Page 87 of Four Times Saved

"I didn't know you were the boss. Besides, I'm sure I'd have found a way to convince you." I winked at him and he eased into a smile. "Now, get settled and relax." I motioned to them as I lowered the lights with a remote and set the mood with some candles.

Ryan came up behind me and swooped his arm around my belly.

"Stressed after everything that happened. I know that." I spun around to look him in the eyes. "I just want you all to know..." I directed my speech to everyone. "As much as you're here for me, I'm here for you too."

Ryan kissed my lips, the sweet scent of wine on his breath. I was drunk.

"What do you say we make ourselves busy while that food is warming up?" He smiled at me.

I grinned. "It'll burn by the time we're done."

"I'm burning for you. Do you think it was easy watching you get off with Matt, without us?" Ryan asked against my lips. His thumbs sank into my belly and it fluttered.

"Why didn't you join?" I pecked his bottom lip, biting a little. "I thought you were tired of me or something."

"Tired of you?" He chuckled. "Never."

Ryan groaned and deepened our kiss, grabbing me and smashing my body against his. My nerves tingled, there was a spasm between my legs.

"Ryan." I moaned as he pulled at my clothes with ferocity like he was about to rip them to shreds.

I opened my eyes to find Eric, Matt and Ethan over his shoulders. Their hands reached in to caress the empty spaces on my body. My eyes locked with Matt's and there was a twinge of guilt.

"Wait. I have something to tell you." I panted and stepped out of my panties.

"What is it?" Ryan cornered me in, away from the rest of the men and soaked his fingers with my arousal. "I need you so bad, Lily."

"Matt proposed." I gasped and moaned, my stomach flipping and fluttering like a flight of butterflies.

He tilted his head, his fingers still pounding me. I shuddered and gripped onto his undershirt, sinking my teeth into his shoulder.

"Is that right? What did you say?" He thumbed my clit and I cried out.

"Yes, yes, yes." I repeated. "I said, yes."

"So, what do you say guys? Should we marry her?" Matt grinned.

"I think so." Eric smiled, popping his cock out to stroke it whilst watching me lose my mind from Ryan's intentional fingers.

"I second that." Ethan moved forward to kiss my lips as Ryan took his lips further down my body, sucking on my breast, licking my abdomen and sliding his tongue against my sweet spot.

"Then, I guess we're all getting married." He breathed before pulling his fingers out and burying his face into my muff. "Mm, wife. You're delicious."

"Oh fuck," I moaned, right into Ethan's mouth, jutting my breasts against Matt's lips, locking my eyes onto Eric's in the dim candle light as his cock grew stiffer in his hand. The tension in his face matched the chaos in my body and I came against Ryan's face.

The oven beeped. "I should get that." I spoke through the aftershocks and the second climax, fast approaching, that I was sure was going to leave me a detonated mess.

"By all means, go ahead." Ryan pulled his face away with a grin and I breathed a sigh of relief as my devastating climax was staved off for now.

I looked over my shoulder at them to see Ryan exchanging a look with the guys and when I walked over to the oven, popped the door open and bent over to remove the fish, I almost burned my hand as he pushed into me.

"Oh, fuck." I grabbed onto the wall, grateful when one of the guys pulled the food from for me and skillfully manages to shut the door.

Through the reflection in the oven door, I watched myself being pounded and Ryan's face tense in pleasure. My legs wobbled and I climbed my next release. I was blown away when Matt found his way in front of me, his back smashed against the wall and his mouth on my pussy.

"Fuck!" I screamed, tightening to the point of almost decapitating Ryan's cock.

"Shit." He cursed, following me over the edge.

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