Chapter 49
Lily
A ll thoughts of potential tragedy sent alarm signals in my body as I returned to the guys with coffees, eclairs, and croissants in hand. I'd been hungry and didn't think the guys were up to stopping at a restaurant, so I picked something up. Plus, something sweet, soft, and fluffy sounded like the perfect thing to soothe my racing heart. Coffee—well, I didn't know what I was thinking, other than that it would pair perfectly. And when in Paris, have croissants. It's only fair.
My heart thumped like a gong announcing bad news with each step I took. Could it have something to do with Eric's parents? Why would they send me away instead of just telling me? Did they think I wouldn't be able to handle it? That's irritating.
But as soon as Eric spotted me, his grin reached his ears and he set off toward me like we'd been separated for years. He took the coffee tray and handed it off to Ethan who followed him over, and scooped me up into his arms. The pastries nearly dropped from my hands.
Eric's lips came down on mine without restraint. I was suspended in the air, forgetting where I was or that we were in public. When he pulled away to look at me, his eyes danced. It had been a while since they sparkled and danced this way. He almost looked like the Eric he was when he returned to Durham several months ago. Like a weight had been crane-lifted off his shoulders. He couldn't stop smiling and as I looked over at Ethan, he grinned while biting into an eclair. When did it even leave my hands?
"You've got cream all over your lips." I scrunched my nose.
"Where?" Ethan stuck out his tongue to lick it off, and after the kiss I just had, my mind immediately went straight to the memory of that tongue on my body.
"You didn't get it." My body grew hot and as Eric set me down on my feet, I walked over to him and motioned to him with my finger for him to get lower. Then I took his face and kissed it off.
He groaned and wrapped his arms around me so tight, I could barely breathe, but I didn't mind it. Something had gotten them in a good mood and to be fair, it was nice to see them without that baggage of doom they'd been carrying around lately. It eased my guilt.
"What's going on? I thought I was going to be coming back to the worst news." I said while wrapping my arms around his big shoulders, and holding on just as tightly because damn, it had been a long time since I'd been this weightless with them.
Even when we were with Eric's parents, I could tell they were trying to be happy. After all, that's why we left home, in search of happiness again, in hopes that seeing his parents would put a smile on all our faces. But their smiles were being pulled across their faces, strained against their eyes.
Now? It was like magic. There was light in them again.
"Aw, I'm sorry." Ethan nuzzled and kissed my neck, sending a hot wave through every nerve ending.
"Don't worry about any of it, anymore." Eric came in behind me, sandwiching me between them. "Just know that things will only get better from here."
But, why though? I couldn't think straight as their hard bodies pressed into mine. I was breathless from their heat. "I know Paris is more free than most, but are you guys going to fuck me out here?" I gasped as their hands began to roam.
Ethan grinned and brought my face up to his. "Something tells me you'd like that very much."
"If it was dark, maybe." I blushed.
"So if I got in really close like this and my finger found its way beneath the waist of your jeans." Ethan teased his finger around the button of my pants, never venturing further.
My breath caught.
"You're telling me, you'd object?" Eric whispered in my ear.
"Eric..." I panted. It would be inappropriate. There were families around. But when he talked to me like this, with his breath hot on my neck, I'd yield to anything.
"Let's go back to the Airbnb." He pulled away and I fell against Ethan, my pussy fluttering and aching for something to ease the frustration. I buried my face into Ethan's chest and he made it that much harder for me as his hand ran through my hair and down my back.
"That's it. Breathe, Lily." Ethan soothed and slightly mocked. I could hear his smirk. I had never in my life been this turned on. Whatever good news they just got, I didn't care to know about it, as long as it kept them like this. Their energy was penetrating.
"You okay there, love?" Matt came up next to me.
"Oh, yeah. She's okay. We're heading back to the Airbnb if you want to come. Or watch her come." Ethan grinned and shifted his glance toward Ryan before slipping his hand in mine and pulling me away. Matt's blue eyes darkened and he gave that sexy smile of his that made me know he was going to devour me.
Ryan cleared his throat and shifted on his feet. "I think I'll just stick around down here."
"You don't want to watch?" I found myself asking.
The last time it was unplanned, and I enjoyed the slight torture I imagined he had been feeling. But now, I was so reckless, so desperate for the celebration that was promised, I'd jump in his lap too and ride the fuck out of that thick cock if the moment was right.
Ryan didn't answer right away. I thought he was wondering if this was another attempt to tease him without delivering. Honestly, I didn't know what this was either. I just knew that I needed him in the room, at least. After that panic attack he had, I wanted him to know that I didn't hate him. That they didn't hate him. As the bedroom door shut behind us, a tantalizing idea came alive. I thought I knew the perfect way to get him and Matt talking again and get my own needs met without compromising my boundaries.
Matt
Lily's moans encouraged my kisses further down her body, but when I got close to her tempting pussy, the pheromones of her juices and Ethan's cum making me delirious, she laced her fingers through my short hair and gripped it, pulling my head away. The sting against my scalp burned so fucking good as I looked up at her with my tongue hanging out.
She swallowed, breathless. "I want to watch you eat my pussy while Ryan fucks your ass."
My cock went stiff and ached at the desire simmering in her eyes. Air rushed from my lungs. Pressure pounded into my belly. She smiled when I released a groan I couldn't hold back.
I turned to look at Ryan enduring the torture again. Unlike Eric, he wasn't a 'watcher'. He'd watch, but not for too long. Ryan was easily driven mad by his desires. He was easily driven mad by a lot of things, but I digress.
Lily released her grip, soothing the sting with the pads of her fingers. Her loving caress moved over my face, lighting me up on fire as she stroked my lips. "Only if you want to, though."
I could smell her arousal growing stronger at the thought, and I couldn't help but dip to kiss between her legs, close enough to elicit a moan without my lips grazing her center. Fuck, I wanted to lose my tongue into her heat, bury my nose against her clit, make her scream my name. And to be fair, Ryan did look pretty hot with his hand down his pants and his eyes shut as he groaned softly in the corner armchair. With the threat lifted, I hoped he'd be back to his old self soon enough, and that I'd be able to trust him again. That we would all be able to trust him with our lives.
I nodded and Lily smiled.
"Ryan." She called. "Why don't you join us?"
Ethan, who was sitting at the head of the bed, lazy after being satisfied, jumped awake from his half doze. There was a shuffle behind me from where Eric was seated, watching and waiting until it was his turn. Ryan's mouth dropped open, his hand flew out of his pants and he jumped to his feet, stalling for a few moments and looking at Lily as if unsure whether he'd lost himself so far into his fantasy, he was confused with reality.
"Come here." I tilted my head in our direction.
Convinced now that it wasn't a dream, he made a beeline for Lily. Her arousal grew stronger. She gulped and looked him over, his shirt unbuttoned, his pants hanging low on his hips, his bulge impossible to hide. Her breathing increased and my focus was brought to her breasts, waiting and begging for me to kiss.
More like I was the one dying over here without it and I reached forward, leaned over and sucked one nipple into my mouth. She gasped, gripping my hair again, but she didn't pull away, grinding her wet cunt and hard clit against my hip bone.
Ryan's boxers almost hit me in the face as he tossed them aside. His shadow darkened the space beside me and I looked up to see him leaning toward Lily. Their lips met as if they'd been separated for too long. The first kiss was long and savored. He sighed and gripped her head, holding her there. The second kiss was hungry and her hips started moving faster against my hip. Can you blame me for putting my hand between us and stroking that needy clit?
Her cry was muffled against Ryan's devouring lips. I turned my attention to her other breast as her breathing became labored and she broke the kiss for some air. Her face reddened as pleasure chased her. She bit down on her lip and Ryan swore, leaning forward to kiss her again, but she put her hand up between them, climaxed against my fingers and threw her body back against the mattress, panting. The rise and fall of her breasts was making me dizzy.
Brows drawn in, Ryan looked between us. Insecurity riddled his face with questions before he started getting up. Through lowered lids, Lily regarded him.
She stopped him with a hand on his arm.
"Where are you going?" she asked.
My balls tightened and lightning coursed down my spine. This was happening and I didn't realize I was excited to get my ass fucked until I saw him getting ready to walk away. Cock throbbing, I stroked it before kissing down her belly. She grinned and clamped her legs shut around my head when I got too close to her nectar.
"Not yet." She tugged Ryan forward. "I want you to fuck Matt as he eats me out. Is that alright with you?"
I groaned, the tip of my cock sending shock waves to my brain. "Please." I found myself murmuring. Both their hazel eyes turned to look at me, darkening.
"As you wish," he said to us both, his eyes on mine.
My belly dipped and I started heading between her legs.
"Wait. You have to get warmed up first." He grabbed my arm and pulled me toward him.
"I am warm," I breathed as he brought his lips close to mine.
"Are you?" he asked before crashing his lips onto mine, bruising them as he nipped at them with his teeth. I whimpered from the sweet attack. When his lips left mine, I was already missing them, but as he took his teeth to my jaw and down my neck, I decided I could cope with the loss. His large, coarse hands gripped my ass, and he groaned as he kneaded it. He let his gaze travel over my body in appreciation before looking over my shoulder.
"She's stroking herself," he whispered into my ear with a grin.
I turned to look, heat flushing my skin at the sight of her slender fingers distressing that pink pussy, and I licked my lips. With us both looking at her, she orgasmed but didn't stop.
"Greedy, isn't she?" Ryan rumbled against my neck, his beard sharp and delicious.
"So fucking greedy," I agreed.
"What about you? Are you greedy?" He reached for my fingers and sucked Lily off them.
My pulse started setting off 'stop wasting time' alarms, and I pulled him toward me, sharing the taste of her on his tongue.
"We don't have any lube," he broke to tell me.
I smiled. "Of course we do. I'm not the only one that likes getting my ass fucked around here." I winked at Lily as I set off toward our luggage.
Ryan
For the past few weeks, I had been practically celibate. I was rearing to fuck, but I held myself back, because as much as I knew that I had a lot to make up for before Lily would let me into that sweet, sexy pussy of hers that was making my heart stop as I stared at it splayed before me, I knew that she wanted me just as bad as I wanted her. And this game she was playing, fuck, it was maddening. She didn't have to show me what I was missing; I already knew, and I was desperate for it, for her.
But she had more than enough cocks to satisfy her.
I needed to remind her what it was like to fuck me.
Licking my lips, I stroked my cock and watched her pussy breathe, clenching and unclenching as she sucked herself off her fingers. My body rocked automatically, ready to lean forward and take it from her lips, bury myself deep inside her. Oh, I knew she got off on watching me and Matt fuck, and I loved fucking him too, so it was my pleasure, really, but she was going to be begging me to fuck her when I was done.
Cock hard as a rock, Matt walked back over to us. I was surprised he agreed to this. Thought it would take him a while to forgive me. Then again, it was just sex, and he was horny as fuck, willing to do anything to please Lily, and if he would please me in the process, it was still a win.
It was an honor.
I let my eyes leave Lily's pussy, allowing brief eye contact before locking eyes with Matt.
"Go easy," he said. He bent over before me, arched his back, and parted his legs. He dipped to kiss up Lily's leg.
Her tongue was hanging out. Ethan started stroking his already hardening cock. Eric came over and knelt next to the bed, stroking her neck and kissing her lips. Her belly sank, and she moaned into the kiss, grabbing Eric's head. He didn't stay long. After all, he knew how important the show was. He was still completely dressed, though there was no denying his arousal.
Matt growled low as his lips met those pussy lips. She jerked upward, eyes on my slow movements.
I slapped Matt hard. His breath left him in a rush, and his mouth left her pussy as he looked over his shoulder to pant at me.
"Still want me to go easy?" I asked.
His eyes went to my thick, dark caramel cock, and he backed up toward it. I grinned and kissed the area where my handprint was branded into his skin. He groaned before turning his attention back to Lily's pussy, his cock taking on a life of its own as it twitched as if so impatient it would pop off his body itself and fuck something if it could. I didn't neglect it. Easing some lube into my hand, I reached for his cock and stroked it.
Flitting my eyes to Lily's, I buried my face into his delicious ass.
Remember how much you love me in your ass? Remember how much you love me, period? I reminded her, without words.
Groaning from the freshness of his skin, I worked the tip of my tongue into his tight hole. "Ah fuck," he popped his mouth off her pussy again to groan as I worked his cock and hole at the same time. His hips undulated against my face, and Lily whimpered.
I smiled against his ass cheeks.
Ravenous, he grabbed and pulled Lily forward as I began to kiss up his spine. She gasped as he feasted on her, but when I got to his neck, I ran my fingers through his hair and pulled his head back. A slow, satisfied groan escaped him.
Lily? Well, she was furious and hungry all at once. She wanted to kill me, fuck him, fuck me, get fucked.
I grinned, giving him a kiss on the neck while I lubed his asshole up. Her eyes watched me the entire time I raised upward; she sobbed as Matt devoured her. I grabbed the condom he had tossed on the bed with the lube, and then I pressed into him, nice and easy.
"Shit." He panted, arching upward and gripping the sheet.
"You okay?" I asked.
"Mm-hm." He nodded, licked his lips, and dipped his head to take her again. This time she spasmed around his face, and he grabbed her hips, holding her still and moaning along with her through her release. The music they made together drove me, and I slammed into him.
He tightened around me, and I hissed.
Lily gripped the sheet, her nipples perky and red against her jiggling breasts that moved as I fucked Matt's ass.
Easy was the last thing on my mind as I gripped his hips now, held him against me, and hammered him until the muscles in my back tightened and released, filling me with warmth from my head to my toes. Fuck, I could howl; it was so animalistic. I threw my head back, commending his tight ass for sucking all of me inside him. Damn, it was so good. There was no separation between his ass and my hips. I needed this.
As I hovered over him, wrapped one arm around his flat belly and sneaked my other hand underneath him to grip his neck, all the stress and anxiety rolled off me into the puddle of liquid heat at the bottom of my feet. I hoped this was the beginning of letting go of all the fucked up shit I'd been holding on to.
Matt grunted against Lily's pussy and threw her legs over his shoulders, contradicting the fast hammering of my cock with slow and sexy kisses.
"Mm. Fuck. Matt!" Lily moaned.
My hand dropped from Matt's neck, and I looked up to see her abdomen arched upward and her head thrown back as she had something akin to a seizure. My own release came rushing to the fore, and I forgot to tease her, make her beg for me.
Instead, I was the one begging as Matt's anus gripped me and Lily ground Matt's face with her eyes on mine.
"Please. Fuck. Yes." I yelled, cumming with full force.
My heavy lids refused to open as I flopped onto my back onto the king-sized bed.
That was until I heard Lily's next request. "Wait. The next hole."
Bringing myself up to my elbows, I watched as Lily turned over onto her knees and Matt applied lube to her. Damn, I guess I did manage to tease her. Now, the question remained: Would she scream my name?
This was a show I would not be missing, sleep be damned.
Lily gripped the sheet as Matt slipped it in. He shuddered and bit his lip. I knew the feeling, and my body tingled from the memory of both their asses, tight around my cock. Ethan's cock was ready for another go, and his jaw tensed as he moved in for a kiss, groaning when she slid her tongue against his.
"I want you," she panted.
Ethan smiled and moved into position. When he plunged deep within her pussy, her mouth hung open. With his hands behind his head, his belly clenched.
"Take the lead, sexy," he prompted, and she began to rock against them both.
Eric grabbed his cock and groaned before deciding he'd had enough of just watching. He brandished it, swollen and leaking. With a hand beneath her chin, he got her attention. She licked her lips at the sight of it near her mouth and opened it to take him in. Fuck, warmth pooled in my stomach, and I cupped my balls as they spasmed.
Getting up to get a closer look of my woman in action... Damn it. Not my woman. She's not my woman anymore , I had to remind myself. The reminder kicked me in the stomach, reached up and pulled out my heart. All the reasons she wasn't my woman anymore came rushing back, and I wrestled with the beast.
The wedding.
Were they still planning to go through with the wedding so soon now that everything was supposed to be over?
I doubted they'd postpone it on my behalf. Damn it, how could I have wasted so much time?
All of a sudden, I was no longer interested in watching them share her when I'd done everything I could to lose her. I was determined to win her back, as long as I could convince myself that all the demons were in the past. What I was worried about was whether or not I could do all that in the time I had left. And whether or not she was up for being won, like a prize I'd lost and needed to play a game to reclaim again.
Her eyes found me when I left the bed and got dressed. They questioned me when I left the room.