Page 57 of Forgotten Promise

One step forward, three steps back. Benjamin was holding back again, unwilling to take the first step for fear of rejection.

Kailani cast Benjamin a sideways glance, then looked back down the aisle toward the cockpit.

“Joan won’t come back unless I call for her,” Benjamin said, answering Kailani’s unspoken concern. Then he looked at John. “What kind of distraction did you have in mind?”

John had taken the lead last night in bed because he sensed that was what they’d needed. Hell, it still felt that way.

Which wasn’t a problem. John didn’t mind calling the shots. At all.

John grinned. “Given the time and space constraints, I think we’re going to have to be a little creative.”

Kailani’s knee stopped bouncing. “I’m a very creative person.”

He chuckled, even as he shook his head. “I’m sure you are, and I can’t wait for you to prove it, but…this is my show.”

“Thought last night was your show,” Benjamin said, revealing what John had suspected. Benjamin wasn’t the type of man to typically hold back, to let go of the reins in the bedroom. This time with Kailani was the exception because he still didn’t feel wanted.

Baby steps, he decided.

“Are you complaining?” John put some force behind his words, making it clear it wasn’t up for debate.

His lovers responded exactly as he expected. Kailani’s face flushed with instant arousal, while Benjamin’s eyes narrowed—a blink and you missed it reaction—before he schooled his features.

“No. I’m not complaining,” Benjamin replied brusquely. In Denver, John had the element of surprise on his side, Benjamin so shocked by Kailani’s willingness to include him that he’d followed John’s lead without comment, probably afraid of saying the wrong thing and pushing Kailani away.

While the hesitance was still there, Benjamin’s true nature was chafing at the bit.

John leaned back in his seat, stretching his legs out and assuming a lord of the manor attitude. He captured Benjamin’s gaze, then tilted his head toward Kailani. “Take off her blouse,” he demanded. “I want to see her tits.”

Benjamin’s brows furrowed, and John waited, expecting him to refuse while praying he didn’t.

If—when—this trinity was solidified, there would most likely be a day of reckoning for him and Benjamin as far as sex was concerned. For one thing, they both had alpha tendencies. For another, the sexual tension between them was almost suffocating. It would be interesting—and fun—to see how things shook out for them physically. John had never had a dick in his ass, always envisioning himself as the giver, not the receiver, but Benjamin had him reconsidering that stance.

Yet another item for the conversation the three of them needed to have. John wondered if he should start a damn list.

John raised one eyebrow imperiously, shooting Benjamin an, “I’m waiting” look.

Then he released the breath he didn’t realize he was holding when Benjamin twisted to face Kailani, unbuttoning her blouse.

“Looks like we’re giving the demanding bastard a show,” Benjamin murmured to Kailani, though there was no heat to his words. Kailani giggled, and John felt once again that everything about this was right.

Benjamin removed it and her bra, drawing the backs of his hands over Kailani’s breasts, her nipples budding. When it became apparent he intended to extend the play, reaching out to cup them, John stopped him.

“I didn’t give you permission to touch her. Put your hands down.”

Kailani took a shaky breath, whispering, “This is so hot.”

John lifted his hand to his mouth, pretending to stroke his jaw so that he might appear stoic, serious. In truth, he was trying to hide his smile.

“Kailani,” John said. “Face me, beauty. Let me see you.”

Kailani had been sitting in profile, Benjamin getting the full view, but at his command, she turned to look at him.

“Stand up and take off your jeans and panties,” he said. “Look me in the eye as you do it, let me see those pretty dark eyes.”

Benjamin started to rise, intent on claiming the seat next to John to grab a better view.

John shook his head. “Stay right where you are.”