“Yes,” he murmured between licks. “I think they’d do anything to get us over there. And that would be hot.”
“Hot, and we wouldn’t have to do anything but watch.” She bent her head back and let it dangle off the bed, her hips still thrusting against her husband’s hungry mouth.
“We’ll tape Pete’s dick sliding in and out of Emma’s tight pussy.”
“Oh.” Caroline shuddered. “Yes.”
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” Jace said. “Emma likes us to watch. That’s her thing. I bet she’ll put on quite a performance for us, and she’ll come hard for the camera multiple times.” His hands slid up to her breasts, his fingers finding her nipples. “We already know they love licking and sucking for an audience.”
“They do. I know it will be hot.” Caroline arched into his grasp, moaning as he twisted and pulled her peaks. “Just imagining them going at it, fucking like rabbits, is almost too much.”
“I can’t stand it anymore.” Jace reared up, grabbed on to Caroline’s hips, and entered her quickly, pumping hard. “That’s it, babe. I’m going to make you lose your mind.”
“It feels so good, Jace.” She thrashed from side to side. “More.” Without missing a beat, he drew her up by the waist and propped a pillow under her ass. Then he spread her thighs in front of him, placing his thumb against her clit and rubbed. Having her hips higher meant his cock was hitting her in just the right spot. “Oh, yes, right there,” Caroline moaned.
“I wonder how long Pete will have to fuck Emma before she comes. He likes breasts. I bet he sucks hers while she orgasms, like this.” Jace’s mouth covered a nipple as he drove into her, pulling hard.
“Jason!” Caroline cried. She was right on the edge, and he was pounding into her so forcefully the entire bed shook.
The man was on a mission.
“Then maybe when we’re ready”—he took her other nipple into his mouth—“we’ll take a turn, and they can watch my hard cock pumping in and out of your sweet pussy. I’d love watching you explode over and over again on camera, coming hard, your abs seizing as the orgasm rocked your fucking beautiful body—”
Caroline gave way beneath him, coming in spasms around his cock. He was so sexy. She was so disoriented from the intense feelings of the orgasm she almost forgot where she was for a moment.
Once she calmed down, her husband began to move inside her again. He’d held off while she’d come. She was wet before, but she was drenched now. She panted as she lifted her head up. “You’re on fire.”
“Babe, you ignite that flame. Admitting you want to watch the Slaters have sex was like lighting a stick of dynamite. It’s beyond sexy. Now I’m going to fuck you hard until I come again.” He bent over and placed his fists on either side of her head and began to pound into her, whipping his pelvis up with every thrust.
“Yes,” Caroline moaned, closing her eyes, letting her head dip back over the edge of the bed again as more sensations washed over her. Everything was so raw. As Jace moved faster and their bodies slapped together, the noise reverberated around the room, heightening the experience. Jace’s muscles strained, and his biceps locked. “Ahhh,” she cried, her hips coming up off the bed meeting him as she came again.
Jace didn’t stop his assault. Instead, he buried his face in her neck and rammed her until he found his release a few seconds later. “Caroline,” he cried. “You feel so. Fucking. Good.”
Their bodies were covered in water and sweat. Caroline was incredibly happy. It took more than a few moments to come down from the high.
Jace finally rolled off of her, taking her with him, his arms closing tightly around her.
She giggled. “You were like a caveman. That was exciting.”
“Well, my Southern wife has decided to explore the great unknown. It doesn’t get much sexier than that.”
“For your sake, I hope it does.”
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“So, you’re going with the videotape thing, huh?” Piper asked between bites of her pear and goat cheese salad. They were having lunch at Caroline’s favorite café, Jaquez. It had been kind of impromptu, but sort of planned. Piper had asked Caroline to lunch this week. Caroline just hadn’t thought it was going to be today.
“Um-hm,” Caroline replied somewhat noncommittally as she took a convenient bite of her roasted red pepper and fontina panini. It was fabulous, one of her all-time favorites.
“You don’t have to be shy about it.” Piper set her fork down and grabbed her napkin. “I think it’s great. You get in, but you don’t get dirty. Just like the car, but a little closer—like in the same room. You need slow, Caroline. Jace was right to set this up. It’s going to be awesome, you’ll see.”
She had confessed to Piper about their upcoming date with the Slaters in an e-mail. Caroline had kept it quiet for a week, because she’d needed time to let everything sink in. “I hope so. I’m super nervous.” Caroline took another bite.
Piper waved her hand in dismissal. “Don’t be. This is going to be a cake walk. You don’t even have to get naked if you don’t want to.”
Caroline coughed, thumping her chest.
She had to stop having that reaction every time something shocked her. But old habits died hard. She leaned over the table, trying not to yell. “Piper, you need to keep your voice down. You’re giving me a heart attack. I come here all the time. I don’t want these people to know anything about me.”
Piper chuckled and met Caroline halfway over the table. “No worries. No one can hear us. That lone couple over there, five tables away, look to be over seventy. And our server is God knows where. He’s probably making out with the hostess in the supply room. We’re all clear.”
Caroline glanced around, trying to be discreet. They’d come between the breakfast and lunch rushes because this was the only time Piper could get away. It was almost eleven. “Still,” Caroline whispered. “I don’t want anyone to know my business!”
Piper held her hands up in mock surrender, then picked up her fork. “I’ll be more careful. I promise.”
Caroline took another bite of her sandwich. After she swallowed, she folded her hands in her lap and said, “I’m sorry. I know I’m overreacting. I’m still struggling with this. I want to believe I’m strong enough emotionally to handle it, but I can’t help thinking Jace and I are barreling head on into a huge, crazy mistake. But I can’t seem to put on the brakes. I want it, and I don’t. The yin and yang of committing sin.”
Piper frowned. “What you’re doing is not sinful. Do you remember what I told you the day you told me about your wonderfully erotic screw-in-the-car-fest dinner? You are strong enough. The bottom line was that you had a great time. You had amazing sex with your husband.” She’d whispered the last part, glancing around to make Caroline feel better. “You didn’t do anything nefarious that night. You watched two people through a car window. That doesn’t make you a bad person. There’s no blood on your hands. Now, if they hadn’t known you were watching…” Piper chuckled as she cocked a single eyebrow. Piper was one of the most animated people Caroline had ever met. “That would be a whole different story. But you’ve got nothing to worry about. This video thing is the perfect compromise, and I guarantee it will keep you hot for a long time. I bet the amount of times you actually have to see Emma and Pete in person to get a ‘refresher’”—she made air quotes, her fork still in one hand—“will be minimal. You can just pop in the video, and voilà, all sexed up. And like I told you a minute ago, but I’ll say it quieter this time, you don’t even need to get naked”—she mouthed the word—“if you don’t want to.”