Justice For Juniper (Tatienne Richard) novel Chapter 87

Beni’s Care- Part I

Juniper entered her condo and made her way to the sofa and collapsed on it. Her legs were feeling like jelly, and her entire body was exhausted. Adil took the challenge Phineas gave them very seriously and each whimper she made, he’d stopped and then started all over again. Phineas‘ call lasted an interminable sixty minutes following which he’d rejoined them, and did exactly as he had warned before he’d started his call.

He hadn’t lasted long, thank God, because, it turned out, watching her and Adil each orgasm was so hot he’d barely been hanging on by a tether the entire call. Adil teased him and called him a teenage boy, but Phineas simply laughed, bundled her up in his arms and held her while he closed his eyes and took a nap.

Eventually, he’d needed to join another meeting, Adil had work at his own offices he needed to do, and she wanted nothing more than to come home, shower and rest. Being with more than one man was physically draining. She giggled as she considered she’d never need a gym membership with these guys around.

A knock on her door made her look up with a smile. She knew it was Beni. Getting up from the sofa she winced as her muscles protested as much as they did when she’d got out of the car with the help of her driver. She pulled open the door and smiled at the handsome man standing there.

“Oh, beautiful, you look wrecked. I heard you got tag teamed in Phineas‘ office,” Beni laughed as he scooped her up in his arms the way Phineas normally would. “I was ordered to come make sure you were getting rest and care.”

“Aren’t you jealous?” she blurted out worriedly as he kicked the door closed behind him and carried her in the direction of her bedroom.

“No. I’m definitely not jealous. Did you worry I would be?”

“A little.” She nodded sheepishly.

“We won’t always be with you together, Sunshine, but we will always be taking advantage of any moments we can have with you, either together or separately.”

He carried her into the ensuite bathroom, set her on the vanity, and turned the shower on. “I want you to get rinsed off. Those two fools were not careful, and your hair is looking sticky.”

She turned with horror to look in the mirror and caught a glimpse of herself. “Beni! They let me get in the car with my driver like this! They let me walk through the office and this building. Oh my god!”

“It’s embarrassing.”

She considered, from what she knew of Phineas already, this was very on brand for him. She watched Beni started to remove his clothing. “What are you doing?”

“I can’t clean you up in my clothes, Sunshine. I’m going to get you cleaned up. I’m going to make you some lunch, which you will eat in bed. Then we’re going to spend the afternoon cuddling and talking about how our meeting is going to go on Monday.”

“It’s Monday? It’s so soon?” It was only Thursday, and she was not sure she would be ready to face Kyst by then.

“Yes and we’re going to make sure you’re ready by Monday. Adil has more information coming. It will be gathered over the weekend, and we’ll prepare a full file for you to be presented on Sunday. By Monday morning, I’m certain you are definitely going to want to face him and make sure the mediator knows your marriage is irrevocably broken.”

She sat meekly while Beni began removing her clothing, pulling her t–shirt over her head before unfastening her bra. He let out a low whistling noise. “What?”

“There are moments in a man’s life when he gets an in–your–face call out of how fucking great his life is.” He gave her a warm smile, “and seeing you like this, seeing you covered in the marks we made on your body last night before dinner, knowing I put this one,” he traced a hickey on the inside swell of her breast, “right here while Phineas and Adil did this one and this one,” he gave a slow shake of his head, “is telling me I’m the luckiest man on the planet.” He stepped in between her legs and pressed a warm sweet kiss to her lips. “I don’t only get my best friends, but we get you and I don’t think there is anything which screams lucky–son–of–a–bitch than this.”