Page 14 of Unbridled

“That one.” She lifted her chin toward the blanket.

He followed her line of sight. “I see three men in that group. You need to be more specific.”

“The one with the short dark hair and the scruff on his face. The abs.”

Did she actually sigh out the word “abs?”

Dayne focused on the man she pointed out. It was the first time he’d noticed this particular guest. He might have only checked in this morning. If Dayne had to choose someone from the group—either man or woman—he most likely would’ve chosen him, too. He and Cara must have similar tastes. That might work in his favor.

However, Dayne might need to keep an eye on him. For his own selfish reasons, of course. Especially since the man had no problem being sexually involved with the other two men in the group.

Unlike his twin, he never kept it a secret that he’d have sex with anyone he was attracted to. It didn’t matter to him if it was a man or woman. When the chemistry and experience were present, it made sex even better. More satisfying.

For him, anyway.

That chemistry seemed to exist with Cara from the moment she ran into him last night. However, he had no idea if she felt the same about him. Maybe not, if she was looking elsewhere. But then, he’d also told her to pick someone out from the group in front of her. Technically, he stood behind her. “Can I touch you?”

“You already did.”

That was nothing. “Enough to make you come.”

Her answer got caught in her throat. She cleared it and tried again. “Here?”

“Yes, here. While we watch them. If you want, I can give you that elusive orgasm.”

“Are you cocky or simply confident?”

His lips curved up slightly. “Both.”

“At least you’re not afraid to admit it.”

“I have my faults.”

“Don’t we all,” she whispered.

“The fact is, I’m confident enough to know where not only your clit and G-spot are, but what to do with them. Best of all, I come with no strings attached. That means if I can’t make you come, then you are free to find someone else who can. No messy breakup needed if you’re not sexually satisfied.”

“It sounds like you’re trying to sell yourself.”

“I’m simply spitting facts. So, I ask again, can I touch you?”

“I…”

“It’s a simple yes or no.”

“A touch can consist of a punch to the face or a tickle. I’m not sure it’s so simple.”

“I promise not to punch you. Any touch would simply be for pleasure. You can withdraw your consent at any time.”

If she hesitated any longer, everyone on that blanket might soon be done.

“Okay.”

Hot damn.Deep down he wasn’t expecting her to agree, but was pleased to see she was open to trying new things as well as new people.

Hooking an arm around the front of her shoulders, he pulled her into him, pressing his chest to her back. It wasn’t the only thing pressing into her. His cock was hard and he wouldn’t bother to hide that fact. “Prepare to be impressed. And yes, that was cocky.” Her body shaking against him with silent laughter made him smile.

Now he needed to get to work impressing her and make sure she agreed for him to be her personal guide. He wasconvinced the amount of work he was willing to put in would be worth it when it came to the resulting rewards.

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