Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78064 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 390(@200wpm)___ 312(@250wpm)___ 260(@300wpm)
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?