson says, reaching under my arms and pulling me over the arm of the sofa and against his body. “Thank you,” he says against my mouth. “You’re incredible.”
“My pleasure.” I instinctively wrap my arms and legs around him as he seals his mouth over mine. His hands cup my ass and our tongues tangle and I’m lost in the deep, hot kiss, only vaguely aware that we’re moving.
Seconds later, Grayson lays me down on his bed. He stands back, his hot gaze tracking over my naked body.
“Now I need to see you filled up with cocks, Caroline.”
My eyes widen. “Yo…you do?” My eyes go to his cock, now tucked back inside his still unzipped pants. He just came hard.
“So fucking badly,” he says, adjusting himself. “Cas, James, get in here and fuck this woman.”
“Yes, sir,” Cas says with a grin, starting to undress.
James moves in next to him. “Gladly.” He pulls his shirt over his head.
And the three men who are going to ruin me for all others stand at the bottom of the bed, watching me with hungry, yet oddly affectionate gazes.