Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Being buried face first in Cara’s sweet pussy and savoring the results of her orgasm, Heath couldn’t see Dayne at all. But he could hear the man’s words, his ragged breathing and low moans.
He had hoped to give Cara one more orgasm before Dayne had his, but he wasn’t sure if he’d have enough time. The man was about to lose it and Heath didn’t want to miss it.
He threw in the towel and stood, but kept a tight grip on her hips.
He was tempted to pull out his cock—once again hard and throbbing—so he could fuck her while she was still bent over the sawhorse, but he needed to remember that while Cara had some experience with at least one other lover, it was nothing similar to this.
He needed to be patient. While now might not be the optimal time to fuck her, the time would come soon.
Or so he hoped.
To get his mind off sinking himself deep inside her, he concentrated on Dayne doing exactly that but with her mouth instead.
“ Fuck. I bet your pussy is just like your mouth. So wet, so hot. Suck it harder. Take all of me. That’s it. So damn good, baby.”
With the urgency that Dayne thrusted between her lips, Heath was actually surprised she hadn’t tapped out yet. However, she seemed to be a real trooper and now determined to get the most out of her stay at the resort.
Dayne’s muffled grunt, tight expression, and uneven pacing were all signs he was about to blow. Unlike Heath earlier, Dayne managed to warn her before his impending orgasm. He even had enough working brain cells left to say, “Squeeze my thigh if you want me to pull out and come elsewhere.”
Heath carefully watched the hand planted on his leg and was surprised when she didn’t squeeze. She didn’t bother to take the out Dayne offered.
Yep , a real trooper.
“Get ready,” Dayne warned again. With one last groan, Dayne tightened his grip on her hair, shoved his hips forward, and stilled. His eyes squeezed shut and his chest pumped rapidly when his balls emptied down Cara’s throat. “That’s all for you, baby.”
Damn, that was hot.
He knew the euphoria Dayne was currently experiencing since he’d experienced the same earlier.
After slipping from her mouth and refastening his jeans, Dayne tucked a thumb under Cara’s chin to tip up her face before brushing his knuckles down her cheek. “Thank you. That was awesome.”
Heath came around and she accepted the offered hand to help her stand. As she shook out her folded jeans, he plucked her panties off the floor and held them out to her.
A soft smile pulled at her lips. “Thank you.”
He was tempted to ask her if he could keep them for himself but he couldn’t imagine she’d want to go commando under her jeans. “For handing you your panties or for the orgasm?”
She might even think him wanting to keep her used panties was a little creepy. But to him, it would be a little reminder of today.
Her smile grew. “Both.”
“Was that your second male-induced orgasm ever?” Heath was ready to pat himself on the back.
“It sure was.”
“Was it worth it?” Despite knowing the answer before even asking it, he still wanted to hear it.
Her green eyes lit up. “Absolutely. I’ve had more orgasms today than during my whole relationship with my ex.”
“Your boyfriend was a dick,” Dayne growled.
Heath agreed. “Don’t ever settle for being treated like that again. In bed, or life in general. You deserve better.”
“I won’t. It only took being here a little over twenty-four hours, along with those two orgasms, to decide I’m done with selfish pricks for good.”
“Shit,” Dayne chuckled. “That leaves me out.”
“You haven’t been selfish at all,” she countered.
“Like you said, you’ve only been here a little over twenty-four hours. Give it time.”
Heath huffed and shook his head. “Most self-absorbed pricks don’t realize that they’re self-absorbed pricks.”
Dayne smirked. “I have self-awareness.”
Cara cocked one blonde eyebrow. “Are you saying I should spend the rest of the week with only Heath? ”
“If I’m selfish, I would never agree to that,” he answered on a chuckle. “All right. Right now you’re stuck with me since I have the key to the UTV.” He held it up and waved it.
“I also have two feet,” Cara reminded him smartly.
Dayne glanced out of the empty window frame. “Of course you do, but the sun is going down.”
“Are you saying your resort isn’t safe after dark?”
“Oh, it’s safe. But don’t forget we back up to Moshannon State Forest as well as state game land. There are plenty of wild animals out there. And I’m not talking about the two legged variety.” He clawed at the air and snarled.
“Like the Big Bad Wolf?”
“Try coyotes, bears, and elk.”
Cara’s brow furrowed. “Elk?”
Dayne’s eyebrows rose. “Ever cross a pissed-off bull elk?”
“I can’t say that I have,” she admitted.
“Well, I have. I rate that experience a zero out of five stars. I also had to wash my underwear immediately afterward.”
Cara slapped a hand over her mouth to smother her laugh, but Heath didn’t bother to hide his.
“Okay,” Dayne started, “if we have everything, let’s get back to the tour. We have one more quick stop before dinner.”
As soon as Dayne parked the UTV in front of the farmhouse located between The Mane Lodge and the barn, he explained to his passengers, “The resort was originally a dairy farm where me and my siblings were raised. After my father passed and he willed us the property, one of the updates we made to the original house was adding both wings so we could all live here on the property.” He jerked a thumb to his left.
“My brother lives on the west side with his two partners. Our younger sister lives in the main house and”—he jerked his chin toward the west side—“I occupy the east wing.”
“His two partners?” Cara asked.
“He’s in a polyamorous relationship with our Facilities Manager, Ford, and our Guest Services Manager, Erin.”
“Do they share her or each other?” Heath asked him.
“Each other.”
“And it works?” Cara sounded dubious.
“So far. Enough so that they’re building their own home away from the main resort area so they’ll have more privacy.”
“Do identical twins normally have the same sexual preferences?” Heath asked.
Dayne shrugged. “Good question. Maybe Google knows.”
“Should we climb out?” Heath asked next.
Dayne shook his head. “Not right now. We’re cutting it close for dinner. Are you two hungry?”
Cara pressed a hand to her stomach. “Starving.”
“Must’ve been all that activity,” Heath teased her.
“Breakfast seems like a week ago,” she told him.
“Then, let’s get you fed,” Dayne said.
After dropping them off at the lodge, he returned the UTV to the equipment shed, then hoofed it back to the lodge to join them.
As they sat eating another delicious meal from the menu his sister was responsible for, they talked about everything, and a lot about nothing. But Dayne caught himself watching both Cara and Heath eat.
The slide of the fork between their lips, the way their throats worked as they swallowed, a sweep of a tongue to catch a crumb from the corner of their mouth. The way they moaned softly when they ate something extraordinarily delicious.
Thank you, Danica!
Of course, if anyone was capable of turning dinner into a turn-on, it was him. Actually, he was pretty damn good at turning most activities into something sexual.
As soon as the table was cleared, he invited them to join him in the lounge located off the lobby for an after-dinner drink. Both agreed, even though Cara kept smothering her yawns.
After grabbing a beer for both Heath and himself, as well as a glass of red wine supplied by a local winery for Cara, they settled in some over-stuffed chairs circling a low table.
The lounge and lobby were the only two sex-free, clothing-required guest areas on the whole resort. Anywhere else on the ranch? Anything went. However, it was highly suggested to dress appropriately for outdoor activities like horseback and ATV riding, as well as hikes.
The lounge was meant for simply that…lounging. Having intimate conversations. Relaxing. Reading. Playing billiards. Enjoying a nightcap. Even though it included a bar, it was more quiet and laid back.
Dayne turned to Cara. “So, Cara, tell me… Are you glad you stayed?”
She finished taking a sip of her Cabernet Sauvignon. “Yes, thanks to you two. I’m feeling more comfortable with both this place and my sexuality.”
“You’ve only been here a little over a day, just wait until the end of the week,” Dayne promised.
“You might be sad to leave.”
It sounded like Heath wasn’t looking forward to checking out, either, despite this only being his first day .
She ran a finger around the rim of her wine glass. “If I am, I’ll have to save up for another stay.”
Dayne’s eyebrows pinched together. “Save up?”
Cara nodded. “I’m a librarian. Our salary doesn’t quite correlate with the small fortune we have to spend on education to become one.”
Heath frowned. “Then, why did you become one?”
She shrugged and sat back, balancing her wine glass on her thigh.
“My love of books and knowledge. A library is a wealth of information and the programs we offer our patrons, whether in person or online, are priceless. Well, priceless to them. There’s a cost to the library, of course, but they’re worth every dime.
I don’t think people realize how many free resources are available through their local public library. ”
“No doubt, because I forget about the library,” Dayne admitted, tipping the pint glass full of his favorite ale to his lips.
She tipped her head toward the bookcases in one corner of the lounge. “You have a small one in here.”
“We do, but I had nothing to do with it.”
“I noticed it’s a mix of fiction and non-fiction. I’d be happy to go through what you have and make suggestions.”
“A lot of guests leave books behind after they’re done reading them. They usually take a book and leave a book in exchange.”
“People have time to read while they’re here?”
Dayne wasn’t sure if Heath’s surprise was real or if he was only teasing. “I often see guests reading by the pool, in the lounge, or in the lobby.”
Cara nodded. “People who love to read will find a way to do so.”
“Reading was what spurred you to book your stay here, right?” Heath asked her .
“Yes,” she answered. “Some of the books I read opened the door to this whole new world for me.”
Heath’s brow dropped low. “But were they fiction or how-tos?”
“Very spicy romance novels.” She rolled her lips under. “It turned into an addiction.”
“Since you only read fiction, we’ll be happy to guide you through this whole new reality ,” Heath offered.
“Well, the novels piqued my interest enough for me to read some articles online, too. By the way, you’re already doing a bang-up job of guiding me.”
Dayne grinned. “We haven’t even begun to bang yet. Speaking of…do we want to meet up later?”
“All three of us?” Cara asked.
“Sure.”
“I’m game,” Heath announced,
“I may need to take a quick nap first,” Cara warned on another yawn.
“Where?” Heath asked Dayne.
His gaze bounced from Heath to Cara before offering, “My place?”
“But you said you live with your family. Wouldn’t that be awkward?” Cara asked.
“I do, but…” Maybe he shouldn’t mention that his family was used to seeing random guests coming and going out of his wing like a revolving door.
“I couldn’t imagine they’d want strangers staying in the same house.” Heath said.
In truth, his siblings no longer blinked an eye over seeing someone they don’t know joining them at the kitchen table for breakfast.
But…he wasn’t sure if he wanted them to know about him taking Cara under his wing.
They might think of her as some so rt of “innocent” he was trying to corrupt and give him a bunch of grief about it.
He’d like to avoid that headache. “The cabins do have some perks, like an oversized bed and private hot tubs.”
Though, his bed was even bigger than the ones in the cabins. When Dylan ordered a custom-made bed for his wing, Dayne added one more to the order for himself. It was worth the extra money. It could fit four adults comfortably, the beds in the cabins only fit three.
“They certainly do,” Heath agreed. “I was surprised how well-equipped my cabin actually is.”
“We tried to think of everything. However, we’re always open to suggestions.” Dayne glanced at his watch. “How about we meet at nine?”
“We never decided where,” Heath said.
“Let’s meet at your cabin. We can take advantage of the hot tub.”
“Why don’t you swing by at eight-thirty, then?” He waved a finger between him and Dayne. “The two of us should have a little discussion first.”
“To devise a game plan?” Dayne was up for just about anything. That comment might mean Heath wasn’t. It would be best for them to hash out the details prior to doing anything more than oral sex.
“Yes, for us, but it also couldn’t hurt to have one for her.”
She raised an eyebrow. “You’re going to come up with a game plan for me without including me?”
“It can’t hurt for us to discuss how to handle this week if you’re willing to let us help you.”
“I’m willing,” she said quickly.
“Good.” Dayne didn’t even bother to fight his smile.
“But Dayne, I can see you concentrating on me since you have variety at your fingertips every day. But you, Heath”—she shook her head—“you’re only here for the week.
I’m sure you didn’t expect to be with not only the same person, but one without the same or more experience than you. Won’t you feel shortchanged?”
“Shortchanged? Hardly. I came here not knowing what to expect. Well, except for sex and a lot of it. Please don’t think this is a burden to me.
It’s not. The glimpses we had so far today have shown me it would be worth scratching deeper below the surface.
Plus, have you looked in the mirror lately? You’re absolutely stunning.”
She ignored the compliment and her brow creased in concern. “I don’t want either of you to feel obligated. I also don’t want you to regret spending all your time with me, Heath. This is your vacation, too.”
“First of all, it wouldn’t be just you, Cara.” Heath circled his index finger in the air. “It would be Dayne, too. I’ll tell you what, why don’t we agree right now that if we end up not jiving, then we go our separate ways without any hard feelings.”
“That sounds like a plan,” Dayne agreed.
“Okay.” Cara drained her wine glass and stood. “I’ll go take a quick shower and a cat nap. I’ll meet you boys at Heath’s cabin at nine.” She paused and came back to the table. “I guess I need to know which cabin’s yours so I don’t knock on the wrong door and end up with some new ‘guides.’”
Dayne didn’t want that, either. It was one thing to share her with Heath. It would be another to lose her to other guests. His heart was set on helping her discover her sexuality.
He was damn sure Heath’s was, too.