“I want to try. But…” she stalls a bit. My heart is racing. She said she will try, and that’s all I care about right now. She’s willing to give this a shot with us. I know she only means she and I, but that’s okay. If she can be brought around to this, then I’mhoping eventually she will let Cam in. She’s already kissed him, so I know she has some kind of feelings for him. “...I really don’t know what I’m doing with this type of thing,” she finishes and I release a breath I wasn’t even aware I had been holding.
I nod at her, but before I can say anything, Cam clears his throat. He leans forward, now sitting his empty glass on the table as well. “Why don’t you two take a step at a time. Maybe you will feel more comfortable, if you are sure it’s not going to bother me,” I turn my head to look at him and Lexi’s eyes move to him as well.
Camden has such a dark and devious look on his face. “How?” Lexi asks as Camden stands from the couch.
“Kiss her. Right here in front of me. You will see that I don’t get upset and maybe then you will know,” he says. I’m looking up at him standing next to me. I glance down at his crotch and a smile passes over my lips, because just the thought of us together is making him hard. I shake my head slightly and turn back to Lexi. She’s looking at him but her eyes move to mine.
I slide off of the couch onto my knees and make my way in front of her. I push her thighs apart as she sits up straighter. Her eyes are now focused on me. I can feel Camden staring at us. He hasn’t moved to leave at all.
“Kiss me, Lex,” I say as my hands travel up her thighs. The yoga pants she’s wearing are thin and I can feel her muscles jump under my touch. I focus on her eyes and her hazel green eyes are bouncing between mine and my lips. After a moment she looks up and I feel Camden move behind me, but I don’t lose my focus.
He reaches his hand and cups her chin in one hand, letting his thumb rub over her lips. “Let me watch you enjoy my wife, Sweet Girl,” he says. When he removes his hand, her eyes once again focus on me.
Her hands softly touch each of my arms and travel up the length of my arms. I shiver from the base of my spine all over. Her touch is lighting my entire body on fire right now. Is this really happening? Am I really able to enjoy this?
Lexi’s hands move over my shoulders to cup my cheeks, and we both move at the same time, tilting our heads and closing our eyes as our mouths connect in a fevered kiss. This one is sweet and damn sure not quick. It is a clashing of mouths and tongues dancing in such a primal way. I moan at the contact. Her hands move into my hair and she fists her hands holding my head still. I press my body further into hers, spreading her legs even further. I know we’re not taking this too far. I want to take things slowly with her, since I don’t want to scare her. She’s already confessed she doesn’t know what she’s doing since I’m already married and my husband is literally standing right behind me watching us.
I hear Camden growl at the sight before him. I’m sure I will benefit from this little show tonight when I finally end up in our room. I can’t wait until I can have her in there with us. The scenes and scenarios of all three of us bounce around in my head like a depraved movie that I want to act out so badly.
After a few minutes, or could have been seconds or hours for all I know, Lexi pulls back, but kisses my lips a few more times. It's strange, but I feel like she’s holding something back. Like maybe she wants more but is afraid of doing it. I know we need to build up to that, and I’m hoping she will open up to me soon.In more ways than one.
“I guess we’re doing this then, aren’t we?” she asks softly. Her hands release my hair from the hold she had on it, and move them to the nape of my neck. Smiling at her, I give a little nod pleased with how this worked out. She nudges my nose with hers and kisses me again, making me moan in delight.
“We can take it a little slow and see where this goes, okay?” I ask, and she nods.
“That sounds like a plan,” she replies. We sit there staring at one another, until I hear Cam move behind me and I look over my shoulder. Lexi looks up at him too and he’s smiling as he takes a step back.
“It’s getting late and we all had a long day. How about you two plan something for tomorrow night. Like a little date. The boys are going to be gone until Sunday. You have the whole weekend,” he says smiling. I look back at Lexi and she smiles at me.
“What do you think?” she asks me and I nod.
“That sounds great,” I say. I lean forward one more time, using her thighs to push myself to stand, but take the opportunity once more to kiss her chastely.
We both laugh. Camden places one hand on my waist as I hold my hands out to help Lexi stand up. When she stands, I step forward and wrap my arms around her waist hugging her. Her arms automatically raise to wrap around my shoulders. We hug silently for a few moments.
We pull away from each other and we all head toward our rooms. I watch as Lexi goes into her room across the hall from ours and closes the door. Camden steps into our room first ahead of me. I close our door and turn the lock, feeling him behind me before I can even turn around. His presence has always overwhelmed me, especially in the bedroom. I can feel his dominant aura heavy right now. I move to turn facing him, and his hand is around my throat in an instant pushing me against the hard door. My hands immediately grab onto the sides of his shirt, gripping the fabric tight. He presses his body into mine, looking down at me with a sinister smile on his face. “Now, Princess…” he whispers against my lips. “How wet are you for her?”
CHAPTER 13
Camden
Friday evening
Ireach down with the hand that isn’t tightly holding her neck, and unbutton her shorts. My hold is restrictive but I’m not taking her air away. She takes a ragged inhale of breath. My fingers slip inside the waistband of her shorts and just move slowly over her skin there. She doesn’t move, but her eyes dance between mine. “I asked you a question, Princess.”
Her tongue slowly slips out of her mouth, wetting her lips. I love when I catch her off guard enough to surprise her. Surprise her to the point she is unable to find her voice immediately. I can feel her heartbeat accelerate under my grip, and my brow raises still expecting an answer.
“Very wet,” she finally answers in a raspy voice. I can tell that the soft touch on her skin at the band of her shorts, with the rough hold I have on her neck is causing the lapse in communication. The contradiction in touches can cause adrenaline to rush not knowing exactly what to expect next, which is exactly how I want her right now.
I have been away for a week, which is difficult enough in and of itself, but let’s add in the visuals she’s been giving me when she called me while I was gone. Not only the details of them kissing and how much Shay enjoyed it, but also my fucking imagination going crazy. I have jerked off so many times this week, it’s a miracle my cock isn’t chaffed.
But no matter how many times I have, it still doesn’t compare to the feeling of being inside my wife. My lips quirk up in a devious smirk and I grab one side of her shorts and rip them open roughly, adding to the adrenaline rush she’s already feeling, keeping her guessing as to what I will do next. An audible gasp escapes from Shayna’s lips from the harsh action.
“Well, let’s see how wet she has you,” I say, kicking her legs apart. Her hands haven’t moved from grasping my t-shirt on my waist as her feet move abruptly. Her head is tilted up staring in my eyes and mine haven’t left hers either. I tower over her small frame. I stand at six foot two inches tall and she’s a foot smaller than I am at five foot two.
My hand slowly moves down past her shorts into her panties, feeling her soaking wet pussy. I run my fingers just over the seam, letting it slide softly through the wetness there. My middle finger just barely pressing on the seam, not enough to delve inside. My forefinger and ring finger rubbing each of the lips there, spreading her arousal all over. Her eyes flutter closed and she brings her bottom lip into her mouth biting it.
I lean forward, still working my hand inside her panties, nipping her ear lobe with my teeth. My tongue darts out, licking the shell of her ear. When I speak, my hot breath fans over her ear causing her to shiver.
