Marianne’s mind reeled. Wait a minute. Wait a minute. Wait, wait, wait. Ben wants in on what we have. He wantsto join in. Is that what I’m hearing?
Her whole body thrilled at the thought. Her pulse raced, her cunt throbbed, her nipples hardened. She almost whimpered in need and desire. Yes, yes, yes! But why in the world was Johnny telling him no?
With a sigh, Johnny said, “I will, I promise. Just give me a little more time.”
Marianne’s hand drifted up, smoothing her blouse flat against her stomach, which fluttered under her touch. Ask me already,she thought, as if he could hear her. I don’t know about most women, but me? Hell, yeah!
Her hand brushed over her breast. Pleasure trilled through her; she bit her lower lip to hold back a moan of delight. Her nipple stood out like a nugget in her palm and she squeezed until another shot of passion curled through her. God, yes.
“Aw, man!” Ben cried. “I’m tired of waiting. I want you.”