Page 84 of Whirlwind

Parker gave him one more scrutinizing look. Then, Ben watched as his usual mask of nonchalance slipped over. “So,” Parker drawled, “I believe we had a bet.”

“We did,” Ben allowed.

“And I believe that you lost.”

Dakota giggled.

Ben gave Dakota a gentle shove, though his other arm still held them tightly to his chest. “Some help you are. You lost too, you know.”

Dakota looked up with exaggerated innocence. “I suppose I’ll have to bottom now. Whatever shall I do?”

Ben grumbled and gave them another gentle shove. The result was mostly Dakota’s thighs rubbing against his hard length. God, what a delicious morsel.

Dakota appealed to Parker with a pout. “Did you see that? He’s hitting me.”

Ben burst into laughter with Parker, while Dakota kept up a determined pout. Dakota would definitely keep them on their toes. And it was just what he needed to put his fears in perspective.

“You may recall,” Ben returned, “you were begging me to hit you just a few minutes ago.” He swept Dakota up into a kiss, willing himself to get lost in their sweet lips and not worry about what was coming next.

“I suppose,” Dakota agreed with a theatrical huff.

Parker claimed the next kiss from Dakota. Ben couldn’t tear his eyes away. He felt each shiver and strain as Dakota took everything that Parker gave.

The two of them were so sexy together. Ben could watch them all day.

Parker kissed his way down Dakota’s cheek and then whispered something in their ear. Dakota’s eyes lit up.

Well, whatever it was would certainly be interesting.

Given what Ben knew was coming, he hoped he could handle it. No, he reminded himself, Parker knows what he’s doing.

“Come here, sweet thing,” Parker drew Dakota off the bed until they were standing. Then he grabbed a pillow and placed it on the floor in front of a chair.

It was a wide, deep brown, leather chair that Ben just knew had been chosen for its kinky possibilities.

“I bet you’re a good little cocksucker, aren’t you,” Parker cooed. “Want to show us what you need?”

Dakota nodded eagerly.

“Get down on your knees, then.” Parker gestured to the pillow as his voice grew harsh. “Show Ben what you can do.”

Dakota sank to their knees, facing the chair, and waited in perfect position.

It took Ben a moment to realize what was going on. Parker was moving the bet along, but giving Ben back some of the control.

Ben rose and stalked over to the chair. Before he sat, he teased Dakota’s greedy mouth with his tip, then sank down to the cushioned seat.

Dakota’s body was still, but they eagerly swayed just the slightest bit forward.

Ben grabbed their hair and angled their mouth open. “Suck.”