Chapter 18
Benson
Landon’s hesitance seems to be gone. This is the most unhinged, feral kiss we’ve shared. He’s giving back as good as he’s getting, and the fight for dominance is making my dick ache.
He nips my bottom lip, and the sting has my cock throbbing. Parker whimpers, shifting on Landon’s lap, and if I’m being honest, I can’t think too hard about the fact that they’re grinding on Landon like that, or I might come hands-free like a damn virgin.
I groan when Landon’s tongue pushes past my lips again. God, my head is spinning. I break the kiss only long enough to lean into Parker’s space and press my lips to theirs.
The breathless whimper they feed me has my stomach tightening. “Fuck, that’s it, baby. Rubbing yourself on Lan feels good, huh?”
The chorus of moans they both let out is music to my ears. It’s brain-meltingly hot, and knowing that the two of them feel good makes everything so much better.
Parker breaks away, gasping for air before leaning forward and slamming their mouth down on Landon’s.
I don’t want to miss a single second, so I sit back a little to take it all in. The way Parker’s hips roll. The way Landon deepens the kiss. The way Parker digs their fingers into the hair at Landon’s nape.
Parker sits back abruptly, eyes widening.
“What’s wrong?” Landon asks as he gasps for air.
“I have a dick,” Parker blurts out, and I have to bite my tongue hard to keep from laughing. They’ve got a real habit of that, and it’s super endearing.
Landon nods. “Yes, I gathered that. You’ve kind of been… grinding it against me for the last twenty minutes.”
This time I do laugh, and so does Parker. “Right,” they say slowly. “Is that… uh… okay?”
Landon looks around in confusion. “Is it not supposed to be?”
Parker giggles, but it sounds a little wild. “Sorry. I just… I feel comfortable with you. I didn’t think to mention it.”
My heart soars that Parker feels safe with Lan, but before he can even respond, Parker tips their head forward and attacks Landon’s mouth again. I watch as Landon loses himself to Parker’s skilled tongue. Fuck, they are so hot together.
“My bedroom?” Parker whimpers against Landon’s lips, and we both groan.
“Ben?” Landon asks softly, a hint of nerves in his voice.
“I’m down if you both are.”
Parker’s off Landon’s lap in a heartbeat. “Let’s go.”
I follow the two of them in a half daze, convinced I have more blood in my cock than in my brain, but when we get to the bedroom, something changes. Landon pauses, and Parker notices it at the same time as me.
“Hey,” I say softly. “Slow applies to you too. We don’t have to do anything more than kissing.”
Parker turns around. “Yes. One hundred percent.”
Landon shakes his head. “No, it’s not… that. I’ve just… Well, I’ve never done this before.”
“Oddly enough, me neither,” I say, shrugging. “It’s probably easy enough to manage, though. Three bodies instead of two, but we have a pretty easy rhythm between us already.”
Throat bobbing with a heavy swallow, Landon shakes his head again. “No. So it’s—well, okay. I haven’t actually even done this with just two bodies.”
The words hang between us for a few seconds while we all stare at each other, and Landon’s cheeks turn fire-engine red.
I nod slowly. “Okay, no big deal. We can slow it down.”
“Yeah,” Parker agrees easily. “No problem at all.”
