Page 58 of Forgotten Promise

Kailani wasted no time shedding the rest of her clothing. Standing before him nude, she kept her hands by her sides. Unlike Benjamin, she had no problem waiting for orders.

John shifted forward in his seat. The aisle between them was narrow, less than three feet, so it was a simple thing for him to reach up to draw a single fingertip down the center of Kailani’s body. He started at the base of her throat, traveling through the valley of her breasts, over her flat stomach until he reached her pussy.

Pushing that one finger through the well-trimmed hair, he found her clit, drawing a circle around it as Kailani’s breathing became shallow.

“Please,” she whispered.

“Spread your legs apart,” he said, nudging at the inside of her ankles to move her along.

As he continued to play with her clit, keeping his touch purposely too light, he glanced behind her. Benjamin was leaning forward on the couch, peering around her waist to watch him.

“Move behind her,” John directed, barely sparing Benjamin a glance as he left her clit, pushing his finger between her legs, stroking between her pussy lips. God, she was soaking wet and so fucking hot.

Once Benjamin was in place, John continued drawing a straight line along her slit, from her ass to her pussy to her clit, back and forth. It was just enough to keep her on edge without giving her what she really wanted. He’d watched her last night, seen how she liked a rough touch, pleasure blended with pain.

With his free hand, he crooked a finger at her. “Bend forward.”

So far, she’d responded without hesitation, but this time…she paused. Because following his instructions meant her ass would basically be right in Benjamin’s face.

“Kailani,” he said sternly.

The threat lacing the tone worked. She bent at the waist, her hands resting on the arms of his chair, her face now level with his.

Benjamin hummed in appreciation.

“Last night I got to eat your pussy, but he didn’t. We’re going to continue to expand on the threesome experience since the two of you failed to practice back when you had a chance,” John said, his lips brushing Kailani’s in a soft kiss. “Reach back and grasp your ass cheeks, pull them apart for Benjamin.”

He gripped her waist with his free hand, steadying her as Kailani’s hands moved, stopped, then moved again, as she struggled to obey.

“Do it, Kailani,” Benjamin demanded, the dominant slipping out. “Let me see you. All of you.”

“Be quiet,” John said to Benjamin, when he saw her stiffen ever so slightly. “Do only as I say.” He was speaking to Benjamin, though his gaze was locked on Kailani’s face.

She grinned when he winked at her, something that Benjamin couldn’t see, trying to set her at ease.

Reaching behind her, she gripped her ass cheeks and parted them.

Benjamin muttered a soft curse. It was pure appreciation. And hunger.

John pulled his finger away from Kailani’s clit, and she moaned, annoyed by the loss. He half expected her to complain, to demand he touch her again. John harbored no illusions that if this trinity remained, there would be nights when Kailani would demand to be the one calling the shots.

“Run your tongue along her slit, Benjamin. Taste our woman.”

Kailani’s stuttered breathing and the way her eyes drifted closed let John know Benjamin had followed his orders without delay.

“Open your eyes. Watch me,” John said, pleased when she obeyed. Their faces were so close, he could feel the heat of her breath on his face, smell the sweet coffee.

Leaning back, John unfastened his jeans, lifting his hips so that he could push them down to his ankles.

“Commando,” Kailani murmured.

Benjamin’s head appeared around her ass, his gaze drifting down to steal a peek of John’s hard cock.

John narrowed his eyes at Benjamin, who gave him a shameless grin before disappearing behind Kailani again.

“Jesus,” she breathed. Benjamin was clearly enjoying his assigned task.

John gripped his dick firmly, running his hand up and down the thick shaft as Kailani watched. “You’re going to suck it for me.”

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