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again. She found a slow rhythm of
insertion and withdrawal, obviously not wanting to hurt him as she
slowly claimed his ass.
    “Do you like it?” she asked with a tremulous
voice.
    “Yes. You can do it harder.” Please, do it
harder.
    She worked up her courage and her speed.
Filling him. Filling him. Oh God, filling him. What was wrong with
him that he liked this so much? What would a real cock feel like
inside him? What would a huge, hard cock like Kelly’s feel like?
Kelly’s hand stroking him. Cock filling him. Hand stroking him.
Owen’s dick and balls hung freely beneath him, so his orgasm caught
him completely by surprise. He cried out as he began to spurt. His
load caught him in the chin.
    Caitlyn abruptly stopped moving.
“ Kelly ?” she said.
    Still trembling, Owen lifted his head. Had
Kelly returned? Had he seen how hard Owen had come while being
fucked? He listened—no one had entered the room. “What?” Owen
said.
    “Why did you call Kelly’s name when you
came?”
    Heat flooded Owen’s face. “I didn’t.”
    “Were you thinking of him while I was fucking
you?”
    “No!” Yes, he thought, God, yes. He squeezed
his eyes shut against the emotions welling up inside him.
    She pulled out and pressed her face against
his back, dropping gentle kisses along his spine. “Does he know how
you feel about him?” she asked.
    No, he thought, God, no.
    “I don’t have feelings for him,” Owen said
with a snorted laugh. “I thought your name was Kelly. Sorry about
that. I just have sex with so many women, I lose track of names. It
was Caitlyn, right?”
    “Yeah, it’s Caitlyn. Don’t worry, sweetie. I
won’t tell him,” she said. “But you should.”
    No way ever in fucking hell would he tell
Kelly that he’d started having fantasies about him when they’d
stopped touching each other. No way. And he would definitely not
tell him that he’d been fantasizing about him while being fucked.
Or that the thought of Kelly fucking him had turned him on so much
that he’d come without any stimulation to his cock at all.
    “Well, that was fun,” she said after a moment
of his silence. “Do you want to continue?”
    “I want you to untie me now,” he said.
Because he was going to fuck her brains out to show her that he was
not infatuated with his friend. He was one hundred percent
hot-blooded heterosexual male and when he was finished with her,
she wouldn’t ever be able to forget it.

Chapter Four
    Caitlyn wasn’t sure if she should untie Owen
or not. He was obviously feeling very vulnerable. And it seemed he
hadn’t yet come to terms with what was in his heart. Caitlyn didn’t
have a problem with him not feeling a deep emotional connection
with her. They’d just met; it wasn’t as if she’d expected him to
fall madly in love with her. She’d only wanted to have a little
fun. To feel sexy. He’d given her both already. But damn he looked
hot all tied and helpless. And God, she’d made him come hard, even
if he had been thinking of someone else at the time.
    Now that the sexual excitement had drained
from his body, he looked like he needed someone to hold him and
tell him everything was going to be all right. That instinct to
care for him won out in the end. She removed the strap-on, tossed
it in the sink, and then climbed up onto the bed beside him. She
stroked his hair gently as she tried to gauge his emotions and he
did his damnedest not to meet her eyes.
    “Thanks for fulfilling my fantasy,” she said.
Her fingers moved to the ropes that bound him and she carefully
untied the first knot. “I know it’s weird, but I’ve always wanted
to screw a man. I just wanted to see what it was like.”
    “I told you I was up to try anything. Do you
have any other kinky fantasies you’ve never been able to play
out?”
    She chuckled. “Doesn’t everyone?”
    “You’ll have to tell me about them.”
    Caitlyn released the ropes binding Owen one
at a time. She wanted to get some answers from him