Chapter 38
Eric
W ell, that was quite the switch-up. Again.
I knew Lily wouldn't sabotage her sobriety, but still, I was concerned she might be drunk. This kiss, the way she was glued to me, stroking her hand in places she knew got me hot and bothered, I had no other explanation. It had been weeks without more than a cuddle.
"Are you okay?" I asked, pressing the back of my hand to her forehead.
She grinned and swatted it away. "Of course, I am. Your mother just made me see that I was too caught up in my own delusions to see the truth. You were right about the cabin fever. Being locked up alone, by ourselves, day in and day out must have gotten to my head, because I was mad to suggest postponing the wedding."
Well, damn. What was my mother saying? My heart simultaneously warmed and dropped to my stomach as I was overcome with happiness and guilt. Fuck, I was an awful son.
"Are you sure?" I gulped.
"Yes, Eric." Lily dragged and wrapped her arms tighter around me. "We should celebrate." She looked up at me through hooded eyes and darkened pupils. My cock was alert and had no qualms about celebrating.
Something else, not a damn wedding. Not now, when our lives were hanging in the balance.
I stroked my hands down her back. My heart was battering my chest. The last thing I wanted to do was push her away. I must have been a madman, consumed with the need to fuck her silly, when I should have been focusing on our next plan, but there was no way I could be expected to act rationally when Lily was pressed up against me like this. So, I cleared my throat and chose my words carefully.
"What about your mother?" I selected the question with intention but regretted it as soon as Lily's eyes welled up with tears. She swallowed the emotion.
"My mother made her decision. It's time to move on from placing her desires above mine. And what I desire right now, is to stop talking, and start celebrating with my men." She glided her hands up my chest, heightened herself on her toes and stole a kiss.
My knees weakened. I was helpless against it, releasing a low groan.
She smiled. "So, what do you say? Want to be tied to me for the rest of your life?"
"You know I do." I leaned against her, pressing her into the door, my pulsing cock against her belly.
Lily gasped and bit her lip.
"So, we'll get married here?" She reached between us and ever so gently cupped my bulge.
Here? What should I say? Should I say anything? We could talk about it in the morning. My stupid mouth got the memo too late. "But what about Ann-Marie? She's not around to come to the wedding. Don't you want to wait?"
I think she was expecting me to shut up, take her someplace and fuck her too.
Her brows pulled toward the center of her forehead and she stiffened. "Did you change your mind about marrying me?"
Oh no. We were so close. It just so happened that being tantalized was the soothing balm to my guilt and confusion about where we were going to go next. My brain was begging for the opium. I did want to marry her, more than anything. It was just the wrong time. She couldn't know why and there was no way to get out of this without upsetting her or rousing her suspicions again.
If she wanted to marry us, it meant she was trusting us and if she was trusting us again, that was one less hurdle to have to jump over in this race against time and death.
Hopefully, not death.
Although, if we were going to die, we should take advantage of the moments we had, and not take any single minute for granted.
"Of course not." I pulled her back toward me. My lips met hers and she softened, molding her body to mine.
Lily moaned as my hands shaped her body and settled between her legs.
"We should probably move away from here," I said, peeking through the glass next to the front door. She nodded and I grabbed her hand, moving toward the back of the house.
We were grinning, stopping on the way, ducking away from windows and stealing kisses. When we dipped around the back, however, there were voices. And when I turned the corner, it was Matt and Ethan. They were still out here after my dad and his friends went inside.
"I'm just saying, we have the money. Just in case Eric changes his mind about his parents—" Matt was saying.
I cleared my throat so loud, it burned like I'd been cut. Both men jumped and turned to look at us. My pulse raced and my breath got lodged in my throat.
"Eric." Lily gasped and my blood was pounding when I turned to look at her. "You're squeezing my hand," she said.
I softened my grip in the blink of an eye and raised her hand to my lips. Our eyes connected, heat pouring off them as Ethan and Matt made their way over to us. She leaned into me with a grin and wrapped her arms around my neck. My breath rushed out, grateful she didn't hear or understand what they were talking about.
"Sorry. I'm just so tense with need." I lied.
"I can help with that." Lily reached up to kiss me.
"What's going on?" Ethan looked between us, eyes bulging, the redness in his cheeks giving away his shock.
"The wedding's back on." I locked my eyes onto his.
Matt sighed.
"Oh, is it?" Ethan tilted his head, brows still furrowed.
"Sounds like great news to me." Matt interjected, pulling Lily away from me and into a hug, turning her head away from us.
"We'll talk about it after." I whispered to them.
Lily started kissing Matt's neck and he groaned, his grip tightening on her shirt. Ethan's eyes heated in agreement. Yeah, it was time to stop talking.
The ocean breeze kissed at my skin as I pulled my shirt over my head. Matt threaded his fingers through Lily's hair, tilting her mouth up to meet his. They groaned and moaned together, hanging off each other's kisses. My cock was so hard, I couldn't think straight. I made a beeline toward her, my eyes focused on her small perfect ass. My hands were on her in a second and I was so grateful she decided to put on a 'meet the parents' dress. Bunching it up around her hips, my fingers slipped past the barrier of her sexy white thong and I pressed them into that sweet, slick hole.
Fuck, the way she tightened around my fingers had my shaft throbbing. It had been too long without her, foreplay was cut short. I sucked her off my fingers, undid my pants and thrust into her. Lily cried out and my movements grew reckless. So fucking hot. Her heat sucked and gripped my cock as I reached between her and Matt to cup her breasts, feeling those perfect mounds soft against my palm.
Through the haze, I watched Matt drop to his knees and I lost my breath when she spasmed around me. Her moans were loud, out of control and sexy as hell. Ethan muffled them with a kiss as Matt sucked her clit and I fucked her until I was close. Fuck, it was so good, it was torture pulling away, but I had to if I wanted to enjoy the show. I pulled out of her with a gasp, almost tripping over the pants around my ankles as I staggered backwards.
Laying back onto the sand, I stroked myself to the sight of Matt's relentless sucking and licking of her pussy as she held onto him to keep from falling. Knees bent, weak from another orgasm, her eyes shut as she lost herself to his rhythm. She didn't see when Ethan whipped that massive cock out and moved around her. She shivered when he brushed against her back. A second to ready herself was all she got and Ethan was pushing his way inside her. He groaned against the tightness of her pussy and she panted as he stretched her. Fuck, pre-cum covered my fingers and my hips thrust upward to meet the strokes of my hand.
They glowed against the night's gentle light, like a fucking work of art. Better than anything porn could ever capture. Matt waited for her third orgasm before rising and pushing himself into her eager mouth. It was an awkward angle, but comfort wasn't the aim, it was downright, dirty pleasure. Ethan's pelvis slapped her ass, making it jiggle a little. Matt groaned as she wrapped her wet mouth around him and my veins were injected with the same sensation, warming me and driving me forward. I cursed myself as my hand disobeyed my command. As much as I wanted to stop, I couldn't stop stroking my cock until I was spilling all over myself.
Damn, I wanted more of her when she was limp. Some depraved part of my brain craved that and she catered exceptionally to it. But there was time, I hoped, for more. Sex wasn't always promised as of late, but what could I do? I was spent. For now, my limbs were water as I played the role of voyeur. Matt and Ethan chased their release against her. Together, their pounding increased until she was choking and moaning. They lost control, their collective grunts competing in loudness until the three of them started spasming together, falling into the sand, still vibrating like an epilepsy fit.
I stretched, not wanting to move, but wanting Lily's body against mine. I headed over to the pile and pulled her onto me for a cuddle. If we were sure we didn't have someone hunting us, sleeping outside would sound amazing. But, I didn't think my parents would take kindly to coming across all five of us naked and entangled in the morning. So, it was best we go inside anyway.
After her heartbeat settled into a steady rhythm and we were lying silent for a while, she sighed and rubbed her cheek against my chest.
"Where's Ryan?" She asked. "I know we've been avoiding each other, but we should probably check in on him."
Oh, hell. Where was Ryan?
"Don't tell me you still want more?" I teased, hoping he was just sleeping it off in my room or something.
"As always." Ethan grinned, smoothing his hand over Lily's ass as he lay on his side and started nodding off.
She smiled. "That's not it. It's just, I didn't think about how the wedding would work out, since we haven't been speaking to each other."
Matt started hurrying to his feet. His movements alerted Lily and she eased up off me. "Is everything okay?"
"Yeah. Yeah." Matt smiled down at her, but it was strained. She noticed it.
"What are you not telling me?" she asked, getting to her feet to throw on her dress and cross her arms.
Matt swallowed. Now, I was nervous and I jumped to my feet, wrapping my arms around her tense body.
"He's probably just sleeping, isn't he?" I said, running my hand down her back.
"Yeah." Matt nodded. I was just grateful he was better at lying about murder than he was about Ryan.
"Come on, spit it out," Lily pressed, stepping up to him.
He sighed and stroked her messed up hair out of her face. "He..." A beat. "He knocked me out earlier and stormed off. Now, I don't know where he is."
"Why didn't you say something earlier?!" she yelled, storming away. "Have you searched everywhere? We might have to call the police."
That woke Ethan up. "Police?"
Ahh! I yelled inside my head and swallowed a fuck. When I found Ryan, I was going to wring his neck.
"Let's try calling his phone first before we call the police. He's a grown man. I'm sure he's alright," I suggested, grabbing my clothes and hurrying after her.