Chapter 13 #2
“He’s about to come inside you.”
Another mini-orgasm surprised her, especially when it was caused simply by the combination of Dayne’s words and Heath’s actions.
She continued to cling to Heath’s thighs as he drove up and into her over and over, his teeth now planted in her shoulder. Not actually biting, but more like keeping a hold on her.
Unfortunately, his rapid thrusts were creating a tsunami. The waves of water splashed over the side and hit the deck. Dayne quickly pushed the stack of towels to safety before taking a seat across the tub with his attention back on them.
Within another minute, Heath’s movements became choppy and his teeth dug deeper into her flesh. He released her hair and grabbed both of her breasts, squeezing so hard she cried out.
But as with the hair-pulling, it was more pleasure than pain and woke up every one of her nerve-endings.
She was about to beg him to do it again when he dropped back to the seat and tensed right before she heard a garbled, “I’m…coming.”
A deep grunt filled the air when his throbbing cock caused her to whimper and grind against him once more.
Holy crap , she wanted to come again already.
With Heath’s forehead now pressed to her shoulder, he blew out a long breath.
“My turn,” Dayne announced and quickly pulled another foil pack from between the towels, ripped it open, and rolled on the condom.
He wasn’t waiting for Heath to do it for him because he had zero patience right now.
Not after watching Cara come while riding the other man’s cock.
Not after watching Heath come as intensely as he did.
He’d had a lot of sex in his life. In fact, he’d lost count on how many times and with whom. If he had to guess, more than the average man. He had tried so many different things, with so many different people. None, not a damn one, had affected him as much as watching these two together.
The sex hadn’t even been extreme or kinky, proving it wasn’t the actual sex itself. It was the people involved.
It was the surprising, instant connection all three of them had. Normally, none was needed for Dayne to invite someone up to the playroom, or to his wing in the farmhouse, only physical attraction and the willingness to play.
Basically, all he was after was the final result. Sure, he had fun along the way and met some interesting people, but as soon as it was over, he had no problem watching whoever he’d been with walk away.
Maybe it was Cara’s “innocence” that called to him. Or Heath’s spectacular physique. Or the fact that he was willing to partner with Dayne this week to help Cara, despite the fact so many more women—and men—were currently on the property where he could easily “get in, get out, and get going.”
But one thing was for sure: Dayne did not want Cara going anywhere else.
When Heath lifted her from his lap, Dayne guided her to the opposite side of the tub, where he once again sat in one of the molded seats.
He waited until Heath was done removing the full condom, tying it shut and setting it aside before asking. “Do you want her facing me or you?”
With a lopsided grin, Heath answered, “I can work with either.”
“Do I have a say?” Cara asked.
“Of course,” both men said at the same time.
“Then, I want to face Heath this time.”
“Climb on board,” Dayne urged, squeezing her hips gently. “I’m more than ready for you.”
He didn’t even wait. Once she turned away from him, he speared her with his cock. He held her down on his lap for a few moments and pulled in a breath, then met Heath’s knowing eyes over Cara’s shoulder.
It was at that moment he knew: if he wanted her to orgasm before he emptied his balls deep inside her, he would have to control her movements. Her bouncing enthusiastically on his lap would take him out way too quickly.
Since her past male partners never made her orgasm, he couldn’t fail her. Especially after Heath succeeded .
But, damn , the way she squeezed his cock and mewed softly as he filled her completely…
She was flirting with disappointment without even being aware of it.
Once she began to ride his cock, Heath asked, “Can you feel his piercing?”
“No,” she answered on a groan.
“Most likely due to the condom,” Dayne forced out, not really in the mood for conversation. He was already clinging to the edge of sanity by a quickly fraying thread and they had only just begun.
He collared her throat with one hand and fisted her hair into a ponytail with the other since she seemed to be into the hair pulling. That also exposed the delicate nape of her neck. It was too damn tempting.
When he sank his teeth in gently, she twitched against him. That might have just backfired on him.
He shot a pleading look to Heath, who instantly recognized it and sprang into action. “What do you need to come, sweetheart? Tell us what you want.”
“Keep doing what you’re doing and…”
“And?” Heath prodded.
“Talk dirty to me.”
Talking dirty was one of Dayne’s favorite hobbies. It might distract him enough to hang on longer, or…it might sabotage him.
You cannot disappoint her.
He again caught Heath’s attention and jerked up his chin in a silent plea.
With a quick answering nod, Heath began to tell her everything he wanted to do to her this week, whether it was over the top or not.
Dayne had to block out his gravelly voice and his words.
Instead, he concentrated on controlling every move Cara made.
Slowing her down or making her pause when necessary.
He had no choice but to guide her because he was having trouble controlling himself.
This hadn’t happened to him in a very long time.
What was it about her, and maybe even Heath, that made him revert back to when he was less experienced?
When he was practically in the same place Cara was experience-wise?
Ignore the way Heath’s making her squirm with his touches and words. Ignore the fact her pussy’s pulsing around you and her whimpers and gasps are trying to permeate your brain. Trying to wreck you.
Ignore it all.
He blew out a breath. Damn it , he couldn’t. She was going to break him. Since running into her last night escaping the party, all he wanted was this chance.
Don’t fucking blow it.
“Baby, you have to come soon.” Did that sound like a whimper? He hoped not.
“I want to…”
Just do it!
“I… Oh …Just…” She wiggled as if she was trying to free herself from his tight grip.
He released her so she could do her thing and immediately clenched his teeth when she began to bounce wildly on his lap.
A muscle jumped in his cheek as he fought his own release as long as he could and began to count backwards in his head. Ten… Nine… Eight… Seven…
Six. Five. Four. Three. Two…
Oh, thank fuck.
Her body bowed against him as an orgasm ripped through her .
It didn’t even take a fraction of a second before he gave up and gave in.
With a lift of his hips, he came.
It took him a minute for the euphoria to pass, for the world around him to return to his consciousness. Once it did, he brushed his lips over the soft skin at her nape and finally released her hair.
Heath helped her off his lap. “I don’t think I’ve seen anything more beautiful than when you come, sweetheart.”
“I have to agree,” Dayne said. “But you run a close second. I can’t wait to see you come when I fuck you.”