Oliver by Caitlyn Willows Read Free Book Online

that was fear or anger in her eyes. Oliver smiled and brushed the backs of his fingers over her cheek.
    “This moment we’re about to enjoy has nothing to do with discipline. This is about pleasure, about becoming reacquainted at a leisurely pace.” He hooked his finger through her belt, slowly releasing the knot.
    “You’ll…you’ll be having your way with me.”
    Her softly spoken words raised Lucas’s cock. A glance at Oliver’s crotch revealed an equally hard erection straining for freedom.
    “Or…you’ll be having your way with us.”
    Oliver turned her to face Lucas and peeled her robe down her shoulders. He refused to look at those hideous red scars marring her once beautiful back and focused instead on the nipples thrusting out through her short white nightgown.
    “Look at that beautiful man stretched out before you. Look how he aches for your touch. How in the world could you possibly resist when you know he’s yours for the taking?”
    Lucas dragged his gaze to her face. Her eyes were glazed with a lust he thought had died ages ago.
    “I can tell you like that idea.” Oliver leaned close enough to lick the pulse throbbing at her throat. Her breath caught. Her eyes closed. “Show her what she’s been missing all these years.” Her eyelids drifted open.
    Keeping his gaze riveted on hers, Lucas pulled his underwear down and off his legs. He fisted his hand around the base of his erection and stroked just enough to draw a lubricating drop of precum into his grip.
    “Impressive as always, isn’t he?” Oliver pressed his palm against her belly. “Remember how he used to feel inside you? How that upward curve of his cock used to hit you in all the right places? Give him a peek of what he wants.”
    He inched her nightgown up until Lucas could see the auburn curls at her crotch.
    Oliver lifted her arm in a loose hold. Goose bumps dotted her skin as he made his way toward her hand. He folded his fingers over hers and guided them to her pussy.
    “Show him how wet that makes you.”
    Lucas squeezed his cock to stop the rush. Oliver was a master of seduction. A skill Lucas had learned and executed very well…with every other woman except this one. Now he understood one of the reasons why. He’d been afraid of her judging him against Oliver and finding him lacking. In the end, he’d sealed his own fate.
    No more . This was his chance at redemption. Not in Merideth’s eyes but his own.
    Her middle finger slipped between the cleft of her body. He got a glimpse of her ripe clitoris before the rest of her hand hid it. She dipped inside and drew out a glistening digit. Oliver lifted her hand until he could burrow his nose into her palm.
    “Heavenly.”
    A long sweep of his tongue traveled over her palm and up to the tip of her finger. Oliver inhaled, then sucked it into his mouth. Lucas’s balls tightened. He shifted to his knees and crawled forward. Oliver wedged his knees between hers and parted her labia for Lucas’s mouth. He latched on without hesitation, sucking the hard flesh between his lips, reveling in her deep-throated groan and the way she pivoted into his face.
    Lucas dug his fingers into her ass cheeks, holding her in place while he sucked and tunneled his tongue into her heat. She dropped her hands to his head, tugging frantically at his hair. At some point, he realized Oliver had stepped away. He heard a drawer slide open, the rip of a condom package. The mattress dipped ever so slightly with Oliver’s weight.
    Merideth’s juices covered his face. Tension locked her thighs. She gripped his hair, her groans falling upon him like a benediction from the sex gods above. He felt the quiver of her approaching orgasm and sucked harder. Merideth thrashed into him. He loved the way she unconsciously tried to take control. Loved it too much. It was all he could do to remind himself this was about her, not him. That this was another way in which he’d failed her.
    He delivered a stinging slap to