Chapter 27
Lily
M y body, raw and needy, was awakened by a kiss. Fingers climbed my skin, starting at my leg and curling around my waist. Ryan's lips bounced off mine as I smiled and opened my eyes to Eric breathing in my essence, kissing my neck and molding himself into my back and my ass. He let his hand continue its journey up and around my breast.
"Good morning, beautiful." Ryan smiled at me as I moaned into his mouth.
"I need you so bad." Eric groaned into my ear, teasing my nipple into stiff peaks. "Can I have you?" His fingers teased my belly, waiting for my permission before dipping beneath the waist of my panties.
Ryan kept eye contact with me, caressing my face. He kissed me intermittently, watching me spark as Eric kissed down my spine. Unable to resist the madness anymore, I turned into Eric, reaching for him and pulling him up to me to devour his lips and suck his tongue into my mouth. Needing to kiss them both at the same time, I alternated between them as they took turns grabbing at my body with hunger. Waiting for Ethan and Matt to join in, I was left panting. It was taking them longer than usual, and a peek over Ryan and Eric's shoulders revealed their absence.
"Where's Ethan and Matt?" I breathed, unable to think straight from the wicked pursuit of their mouths and hands.
"Who cares?" Eric turned my face to him, kissing my thoughts into nothingness before slipping my panties off as Ryan pulled my top over my head. Eric was swift, planting quick kisses on my belly and legs as he spread them apart and dipped his head, sampling my drenched center. I cried, jutting against his mouth. Ryan cursed and spent time on my breasts. He was in no haste as his eyes fell closed, savoring me. The difference in paces was nerve-wracking, and I was left whimpering and howling at the ceiling.
When they were done sucking me dry, I was turned on my side, helpless against the ache that left me desperate. Eric's two fingers stretched my asshole. He didn't often take my ass, and the spontaneity lit me up as Ryan fed my pussy his own digits. I was drowning in the wave that was washing over me as I teetered between both pleasures, astounded by the way they came together. All I had were moans; words were impossible at the moment. I struggled to find a way to utter my consent, but I managed a breathless yes which caused me to be filled in a breathtaking instant.
My body slackened around them both, and my mouth fell open in surprise at the lack of sting that initially accompanied the stretch of my asshole before surrendering to powerless delectation. There was no time between the lube application and the shoving of Eric's cock inside my tight ass before I was left grinding against them both. I was squashed from their bodies, making it harder to catch my breath as I held onto Ryan's shoulders, digging my nails into him, biting down onto his skin and licking simultaneously while he groaned into my ear.
Eric panted against my neck. I was being burned to a crisp by the heat between us, hanging onto the precipice and being relentlessly fucked to climax, on repeat, without abandon.
Ethan
"So what's up?" Matt asked, waking himself up with a cup of coffee.
"Our contract with the Airbnb is ending this week." I kept my head buried in my phone and my eyes focused on the private island I'd been fantasizing about since before Lily went missing. "I mean, I could extend the contract with ease, but with Lily's mother coming back today and the nurse I've hired, I'm looking at something more permanent. This was basically a large bachelor pad."
"When did you get time to hire a nurse?" He dropped his brows.
"Well, I had to do something when I couldn't sleep. Like asking the Women's Shelter if they had any recommendations, contacting the real estate agent about that house on the private island I told you about, sourcing therapists for Lily..." I listed.
"Hold on, you picked out Lily's therapist for her too?" He interrupted me, gulping down his coffee.
With the judgment across his face, I reddened. "Am I overstepping? I just want everything to be taken care of for her."
"Yeah." He cleared his throat and straightened up. "But let's try not to overwhelm her. What's up with you, huh?"
At the thought that I could be overwhelming her when all I wanted to do was the opposite and alleviate all her worries, my chest constricted and my breath was strangled within me. "What do you mean?"
"Ethan..." He narrowed his eyes with a slight tilt of his lips. "You're spazzing out. I think you're even shaking, man."
He brought my attention to the buzz beneath my skin I wasn't aware of before. My mind had been so preoccupied with everything else that I was no longer a part of my body. And as he said that, forcing me to become aware of my body, the trembling took me over and I shattered, surprised by my outburst of tears.
"Hey, bro!" Matt jumped up from where he was sitting across the room and pulled me into a hug. "It's okay. It's okay. I feel it too. Scared. Guilty." He hit the nail on the head.
Forcing the tears back into my body was a feat as I pulled back out of his arms and dashed my hand across my face. "If we hadn't left her alone..." I cleared my throat, not wanting to add to his own burden. "If I hadn't..." My words failed me. "I don't know why I'm making this about me. She's the one who had to live through it." I sniffed, clenching my fists and gritting my teeth. "Because I left."
Matt tightened and at his silence, I raised my head to find his eyes red and his face damp with his own tears. "Look, we can't dwell on us leaving. It was stupid, yeah, when we saw how just a few weeks before, her father had strolled into the house like he owned it. But we changed the locks, we waited, we had security cameras, how were we to know that he'd come back?"
"We should've known." I cleared my throat with the anger still ever present at the thought of her fucking father.
Tight-shouldered, tight-lipped and swallowing a breath, Matt hissed. "Yeah, maybe we fucked up. We should've been able to leave her after a few weeks in her house, trusting that she'd be okay. She should've been able to have her safety without her psycho father threatening her life, in an ideal situation. But we should've known better than to leave her alone."
He stalked away from me.
"Anyway, we can't dwell on what we should've done. She's back now. She's safe." He took a breath, letting that truth comfort him. "And she's shaken. Yes, she'll need therapy. But she'll find her therapist on her own time."
"Yeah." My lungs burned through my back. "I just want to do something right. But I'm making this about me again."
Matt exhaled, throwing a hand in the air and falling back into the sofa. "No, look. I've been reading up on trauma and how it affects people. Yes, she's the one whose life was in danger and she needs all the support she can get right now. But we also experienced our own trauma at the thought of losing her. We all probably have that sense of..."
"Things being unresolved?" I suggested.
"Yeah." He nodded. "Like it's not over yet. As if there's something more we could've done. Still. I don't know. I think we could use some therapy too, man. Matter of fact, let me see that list of yours." He stuck his hand out for my phone.
Turning my screen back on, I was met with the picture of the private island again. "So does that mean I should give up on this fantasy, then?" I handed the phone to him.
"Well, she did say she was open to something more permanent with us," he said. "And this is nice."
"So, you're still up for chipping in to help me buy this?" I asked.
"As if you need my help." He scoffed. "But hell yeah, I want to feel useful too. It's far away from Durham though, you think she'll go for it?"
"Go for what?" Lily's voice joined us in the living room and my heart jumped in reaction.
Turning around, I found her swinging her sexy narrow hips over toward us in a change of pajamas. "You weren't wearing that when you went to bed last night." I smiled, putting away my worries for now. I had more important things to focus on, like how tempting her legs looked, how bright her eyes were and how wide that smile was on her face, like gold shooting off the sun.
"Well, I had quite the eventful morning." She tipped on her toes when she reached me, wrapping her arms around my waist and moving in for a kiss.
"Is that so?" Matt asked, rising up from the chair.
She grinned, turning to him too.
"Yeah." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I missed you both. Don't tell me you're tired of me already."
She reached around and pulled my hand toward her, wrapping it around her midsection, so that I was resting up against her ass. I grinned at her suggestiveness as she pulled Matt in by his shirt. I dropped a kiss on her neck and she shivered. Matt kissed her lips.
"Never, babe." I hardened against her. "But we were discussing plans for the future."
Matt shot me a look as if to say, 'Now? Really? Can't you just wait?'
I shook my head at him, reassuring him that I was taking his advice. I wasn't going to bombard her with everything at once, but she needed to know that the contract on the Airbnb was going to be up soon and I was desperate to know what she thought about this new place. Grabbing my phone from the couch, I showed her the picture of the house. She froze, looking at it. My heart dropped with a thud to my feet and my palms began to sweat.
"We have to leave the Airbnb soon and you said you're open to living with us, and I know it's a bit farther away from Durham, but I thought it would be perfect for us. If you don't like it, we could always..." I rambled on.
"This is for us?" Her mouth dropped open. "A p-private island?"
She went white and her knees wobbled. Matt steadied her with his hand around her waist.
I gulped. "Yeah, there's a guesthouse for your mother and her nurse."
She raised her eyes to mine. "Her nurse?" she asked.
"Yeah." I groaned as my stomach twisted up in knots. "I hope you don't mind. It's just that I didn't want to overwhelm you and I didn't think you'd be up to taking care of your mother so soon, so I thought we had to get a nurse..."
"Wait." She shook her head, her eyes darting from side to side as if they were about to start spinning in her head. "Hold on. This is a lot. When do we move in?"
"Well, we haven't bought it yet." Matt hurried to speak, stroking her back. "We wanted to know if you liked it first. We wanted your opinion." He eyed me.
She relaxed at that, sighing. The tension left her forehead and that jaw-dropping smile found her lips again. "It's perfect," she gasped, jumping into Matt's arms.
My breath escaped me in a flash; a slight breeze could have knocked me off my feet. She leapt into my arms as well and I held her tight, my soul beaming in gratitude.
"Thank you!" She planted a kiss on my cheek.
"Oh!" My body melted into her; my nose settled in her hair and I breathed her in, allowing myself to grin. "No, thank you for accepting our gift. I love you so much, Lily. I only want the best for you."
"I love you too." She raised her head from my shoulders, her eyes damp as she kissed me. "I love you both." She looked between Matt and me.
In the mood for celebrating, the room became thick with tension. Matt moved toward her like there was a magnet beneath his skin. I spun her back around to face me, deepening our kiss until our breaths could be heard escaping in our fight for air. Matt groaned into her, kissing her neck and wrapping his arms around her belly. We were all panting messes when the doorbell rang.
"Ignore it," she whispered against my lips and I groaned from the unwillingness to pull away from her. "I can't do that. It's your mom."
She flew out of our arms so fast, she tripped over herself on her way to answer the door.