her.
He
removed his palm, staring down at her as he breathed heavily. He watched her,
an intense expression on his face. “I love you so fucking much.”
His
breathing increased, and his face became a mask of pleasure as he picked up his
speed, fucking her harder, faster. She was sliding up on the bed from his
forcefulness, but she wanted this, wanted to surrender to him. He placed a hand
on her shoulder, keeping her stationed. And then he pulled out of her, grabbed
his cock, and stroked himself from root to tip while staring at her spread
pussy.
The
sight of his cock in his hands, glistening from her juices, as he pumped his
fist up and down, was incredibly dirty and arousing. He groaned, his gaze never
leaving hers as he came. Ribbon after ribbon of cum shot out of him and landed
on her stomach and chest.
That
sight alone could have given her another orgasm. She was so turned on, so
stunned by the display of his whole body tensing as he got off, at the fact he
never took his focus off of her.
After
the last tremor stole over him, he got off the bed. Lying there, sated and
relaxed, covered in his semen, all she could do was breathe out and close her
eyes, basking in the aftereffects of all of this. She heard the water running
in the bathroom that was attached to the room, and after only a few seconds
silence once again reigned. Then she heard him approach, but she was too
drugged to move or open her eyes. She felt a warm cloth smooth between her
thighs and then over her belly as he cleaned her, wiping away all the remnants
of what they’d done.
A
dirty part, animalistic side of her even, wanted his cum on her, wanted that
proof that what they’d done was real.
Lilly
opened her eyes and watched Tallin finish cleaning
her, his touch soft despite the fact she knew he was rough to the core. He set
the rag aside when he was finished and lay beside her. Neither spoke, but no
words needed to be said. They were here together, the silence was comforting,
and she’d never felt more alive or happy. The only thing missing, the only
person she wished were here to experience this, was Riley.
And
on the heels of that she thought of Christian and wondered if things would have
been vastly different among the four of them if he’d still been here.
Stop thinking about that. It
doesn’t matter now. Christian wouldn’t want you thinking about the past and
hurting over it.
Tallin covered them with the blankets and
pulled her so she was flush with his body—back to chest. His heat and strength
poured into her, surrounded her. She felt so very small compared to him, so
protected and safe. She looked out the window at the full moon, loving the feel
of his hand stroking softly across her hip, and wondering how things would play
out tomorrow … for the rest of her life.
“I
love you, Lilly.”
She
closed her eyes, smiling. “I love you, too.”
“We’ll
talk to Riley in the morning, and together we’ll figure out what to do.”
Until tomorrow.
****
Tallin was gone the next morning, the
spot next to Lilly cold when she ran her hand over it. The sun had barely
risen, and even though she should have been more tired given the fact she had
been worked over good last night—which even now had her face heating—she
couldn’t go back to sleep.
She
replayed the previous night’s events in her mind, and the pleasure and the love
that Tallin had given her felt so fresh inside of
her. Her pussy and nipples were deliciously sore, a pleasant reminder. She
didn’t regret what they’d shared, but she did feel guilty because she should
have spoken to both of them, expressed her feelings with them present, before
she moved onto the physical aspect of it all.
She
was, after all, in love with Riley also.
Lilly
knew she had to talk with them, see where this was going, and how it would all
play out. She was still so hurt by the death of Christian, and she didn’t want
any of them thinking she’d been with them, opened up, because of