Free Island Idyll by Jess Dee

tongue plundered her mouth.
    Ben did not stop kissing her. Not when Josh’s hands found her outer thighs, and not when, using deft strokes, Josh caressed her legs, pushing her dress up over her hips as he did so.
    Goose bumps covered her entire body. His hands felt so damn incredible.
    Then she remembered Josh’s promise: When you come, know who gave you this orgasm.
    Orgasm?
    Dear God, he’s gonna make me come.
    While I kiss Ben.
    The thought made her shiver.
    The shiver made Ben try to pull away to snarl at Josh.
    Damn it, she should have known Ben wouldn’t yield to Josh’s presence easily.
    Too freaking bad. He’d held the strings to their relationship for the last year. Now they sat in her hand. She had control. She tugged his head back down to hers and kissed him.
    Josh rolled her thong over her hips and pushed it down her legs.
    He didn’t.
    God, yes, he did!
    The warm breeze fluttering over her nude pussy proved it. She kicked off the thong, groaning into Ben’s mouth, pressing her breasts into his chest, her nipples tight, aching beads that longed for a man’s touch, a man’s wet mouth …
    Ben kissed her harder, more passionately, and she groaned again as Josh launched his attack. He spread the cheeks of her ass and pressed his dick in close.
    Damn his shorts. She didn’t want all that material between them. She wanted his bare, pulsing shaft buried in her ass.
    “Next time I make love to you,” Josh whispered, “I’m taking you right…here.” He thrust once, so his erection rubbed very lightly over her hole.
    Sienna nearly fainted from lust.
    Josh in her ass? Dear God. She wanted that.
    Ben growled into her mouth and broke the kiss again.
    “No,” Sienna objected vehemently. “Kiss me. Don’t stop kissing me. Ever.”
    Blessedly, Ben obliged.
    She needed Ben’s kisses like she needed air. Didn’t he know that? Hadn’t he always known that?
    Josh drew his fingers over her pussy. Possessively. Knowingly. He ran his fingers from her clit downwards over her pussy lips, pausing only to dip inside for a second.
    “I’m taking you here too,” Josh promised as he scooped up the cream that spilled from her channel.
    Ben swore viciously as Sienna groaned into his mouth.
    “Shh,” she soothed, kissing him, stroking her tongue over his until once again Ben took control of the kiss. Ah, she loved it when Ben took control.
    And a good thing he did, because Josh used her cream to moisten the cleft between her ass cheeks, providing just the slightest lubrication so he could slide his finger against her anus. When he did it once, Sienna forgot she was kissing Ben. When he did it again, she attacked Ben’s mouth with frenzied greed.
    Holy heck, it felt good. Freakishly good. So good she could come just like this.
    It was Ben who eased her into a less desperate kiss, a more arousing one.
    Sienna doubted she’d ever been this turned on in her entire life. Even with her mouth plastered to Ben’s, she could smell the scent of her own arousal.
    She widened her stance, moaned Josh’s name in Ben’s mouth.
    “ Ben ,” her ex-fiancé growled. “ My name, not his.” And he kissed her again.
    Josh swept his fingers across her pussy again and again as he caressed her ass with his erection.
    Dear God, she wanted that cock inside her. Wanted Josh inside her.
    And Ben too.
    Then she moaned Ben’s name as Ben’s thumbs brushed over her nipples. He’d slipped them in under her sleeveless dress, and because she was braless—deliberately braless, as Josh had requested—there was nothing between her flesh and Ben’s touch.
    Holy fuck.
    She was moaning both of their names. Ben’s and Josh’s. Kissing Ben while Josh fucked her with his fingers.
    Okay, not fucked. Caressed. Aroused. Seduced. Delighted.
    Just as Ben’s thumbs delighted her nipples.
    And meters away, in the exclusive Club Evoke, music began to flow, seeping through the walls and doors as a song she’d never heard before played. She knew the