Chapter 13
Chapter Thirteen
Cara’s blood hummed and her body vibrated. Not only from that intense orgasm, but from the anticipation of what was about to come. Or who was about to come.
So far, these men knew how to satisfy her and her reactions came strictly from what pleasure she received. Nothing was forced. Nothing was faked.
Even more impressive was how patient they both were. Not only with each other, but with her.
With Heath still gripping her hips and Dayne holding her hands, they helped her sit backward on Heath’s lap. The way Dayne wanted.
Heath pressed his mouth to her ear. “Line me up, sweetheart. I’m about to give you your next orgasm.”
The confidence oozing from these two men was certainly rubbing off on her. Of course she wasn’t ready to streak naked across the three-hundred-acre property or use one of the playrooms up in Heaven with the blinds open, but they were proving to her that she did belong at the resort.
The guests didn’t only include experts in Shibari. Or those well-versed in BDSM. Or people seeking out certain kinks or fetishes. This resort was welcoming to everyone, whether this world was new or familiar to them.
If she had left last night, or even this morning, after being overwhelmed at the themed party, she would’ve missed all this. She would’ve missed this time with Heath and Dayne. She would’ve missed this eye-opening experience.
Now she was thankful she ran smack into Dayne last night.
“Cara?” Heath’s voice invaded her thoughts. When she glanced back at him, he looked to be in pain.
She faced Dayne again when he asked, “Are you having second thoughts?”
Instead of answering, she reached down, found Heath’s condom-covered cock, held it where it needed to be and sank down.
A groan rumbled against the back of her neck, where his face was pressed, and his fingers dug deeper into her hips. He filled her completely and his warm breath now beat heavily against her skin.
Planting her feet on the bottom of the hot tub, she used that leverage to help her rise and fall, riding his cock from root to tip.
It had been a while since she had sex with a man.
Her last relationship didn’t want to make her rush into another one.
However, today proved one thing: her mindset had been off all along.
She didn’t need to be in a relationship to enjoy sex and intimacy.
She also didn’t need to care what anyone thought about her.
Sex wasn’t dirty; it was natural. Craving time, attention, and physical touch was part of being human.
Since Dayne was on his knees before her in chest-deep swirling water, she curled her fingers around his head, then reached back to do the same with Heath. She pulled them closer together. “Kiss.”
Neither hesitated to do so. Cara remained still when their lips fused together.
She didn’t expect a simple kiss to be so hot. No one on the blanket this morning by the lake had kissed each other. Maybe it was because kissing seemed more intimate and personal than intercourse?
She didn’t know.
But the passion these two men put into their shared kiss was palpable. This was not an act or a show for her benefit. They truly wanted each other. That was what made it such a turn-on. Not only for her, but for each other.
She not only got to witness their mutual unbridled desire but, even better, she was lucky enough to take part in it.
After a few more heart-pounding moments, they pulled apart, both breathing hard and staring intently into each other’s eyes. She had no doubt they would do more than kiss tonight and she looked forward to it.
“Now me,” she urged. Cupping Dayne’s face, she pulled him to her until their mouths meshed and their tongues tangled.
No surprise he was such a good kisser. This was how a real kiss between lovers should be. Not dry and passionless like done with family or friends. Or asshole boyfriends.
Would these men be capable of giving her orgasms during intercourse? Would that prove she hadn’t been the issue with her previous relationship, despite her ex leading her to believe it was?
He had been the one lacking in the bedroom, not her, but he didn’t want to hear it.
A warm tongue drew a line down the center of her neck, reminding her that Heath had been more than patient and she needed to stop making him wait. When she began to ride his cock again, her and Dayne struggled to maintain the kiss.
She made a mental note to revisit kissing later. With both men.
“So beautiful, baby.” Dayne whispered, thumbing her nipple.
Lord , his voice was like an aphrodisiac.
Between that and him playing with her breasts, he was making her melt.
“ So damn beautiful.” The tip of his tongue traced the outer shell of her ear, before he sucked on her earlobe.
“I can’t wait to be in his place. You riding my cock.
Filling you. Fucking you. Those gorgeous tits filling my palms. Your nipples hard and aching.
Your pussy squeezing my cock, soaking it.
Your little gasps filling my ears. I cannot fucking wait. ”
Holy crap. With a groan, she ground down against Heath’s lap, driving him even deeper.
Dayne continued his onslaught of dirty talk, filling her head with ideas of what they could do and what they would eventually do. All she had to do was say yes.
She mourned the loss of his mouth at her ear, whispering all those dirty suggestions, but she quickly got over it when he pulled her nipple into his mouth and his hand dove down into the water and found where her and Heath were connected.
The more he played with her clit, the harder she ground down on Heath’s cock. Both circling her hips and rocking back and forth.
Heath’s soft groans turn into deep grunts and what sounded like whispered curses. Was her pleasure his suffering? If so, she wanted to relieve it.
Before she could do so, Dayne grabbed a handful of her hair and yanked her head back. Her gasp was caught by his kiss, but he quickly moved on, sliding his lips down her arched neck before returning to her aching nipples. He scraped his teeth over one, then the other.
Only, he did not release her hair. In fact, his grip tightened. Lightning shot through her and landed deep in her core. Her pussy pulsed around Heath’s cock as he made the small thrusts upward.
“If I didn’t think I’d drown, I’d suck on your clit as you ride him.”
Heath’s “Another time,” sounded a bit strained.
“We’ve got all night,” Dayne reminded him.
“We’ve got all week,” Heath countered.
“True, and we should take advantage of it.”
“Isn’t that what we’re doing?”
They’re having this debate now ?
“I have responsibilities?—”
Cara cut off Dayne with, “You two only have one responsibility right now. Can we take care of that first?”
Dayne grinned and a puff of warm breath from Heath’s huff hit her neck, making her shiver. She rose up on her toes and dropped her weight down on him once more.
Heath grunted from the impact. “I’m waiting on you, sweetheart.”
She wanted to come. She needed to come. She wanted to prove to herself she could come with a partner.
She was sure Heath would hold back his own orgasm until she obtained hers.
But that didn’t mean she wanted to drag it out and make him suffer needlessly.
Though…was he truly suffering by waiting on her?
Dayne pinched her clit hard enough to make her jerk against Heath. “Grab her hair.”
The second Dayne released it, Heath wrapped strands of her hair around his hand and pulled until her scalp stung .
It was a hurt like no other. One she didn’t want to avoid but wanted more of.
Is this why people loved to be spanked or whipped? Or even bitten? Where the discomfort wasn’t quite painful but more pleasurable? She might have to test that theory. Without a doubt, she could do that with the two men she already trusted, despite only knowing them for a day.
How crazy was that?
She would never be in a situation like this if she wasn’t on the ranch. Wasn’t in a safe place like this. Back in her hometown of Carlisle, Pennsylvania, she wouldn’t be climbing naked into a hot tub with even one naked man she hardly knew, forget two.
Never before in her life did she think she’d be involved in a threesome. Even after reading the books that led to her booking this trip.
Her fantasy had always been someone else’s reality.
No. Her fantasy was now her reality. She had the opportunity to do everything she ever read about. Every sexual situation she mentally plugged herself into while reading.
Dayne’s thumb circled her clit and she stopped moving the second one of his long fingers once again touched where Heath and she were connected.
He didn’t stop there. He wedged his finger inside her, alongside Heath’s cock, and stretched her even further.
“There you go, baby, fuck us both at the same time. We both want to feel you come.”
For a second, the extra digit was uncomfortable, but she adapted quickly and moved again, riding Heath and Dayne both at once.
“Come all over his cock, baby, let yourself go.”
She did exactly as Dayne suggested. Keeping her eyes locked with his, she moved frantically, chasing after her second orgasm of the night. The only thing holding her back was herself.
Like Dayne said, she needed to let herself go. Open the floodgates. Allow herself to enjoy this moment and the ones that followed.
Dayne twisting her nipple sent her careening off the edge. Her breath caught when what felt like electrical sparks exploded through every inch of her, from her scalp to the soles of her feet. Her toes curled and her fingernails dug into Heath’s thighs.
Heath muttered, “Thank fuck.”
When the final wave faded away, she melted against Heath. Dayne withdrew his finger and sat back on his heels with a wicked smile curving his lips and a fire burning in his eyes.
Heath then warned, “Hang on, sweetheart.” Controlling her hips, he lifted her while raising his ass off the seat, then met her on her way back down, slamming his cock home.