Young, Allyson - The Promise [Siren Publishing Ménage Amour] by Allyson Young Read Free Book Online Page A

and unerringly found a nipple, then pinched, hard. She went up like a firecracker, sparkles, sparks, crackles and all, and then knew nothing as every muscle went slack.
    Jillian came out of her trance balanced on Peter’s lap, his arms tight around her. Sean had her feet on his thighs and was massaging the arches. Her ass throbbed, although not with any real pain, just fullness, and she realized the plug was still inside of her. That was why Peter had placed her just so. He didn’t want to put any more pressure on the end of the plug. He was so thoughtful, although that wouldn’t cut any ice when it was her turn to torment him. She idly wondered how it would feel for him to have the vibe up his ass while she fucked him or blew him. So many possibilities .
    Sean caught her thinking and smiled. “Recovered, Jillian?” he asked. “You looked like you were having a good time.”
    Jillian smiled back and saw him flinch the tiniest bit at the set of her lips. Payback was indeed a bitch.
    Sean would be the one to get to know the vibrator more intimately, Jillian decided in that moment. Peter might like to have a close and personal encounter with a butt plug. She stretched a little and reached up to place a kiss on Peter’s cheek, noting the darkening in Sean’s face. They might share, but it didn’t seem to be totally without jealousy. It was something to file away for later.
    Peter turned her to face him, his eyes serious.
    “Jilly, sweetheart, I want you to listen carefully. If you try to play Sean or I against one another, there will be consequences, I promise. No, let me rephrase that. A punishment. One you will absolutely not like. This thing between us all is new because it’s committed, and we’re learning as we go along, but that’s a game you will not play. Understand?”
    Jillian was shocked at how well Peter had read her. She felt a moment of shame and guilt. He was right. It wasn’t okay to mess with a friendship just because she could.
    “Understood.”
    “Fine,” Peter said. “Then up you get. We’ll put our really late lunch together while you have a soak. We have big plans for later.”
    “Can I take the plug out?” Jillian asked.
    “I’ll do that for you, babe,” Sean advised, his tone brooking no argument.
    “What is it with you and asses?” she asked.
    “I can see I’ll have to pay more attention to your other orifices, Jillian. Just know that your anus isn’t exactly a place most people consider a cock will fit, and I’m not going to cause you any problems there. You need to be properly prepared. So don’t argue with me.”
    Jillian almost laughed. He was going to fuck her ass, just as Peter was, but didn’t want to cause her any harm. Talk about convoluted. Although, truth to be told, she wasn’t nearly as anxious about it now. The anal play had overcome most of her concerns. And that last orgasm, well, if getting ass fucked was going to match that one, she thought she’d like a sample or three. Sean removed the plug with little fuss, although his intake of breath when he observed how her opening must have stretched said volumes. The soak in the tub relieved most of her aches and pains. She thought she might take up yoga, just to be able to stretch easier, then quickly shut the thought down. This experience might end in a week, and she didn’t want to look past that at possible heartache.

Chapter Six

    Lunch consisted of Chinese takeout. Jillian couldn’t complain because Peter had ordered all of her favorites. She was starved and delved into the containers. She wore a bath sheet in direct defiance of Sean’s earlier order, and he gave her what she had come to recognize as “the look.” It didn’t matter. She wasn’t going to spill sticky, hot food on herself, and he could just suck it up.
    “Looks like you want me to start making a list, babe,” he said around a mouthful of almond chicken.
    “List?” Jillian replied. “What are you talking about?”
    Peter laughed.