Page 53 of Forgotten Promise

Benjamin once more fought the urge to take control, to be the one issuing orders.

Still in her bra and panties, Kailani crawled onto the bed and kept crawling. Benjamin spread his legs, making space for her. Her hair fell over her shoulders, dark curtains that framed her face.

She glanced at his cock, still trapped in his boxers. Benjamin held his breath, but she didn’t touch him there. Instead, she braced her hands on his chest and leaned in, her lips meeting his.

Benjamin tangled a hand in her hair and squeezed her hips with his knees.

“Touch her,” came John’s soft command.

Benjamin raised his free hand, sliding it into the space between their bodies to palm her breasts. He squeezed until she moaned, then yanked the cups of her bra down to play with her nipples.

The mattress tipped as John joined them. Then Kailani’s bra loosened, falling to lay against Benjamin’s chest, and he had better access to her breasts.

John’s hand touched Benjamin’s where it was tangled in her hair, and Benjamin yielded the position, letting his arm drop. He continued to kiss her and play with her nipples, pinching and tugging in a way she’d loved when they were young and dumb.

Kailani was pulled away from him, her gasp both shocked and aroused. John held her by the hair, forcing her upright as she knelt between Benjamin’s thighs. John grabbed the bra, still hooked on one elbow, and threw it aside. His other hand played down her front, teasing her nipples, stroking her belly, tugging her panties down until they were barely covering her.

Desire riding him hard, Benjamin sat up, gripping her hips and then fastening his lips over her nipple. John played with the other one, twisting and pinching harder than Benjamin had.

“More,” Kailani demanded.

Benjamin gently bit her, holding her nipple between his teeth and pulling back, tugging the sensitive tip with the vise of his teeth.

“I need you,” Kailani demanded.

Who? Who do you need? Benjamin wasn’t a moron, so he didn’t ask that aloud. He wouldn’t like the answer.

“Both of you,” she breathed.

“Damn right, you do,” John said, his voice hoarse.

The next thing he knew, Benjamin was being pushed back against the pillows, Kailani’s back against his chest. John yanked her panties down and off. Benjamin put a hand on her belly, sliding until his fingertips nudged the top of her curls. He stopped, unsure of his welcome.

Kailani gripped his wrist, guiding him down to touch her sex.

She was hot and wet. He dipped a finger into her entrance, drawing her body’s moisture up to her clit, but then stopped touching her there. He toyed with her, stroking and spreading her labia. Kailani’s nails dug into his wrist, her body arching up off his chest as the back of her head pressed into his shoulder.

John grabbed her legs, forcing them wide, hooking them over Benjamin’s bent knees. John knelt between Benjamin’s feet. He was naked, his cock erect, condom already on. Heavy curtains muted the afternoon light and created deep shadows in the room, but there was enough illumination that Benjamin could see the wetness at the tip of John’s cock.

“Are you going to fuck her?” Benjamin demanded roughly.

“Yes.” John leaned over them. He grabbed Benjamin’s free hand, guiding it over Kailani’s body.

Benjamin expected him to stop at her breasts, expected he’d finger her and play with her tits while John fucked her, but instead, John guided his hand to Kailani’s throat.

“I’m going to fuck her while you choke her.”

Kailani sucked in a shocked breath, while Benjamin’s mouth went dry. He stopped stroking her clit, but let his fingers rest between her pussy lips. It was his turn to whisper in her ear. “If you don’t want—”

“I do.” Kailani breathed. “I haven’t had it since that summer.”

“Why?” John demanded.

“Because I have trust issues,” she replied.

“But you trust me?” Benjamin asked, curling his hand around her neck.

“Yes…even though you’re the reason I have trust issues. I trust you.” She let out a mirthless laugh.

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