Jace had beaten her at her own game in the make-it-new pleasure department.
He’d been fairly tight-lipped about his lunch with Michael, giving her only a few insights. But he’d confessed that he’d had an epiphany while he’d been there and was excited to “surprise” her.
She’d been game to play along.
They’d been bantering back and forth for two days, building their excitement for what was to come. During it all, Jason had banned her from entering the guest room in the basement. She’d been beyond curious about what he’d been doing down there.
Tonight the time had finally arrived to find out.
Her husband had come home early with champagne and takeout from one of their favorite restaurants. They’d eaten at the kitchen table by candlelight. Once they were done, and fully stimulated by all their sexy talk, he’d knotted a scarf around her eyes and led her down to the bedroom.
This guest room was rarely ever used. Caroline’s mother was its exclusive visitor. Genevieve Bowman preferred the big walk-in bathroom they’d remodeled down there to the smaller shared one upstairs. This was an older home, without many of the standard conveniences now found in most new homes.
Jason dropped the blindfold once he’d ushered her into the room, and she’d been amazed—and a little overwhelmed—by what she’d seen.
He’d created a private sex lair for them.
There was no better word for it.
A huge flat-screen TV had been mounted on one wall. A swing dangled from the ceiling in the middle. The queen-size bed that had been there had been pushed into the far corner, and there were mirrors on the ceiling above it. Jason had even repainted the walls a dark plum to make it more intimate.
“I don’t know what to say,” she’d stammered. Porn had already been queued up, and it was one of her favorites. The couple in this one actually seemed like they were enjoying the act, and the woman had an orgasm in the end.
“Say you love it,” Jason had said with a smile.
Remembering her decision to do whatever it took, she’d turned a mischievous grin on her husband and said, “I love it.” She’d meant it. “Let’s start with the swing.”
So there they were.
And it was amazing.
“This is so hot,” Jace groaned. “Why didn’t we think of doing this sooner?” He swung her out and pinned her back onto his hard cock. Caroline moaned along in pleasure, angling her pelvis perfectly so it fit firmly against her husband’s hard abs. The intensity of the motion made her want to shout and tears had sprung into her eyes.
It was
that
good.
“We didn’t think of this sooner because you don’t go out to lunch with Michael often enough,” Caroline answered. Once she caught her husband’s look of surprise, she continued with, “Don’t think…yes,
please
, just like that… I don’t know where this idea came from. You didn’t want to tell me, but I knew it the moment you said you had a plan that it came from
Michael
.” Her voice went up on the last word as Jace clapped her against him hard, her toes curling in pleasure.
Jason braced his legs apart, not answering as he guided her onto him again and again until they were both sweating. “Who cares where the idea came from?” he finally answered, stilling her by gripping her waist tightly, his fingers digging deliciously into her skin. Then he began to impale her with firm, quick thrusts from his talented hips, banging into her, causing the swing to move just enough to allow her to bounce back against him, hard.
“
Ohhhh
,” Caroline groaned. “There’s so much…friction. It feels so good.” She wiggled her ass, trying to get closer to him.
He thrust twice more, his hands still gripped firmly around her waist, and then he stopped, locking her in place, his cock buried inside her. He kept her nailed to him as he leaned over and took a tight nipple in his mouth and sucked.
Caroline gasped as she tossed her head back. It dangled in space with no support, her long hair swaying back and forth, adding to all the luxurious new sensations.
He broke the seal on her breast and started to swing her again, her head still arched backward. “What if I told you this was Michael and Piper’s swing?” he confessed in a low tone. “That I borrowed it?” Caroline’s head whipped up as her husband’s hands began to move the swing faster. He pumped into her. Each thrust became more frantic than the next.
“What are you talking about?” Caroline cried.
“This swing”—he thrust—“is theirs. Michael told me that sex in this had the potential”—faster—“to be mind-bending”—another thrust—“but I couldn’t find one in town”—he grunted as he brought them together hard, the sound of their bodies connecting drowning out the moaning from the porn—“so I did the next best thing. I borrowed theirs.”
“Jace,” Caroline gasped. She couldn’t think with him pumping inside her. “That’s so—”
“Fucking hot, Caroline,” he panted. “It’s so fucking hot. Seeing you spread like this with your tits bouncing in the air and your beautiful ass propped up for me is so damn perfect.” He stopped the momentum and slipped out to the very tip, barely seated inside her, and held her there.
It was divine torture.
She wriggled, trying to get closer. She needed him deep.
“But, Jace, then Michael and Piper know we—”
“Came all night long in their swing,” he agreed, plunging into her. She yelled, her voice breaking. “They do.” He withdrew, then entered her again slowly, using his hands to mold her thighs tightly around him, staring down at her. “And every time they use it, they’re going to think about us fucking in it.”
Caroline groaned at his words, dropping her head back again, giving in to the pleasure.
Jace had just sent her libido skyrocketing into overdrive by mentioning their neighbors, and she began to squirm, moving her hips in time to his thrusts, eager to climax. Caroline wanted him to keep talking, even though she desperately didn’t want to admit it. “More, Jace, just like that,
please
,” she said. “I’m so close.”
“You liked what I just said, didn’t you?” Jace murmured. “I know your moans, Caroline. Knowing that our friends will know you were firmly locked around my cock, getting off on their swing, got you hot. You were into this before, but now you’re on fire.” He rammed himself into her. “Admit it.”
Caroline couldn’t answer. Instead, she felt all her nerve endings start to tingle deep within her. He was right. She was turned on by what he’d said, but all she could manage was one word. “More.”
* * *
Jace had no problem obliging his wife. He would give her more of his cock and more of what he knew she craved—and he’d be happy to deliver both. After his lunch with Michael, he’d done a lot of soul searching. What got Jace off the most was watching his wife become unhinged while he fucked her. It always had been that for him. And if that’s what it took, so be it. “What if I told you”—he brought her in hard—“Michael and Piper were standing right outside the bedroom door? Listening to your screams”—he swung her out and right back onto his waiting dick—“getting ready to fuck right now to the sound of your moans?”
“Oh, Jace,
oh
,” Caroline groaned. “Yes! Whatever you’re doing—just keep doing it!”
His wife was too far gone in her passion to know what she was saying, and it drove him crazy.
Her head was thrown back, her breasts heaving each time he rammed into her. He wanted to lick them, but he couldn’t reach her in this position without stopping, and that wasn’t going to happen. He knew how he was going to finish her off, and he almost couldn’t wait. “I set up an intercom, Caroline. They
can
hear you right now,” Jace whispered as he entered her to the hilt. “Michael agreed to lend us his swing, but only if they could be a part of it.” He slowed the pace, because he knew she was on the absolute brink.
“
Ahhh
,” Caroline cried, shaking her head, trying to raise it, but not succeeding. “Jace…no…” Her chest expanded, her nipples quivering with her quick breaths.
Jace knew the pleasure would be too great for her to argue. “No to what, babe? No to more of my cock driving into you?” He ground himself into her, thrusting hard. “Or should I tell you that Michael promised to have his dick buried deep inside Piper when they heard your moans getting frantic?”
“Jace…I…
can’t
…”
“He also said the moment you come, he will, too.” Jace reached out to his frenzied wife, who was bucking against his cock, searching for her release, and laid his thumb between her legs, right at her core. He gave one hard, swift rub while he thrust into her. “He’s coming right now, Caroline. He can’t wait. You’re too fucking hot. He’s roaring his pleasure, and his dick is erupting as we speak.”
Two more thrusts, and his wife exploded around him, her body spasming hard.
He yelled as he came, right behind her, tightening his grip on her hips and grinding her to him as he ejaculated inside her.
It was sublime.
Once they were done, they were both out of breath and covered in sweat.
Then, out of nowhere, Caroline’s hand shot out and slapped him in the chest, stinging his pec. “You asshole! I can’t believe you did that!” She was trying to squirm away from him, but the swing made it impossible for her to gain any leverage.
He held her steady for a moment as he eased out of her. The porn behind them was too loud, so he grabbed the remote off the dresser and punched mute. “What are you talking about? You just had a huge, unbelievable orgasm. It was incredible!”
“First of all, none of what you just told me better be true, Jason Stratton,” she fumed. “Those were cheap shots to get me hot, right? If they weren’t, I’m moving myself into the nearest hotel while you put the house on the market. I told you I didn’t want our neighbors knowing about our sex life. I was very clear about that, so this better be a joke.”
Jace helped his wife out of the contraption. “Of course it wasn’t true,” he said. “Well, the swing
is
Michael and Piper’s, but I’m returning it to them as soon as ours gets delivered. I had to order it from Sweden, and it was going to take too long to get here. But there’s no intercom, and I didn’t breathe a word to Michael about what we were doing.” Another slap. “
Ow
! Caroline, what’s gotten in to you? We just had great sex. Who cares how we got there?”
“I do! I care!” Once she was out of the swing, she stalked toward the door, bending over on the way out to grab her clothes, slamming the door behind her.
Jace followed, grabbing his boxer briefs as he went. He opened the door. “Hey, wait a second!” he called, one leg in his underwear. But Caroline was already up the stairs.
Once he got his briefs on, he bounded up to the kitchen, where his wife was already dressed, standing in front of the fridge with the door open. She took out a carton of orange juice. He watched her grab a glass and quietly sit at the kitchen table. He walked over and pulled out the chair next to hers and sat. “Come on, Caroline, you have to talk to me. This is crazy.”
“And exactly what would you like to talk about?
Hmm
?” she asked, her voice as angry as he’d ever heard it. “That you believe the only thing that gets me to come is talking about our neighbors?”
Jace shrugged as he sat back. “I used what worked. I didn’t, for a single moment, think I shouldn’t. I threw out Michael and Piper, and you instantly got hotter. There was nothing wrong with that. Our sex life is still private. I have no idea why you’re so upset. We banter all the time in bed.”
She picked up her glass, now full of juice, and drained it, then set it back down. “You know, I would’ve had an orgasm without you saying those things.” Her face was set. “I was hooked into a freaking sex swing! With porn blaring in the background. Do you honestly think there wasn’t enough stimulation around me to have a great orgasm? I was almost there on my own without all the extra tidbits, and then you had to go and add other people!”
Jace grabbed the OJ carton and upended it, drinking straight from the spout. After he finished it, he set it down and tried to figure out how to soothe his upset wife. “I know you would’ve orgasmed, but I wanted it to be amazing, so I used what I thought would work the best. I’m sorry. I didn’t know it was off-limits to make things up. I was never trying to upset you. Over the last week, we’ve had great sex, and I didn’t think you wanted to go back to ordinary, so I brought up the stuff that’s gotten us heated. That’s it.”
“
Ordinary
? How is our sex life ordinary when I’m cinched up in a harness dangling from the ceiling?” Caroline asked, her expression amazed. “And how could you
not
know I was still sensitive about the neighbors after what happened with Piper in this very kitchen? It’s like you have rocks tumbling around in your head instead of a brain. I don’t need our friends thrown in my face every time we have sex for the rest of my life! I don’t care how hot it makes me. I want it to stop!”
Jace realized she was shaking and leaned forward, grasping one of her wrists. She let him, which he took as a win. “Caroline, I hear what you’re saying, and I won’t do it again if you don’t want me to. But there’s no shame in what we just did. You have to realize that. You were hot, you were horny, and you would’ve come on your own, but when I brought up other people, you went into overdrive. I
like
you in overdrive. The best sex we have is in that gear. I will honor your request, but I’m not agreeing with.”