Page 52 of Break Me
“Or what?” Benji asks quietly. I glance up at him, see his eyes darting from me, to her.
I pick up his hand, the one not around me, and put it on Riley’s hair. She doesn’t move, just watches.
Benji shifts his gaze to her, twirling her hair around his finger. Slowly, he lets her hair fall, then reaches for her arm, caressing it. She shivers under his touch, her lips parted.
“Caden will kill me,” he says quietly, to both of us.
I run my hand lower, over his hard cock. Warmth spools in my core and I’ve never had a threesome before, but there’s a first time for everything, right?
Riley lets out a little laugh. “Maybe,” she admits.
I rub my hand up and down Benji, over his boxers, and hear his sharp intake of breath. His fingers dig into my shoulder and I see his hand clamp down on Riley’s arm.
“We shouldn’t do this,” he says, looking from me to Riley.
Riley leans forward, her hair falling in her face. But I see her lips go to Benji’s forehead. She presses a soft kiss against him, then leans back, his hand still around her arm.
“We shouldn’t,” she agrees. “But you two should.”
And just as she’s about to turn to go, Benji’s grip on her arm loosening, I hear someone’s voice at the doorway.
“What in the actual fuck are you doing?”
