Thrill Me (One Night with Sole Regret 9)

If he’d been struggling to keep his feelings in check before, they grew completely ou

t of control as she caressed his lips with hers. He definitely felt more than desire in her kiss, and though his head was shouting at him to take control, to shift their focus to pure, burning passion and away from emotion, his heart wouldn’t let him. Bittersweet relief swamped him when her hand slid down his chest and stomach before circling his cock. Lust slammed into his lower belly when he deepened the maddeningly sweet kiss, and his dick stirred with excitement.

“I guess this is one benefit of being with a younger man,” she said, stroking him to readiness before scooting her chair closer and opening her legs wide. “You don’t have a recovery time of two weeks.”

She was thinking of him again. Not fondly, but Charles was definitely on her mind. Owen had to do something about that. Could he fuck the thoughts of that bastard out of her? Maybe temporarily at least.

He took a grape between his thumb and forefinger and lowered it between her legs. He traced the boundary of her clit with the firm, smooth globe before centering it over the sensitive flesh and rubbing her there until she gasped. He then popped the grape into her open mouth.

Her eyes blinked wide with shock, and she lifted a hand toward her mouth. He caught her wrist before she could pull out the grape.

“Eat it,” he said, keeping his voice deep and demanding.

“But you had that on my . . .”

“I know exactly where I had it. Chew.”

She obeyed, never taking her eyes off his.

“Swallow.”

She swallowed with a gulp.

“You have taste a woman’s cum on your list,” he said.

“I do?” She looked adorable when she was uncertain of herself.

He grinned. “If you’re in a threesome with another woman, it’s bound to happen.”

“Oh. I thought you’d be doing all the licking.”

“I could,” he said, reaching for another grape, “but you wouldn’t get the full extent of the encounter if I did all the licking.”

He traced her pussy lips with the new grape, making her shiver.

“I want the full experience, Owen. Promise you’ll whisper instructions to me. I’ve never done anything like that before, but I don’t want our partner to realize it.”

Owen’s dick throbbed with arousal at the thought of Caitlyn getting freaky with another woman while he gave instructions. The gentle tug of her hand on him only added to his excitement.

“I’ll help you.”

She sagged back against her chair. “Thank you.”

No, thank you, he thought as he dipped the tips of his fingers and the grape into her rapidly awakening pussy. Her breath caught, and her gaze shifted to the area between her splayed legs. He swirled his fingers in the margin of her opening and then lifted them, shiny with her fluids, and brought them to her lips. “Lick,” he said.

She hesitated for the briefest moment before the pink tip of her tongue stroked his fingertips.

“How do you taste?”

She licked his fingers with more attention. “I can’t taste much,” she said.

He relinquished the grape to her. “Can you taste yourself there?”

She sucked on that grape for a long moment, until his balls started to ache with their need for release, and he asked brokenly, “Caitlyn?”

“I still can’t really taste it.” One corner of her mouth quirked upward. “Maybe if you made me come.”

Now there was an idea he could get behind. He reached for another grape, but she caught his wrist. “On your cock,” she said, her chest flushing with desire. “And I’ll suck it off there.”

The woman was a fucking genius.

He pulled her chair closer, angling his hips so they’d fit together easily. She moaned when he pressed his cock into her opening and spread her legs wider. He smiled to himself when he tried to meet her eyes and found her staring at the place where their bodies were joined. He rocked slightly, so that he was barely entering her before withdrawing completely.

“Do you like to watch?” he asked, loving the little gasps of protest she released every time he pulled out.

“I think I’d be embarrassed.”

It took him a moment to gather his thoughts enough to figure out what she meant. Even the small amount of contact between his bare skin and hers felt amazing. “I meant watch me inside you, not watch another couple.”

“Mmm,” she murmured. “I definitely like that.”

She tipped forward to rest her forehead against his shoulder and moved her hand to trace the length of his shaft with one finger. That teasing touch made him tremble, until the urge to thrust deep became undeniable. His chair crashed behind him as he stood and rammed himself into her.

“Slow,” she whispered, her head unmoving against his shoulder. He presumed she was still watching his body claiming hers. “Deep but slow.”

It was damned hard to keep his emotions in check when he took it slow, but he did his best to give her what she wanted. Slow, deep strokes did give him plenty of time to relish the pleasure of each motion rather than focusing on the urgency to attain orgasm.

“I think that might be enough,” she said.

“Huh?” Fuck, she wasn’t going to make him stop, was she?

“Looks really slick and shiny. I should be able to taste my cum now.”

He’d been so caught up in the pleasure, he’d already forgotten why he’d entered her in the first place—so she could suck her fluid off his dick.

“You didn’t come yet, did you?” he asked.

“I came less than an hour ago, so I probably won’t be able to come again for a while.”

“That’s okay, take your time.” But not too long, he thought, or I’ll be the one coming.

He explored her body with both palms, grateful for her chair’s support so he could use his hands for something other than lifting her to his height. Completely lost in her, he began to churn his hips each time their bodies came together, wanting to feel more of her inside and out.

“I’m close,” she said, moving her hand between her legs to rub at her clit. He caught her hand and brought her wrist to his lips, kissing the rapid pulse thrumming there just beneath the skin.

“Don’t rush your orgasm,” he said. “Give it time to build.”

She groaned and lifted her head from his shoulder to meet his eyes. If it was hard to keep his emotions out of sex when he took it slow, it was doubly difficult to do so when she was looking at him all glassy eyed and trusting.

“I’ve never had a vaginal orgasm,” she said.

“Is that on your list?” he asked.

“I didn’t add it to my list, because I don’t think it’s possible for me.”

“I love a challenge,” he murmured, kissing her neck.

“Maybe with the piercing—Oh!”

“Maybe with less thinking.”

He was completely drenched in sweat and far less frustrated with her body’s inability to find release than she was. She was trying too hard, and that was most of her problem. He’d tackle giving her a vaginal orgasm when she wasn’t aware of his intentions.

He didn’t warn her that he’d changed his plans, just shifted his belly away from hers so he could rub her clit. She exploded within seconds, her breasts pressing into his chest and her heels digging into his ass as her back arched and she cried out with release. The tightening of her pussy around him almost pulled him over the brink with her, but he clenched every muscle in his body to hold back. She hadn’t even caught her breath when she pushed him away.

He groaned in agony when his cock popped free of her warmth. She slipped from the chair and knelt at his feet, licking and sucking her cum off his dick and balls until he fisted her hair in his hands. She opened wide for him as he thrust into her mouth. He marveled at her diminished gag reflex for a short moment, and then the pleasure of fucking her throat while she sucked was the only thing he could concentrate on. After a few strokes he pulled out to give her time to draw several labored breaths before thrusting into her mout

h again.

Minutes later, she pulled back to make a new request. “Come inside me. Mix our cum together so I can taste that too.”

The thought sent him tumbling with her to the hard, cold floor. She reached between them to help him find her when he couldn’t locate the presence of mind to untangle his fingers from her hair. Within several fast strokes, he exploded, forcing his hips to continue to pump while he came. He closed his eyes as sparks of light flashed in his vision. She squirmed to get him to roll onto his back and then slowly lifted her hips until his cock fell free. She seemed oblivious to the pull of his hands in her hair as she