Carina unraveled her arms from around Amara’s neck. One dropped to Amara’s thigh. Her finger glided up the firm line of her leg, almost like a tease. I was so entranced, on the edge of begging her to push it up her skirt, that I almost missed Carina’s other hand stroking along Amara’s collarbone before dipping between her breasts. Her fingers deftly tugged at the white ribbon of her top as she kissed her way down her neck.

Amara tipped her head back, exposing the elegant neck I imagined bulging from my cock in her throat. Her plush lips parted, and her brow furrowed. I didn’t know where to look first. I wanted to watch Amara’s face transform from pleasure, but the way Carina’s arm flexed had me dropping my attention to find her hand had vanished under Amara’s skirt. Her breath hitched, and I imagined Carina’s fingers gently brushing against her swollen, wet clit.

“Yes. Do it.”

The breathy plea urged my gaze up just in time to watch Carina gently tug the flimsy material of Amara’s top aside. Just enough to expose her nipple. The two women never looked away from each other as Carina dropped her head and flicked her tongue against the hard tip.

“Yeah, baby,” Ian encouraged.

I barely heard it because as soon as Carina closed her eyes, Amara’s deep brown eyes locked on mine—holding me in place. Her tongue slid across her lip only to be replaced by her teeth, trying to hold back her soft whimpers. Even when her lids slid closed for a long blink, I never looked away. Even when she fell back to lean against the table, and Carina kissed up and down her neck and back to her breasts, I couldn’t.

Her breathing worked harder—faster, and I had to clench the leather arm of the couch to stay put when all I wanted to do was shove Carina aside and give Amara more—to give her everything she denied me.

I wanted to rip her whole damn outfit off and feast on her breasts.

I wanted to bite her nipples until they were swollen and red, just for me.

I wanted to wrap my hand around her slim throat and hold her in place while I roughly fucked three fingers into her tight little cunt.

I wanted her cum to drip down my hand and use it as lube to jack myself off.

Amara’s jaw dropped open over a quiet whimper as her body trembled from her orgasm.

I wanted to make her scream.

My cock pulsed with an uncomfortable desire only she could ease.