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“Green,” she whined as I increased the vibrations by a hair. Good.
The three of us took our seats and served ourselves. I stopped the tantalizing vibrations while Ibrahim and I fed Piper bits and pieces of every dish. I leaned over to offer her a piece of steak and groaned as she wrapped her lips around my fork, her tongue peeking out to swipe a drop of sauce from her lips.
“Gorgeous,” Ibrahim breathed. She blushed prettily and waited patiently for her next bite. Ibrahim obliged, feeding her a piece of buttered bread with his fingers. The sight of her lips latched around his fingers as she licked them clean sent heat straight to my cock.
Keeping her on her knees wasn’t just about sex, it was to keep her in the right mindset, ready to follow orders, ready to accept whatever pleasure we granted her after the meal. Or during it, I thought to myself, thumbing the vibrator on again.
Piper moaned, her lips parted, need etched into her face. As I cranked up the intensity, she panted, her eyes glazing over with desire. Just as her hips twitched in search of additional friction, I turned off the vibration. She whined in protest but said nothing.
Absently, I stroked her hair, surprised when she turned her face and rubbed her cheek into my hand. For all of Ibrahim’s worry about pushing her too far, she was as content as I’d seen her since we met the previous morning.
As dinner and our quiet conversation slowed, I debated my next move. Ibrahim took it out of my hands when he invited Piper to sit on his lap. I started the vibrator up as soon as he arranged her on his thigh, and she threw her head back, letting the pleasure wash over her.
“Are you ready for dessert, princess?”
Her breathing sped up, and her eyes turned glassy as I ratcheted up the vibrations.
“Princess?”
“Yeah, I’m ready,” she gasped, squirming on his leg and biting her lip.
He reached up and pulled her lip away from her teeth with his thumb. “Save the lip biting for Benedict, okay, love?”
She laughed breathlessly, and I took pity on her, turning off the remote vibrator.
“Who has the remote?” she asked.
Ibrahim nodded at me. “Benedict thought we’d knock one more item off of your bucket list here at dinner.”
James leaned forward. “How do you feel about knocking off a few more?”
Piper’s smile lit up the goddamned room. “There aren’t many left.”
Ibrahim dipped his spoon into a bowl of chocolate mousse and brought it to Piper’s lips. Her hum of appreciation shot straight to my groin.
A drop of chocolate dripped onto her chest. “Oops,” Ibrahim chuckled.
I leaned forward and licked it off the top of her breast, then dipped my lips down and popped her nipple into my mouth, suckling it. When I sat back up, her eyes were closed, and James watched us with narrowed eyes. He rearranged the table, moving all the desserts to sit in front of Ibrahim, and dragged his chair closer.
Seeing where this was going, Ibrahim maneuvered Piper until her legs splayed over his. She arched her back and wrapped her hands around his neck when he spread his thighs wider, opening her up to our view.
James picked up a spoonful of sorbet and brought it to Piper’s lips. Instead of feeding it to her, he pulled it back and let it dribble over her nipples. “Oops,” he deadpanned. She shivered as the cold liquid hit her skin, then whimpered and mewled as James licked her clean.
I grabbed a strawberry and dipped it in whipped cream, dragging it across her nose, over her lips, and down her chest, before running it up and down her wet slit, teasing her before withdrawing it. I held her gaze as I popped it into my mouth, the tart and salty taste of her exploding in my mouth with the strawberry.
Ibrahim abandoned all pretense of feeding her and traced his fingers up and down her body, from the fingers she’d looped around his neck, down the undersides of her arms and her sides, to her wantonly spread thighs and back up again. He murmured sweet praise in her ear, telling her how beautiful, how sexy, how fucking perfect she was, as James and I served ourselves dessert off of her lush body.
“Piper,” I said, cupping her face with my hands to bring her attention to me. “Are you ready for all three of us?”
She pushed forward in Ibrahim’s lap and captured my lips with hers. “Yes, please, Benedict.”
Chapter Twelve
Piper
BENEDICT TOOK MY HANDS and tugged on them until I slid off of Ibrahim’s lap. I should have been anxious, worried about making love with three men at once. Instead, breathless anticipation coursed through my veins as he led me to the bedroom he and I had shared last night.
The vibrator flared to life. I gasped and then giggled, the intense pleasure a distraction from my nerves.
