He shrugged. “I just know.”
I lowered my voice. “I can’t believe he’s here. I want to meet him.”
Ward’s gaze looked over my shoulder toward Vaughn. “Maybe we should wait until after he—does his thing.”
I turned back around. “Yeah.”
Ward took my glass and set it on a table with his. His hand slipped into the top of my dress, and he began to caress my breast. I looked back at Vaughn, watching and waiting to see what he would do next. He too was looking back at us, his legs spread as though he were enjoying the show.
“What is it about Vaughn that turns you on?” Ward asked into my ear. “Is it his hair?” I shrugged, not taking my gaze off the rock star. “Do you want me to grow my hair like that?”
I shook my head. “No.” I liked the way my husband looked with his short dark brown hair, clean-shaven face, and dreamy green eyes. He was perfect for me. That was why I’d married him. But everyone had a celebrity crush. I knew that Ward’s was actress Amanda Bennett, and if she were here, he would be staring too.
“Is it his eyes? The way he’s watching that guy finger fuck that woman?”
I looked over at Michael and then back at Vaughn. “Maybe.”
“Is it his lips? Do you think he could eat you better than I do?” Ward’s hand pulled out of the top of my dress and skimmed my side, feeling every curve I had.
“I—I don’t think so,” I admitted, though the thought made me curious.
Ward’s hand slipped under the hem of my dress and pushed my panties to the side. Two fingers entered me. “Is it his fingers? Do you think his guitar fingers could strum you better than me?”
I swallowed, and as though Vaughn heard us, he looked up and made eye contact with me. His gaze dropped to where Ward was fingering me under my dress. “He’s watching us, Kiera,” Ward stated as he continued to finger fuck me. “Do you want me to ask him to join us?”
I opened my mouth to respond, but no words came out as I watched Vaughn stand. My light brown eyes widened as he moved closer, my heart beating faster in my chest. Would Ward do that? We’d briefly talked about it before leaving the house, but it was never said if either one of us would be okay having someone join us.
“Do you want to ask him?” I finally asked as Vaughn stopped in front of us, and leaned against the back of a couch facing us. He was mere feet from us, and if I reached out, I could almost touch him.
Ward didn’t respond, but I assumed he was looking at Vaughn too because Vaughn’s gaze would move from where Ward was still pleasuring me and up to my eyes and then over my shoulder where Ward’s head was.
“How about you come and let him see how hot you look when you shatter by my touch?”
My legs spread a little wider on their own, needing Ward’s fingers to go deeper. They did, and his thumb started to rub against my clit, causing me to moan. Vaughn’s stare met mine, and I was so turned on by him watching us that I had forgotten the plan was to watch others, not someone watchingus.
Vaughn bit his lip, which caused me to do the same. With the sounds of pleasure in the air, and the way Ward was working me hard and deep, I was on the verge of shattering with Vaughn the Rock Star watching me.
Ward started to raise the bottom of my dress up. “Are you going to let him see your pussy pulse around my fingers, baby?”
I nodded, my eyes still on Vaughn as I listened to my husband. The moment Vaughn licked his lips as though he was dying to know what I tasted like, I came, my body quivering and pulsing and shaking as Ward held me up with one hand and continued to finger fuck me hard.
I moaned and reached up, holding onto Ward’s neck as I kept my gaze on Vaughn. Ward slowly stopped as my pussy pulsed around his fingers.
Vaughn rose off the back of the couch, and I thought he was going to ask to join us, but before he could speak, a woman came up to him. He stopped and looked over at her, and she rose on her tiptoes and whispered into his ear. His gaze moved back to me as Ward removed his hand from me, and I steadied myself. Vaughn nodded to the woman, and she walked away. He walked the few steps toward Ward and me, and I still thought that he was going to ask to be with us, to continue whatever we had started.
Instead, he leaned down and whispered into my ear, “I thought it was only fair for me to watch you since you were watching me.”
And then, he walked away.
CHAPTER FOUR
Ward
Watching Vaughn, a celebrity, look at my wife as though he wanted to fuck her made me hard. I never imagined I would want to share Kiera, but at that moment, with the heat in his eyes and the way he was licking his lips, I would have let him have a taste of what was mine. Because that was what Kiera was.
She wasmine.
Before going to Sensation, I never thought that I would be willing to have Kiera fuck another man, but the thought of her having sex with someone else was exciting to me. Maybe it was exciting thinking it would be Vaughn. I knew she had a crush on him, and if she could fulfill her fantasy of sleeping with him, that would turn me on more. My cock stiffened at the thought that after Kiera slept with him, it would bemybed—myarms—meshe would come home to.