Chapter 18

From the bed, Johnny gasped in delight. “Oh God, oh yes, oh please, oh please, oh pleaseyes,” he sighed, biting at a pillow he held clenched in both fists as Ben rimmed his ass.

Ben pulled back long enough to cast a reproachful glance in Marianne’s direction. “I don’t hear the shower running.”

“I’m going, I’m going,” she assured him.

“As long as you’re not coming yet, either.” With that, he returned to his ministrations, using his hands to spread Johnny’s ass wide while he kissed and sucked and worked the tender skin.