Page 90 of Four Times Forever

"Oh my..." Lily's eyes rolled back. I swore along with her. Her words faded as I pulled my fingers out, cleaned them, dropped to my knees, and tugged her forward.

"Yeah. I am. I'm also excellent at this," I groaned at the delectable view before pressing my mouth to her.

My fingers found her again, depriving my body of its most fulfilling role.

Her moans were music to my ears, but I had had enough of this. I grabbed the photos from her hand, and a little note fell. She picked it up as I tossed them aside. I was a bit peeved about what could be more interesting than my actions at the moment. I wanted all of her attention.

"What does it say?" I grunted.

She narrowed her eyes, pushed my head back down, and thrust her hips against my face and fingers. Okay, well, damn.

"Read it," I commanded.

Lily grumbled. "Hope one day..." She gasped. "...I get to photograph you..." Oh. The thought of a photo of her hanging in a frame in our house had me groaning. "...while with you." Even better. Lily reacted strongly, her moans growing deeper and louder. She clamped her legs shut around my head and froze. "Oh!" She whined. Small vibrations rocked her until she fell apart.

"Oh, my!" Lily yelled.

Yes, ma'am. I was dizzy when her fingers snatched my hair and pulled my head back.

"Where are the videos?" Her flushed lips parted to ask me.

"On my phone," I panted. She grabbed my chin and pulled me forward. "Take it out, I want to watch it."

A laugh fell out of me, and I looked over her head toward the bedroom door. I had dropped the phone on the kitchen island when I first came in.

"Another time," I said as I untied her bikini bottom strings. "I want you now."

Her belly quivered as I parted her legs. Good heavens, the sunlight flickered, making her skin glisten.

"Fuck, you're even more beautiful in direct light." I couldn't stop looking at it even as I positioned my dick for the entrance. I almost missed the shadow that loomed onto our balcony. Thank fuck, it wasn't a stranger coming to kill us, or we would have been dead meat.

Slipping it in and letting her moan wash over me, I brought my lips close to her ear. "If you look behind you, you'll see you have an audience."

She gasped and turned her head.

"Oh, fuck!" Lily cried, clamping down on me.

Ryan stood there in nothing but boxers, gripping the railing that separated us. His knuckles pushed against the tightness of his skin. And he watched me, lust turning his gaze into lava. My body went weak and I covered Lily with it. She wrapped her legs around my hips and I pulled her eyes back to mine for a kiss. She indulged me and I indulged in her, losing myself until I didn't take notice of when Ryan left.

Not until he was standing behind Lily, on our balcony.

"Shit." My lower body rocked as my orgasm started rushing through me, sparking in my back and gathering in my belly. I pulled out to hold myself back from bursting too soon, but I was unsuccessful. My body exploded and fuck, I saw stars.

Ryan stalked forward, his bulge firm in his underwear. He stood before her, his back against the sun, his chest heaving.

"Lily, I know I've been an asshole. And I know I don't deserve you. But, please. I'm begging you. This doesn't have to mean anything..." He caught his breath as she got up from the lounge chair.

Ryan almost lost his ability to speak.

"Lily," he managed.

She hesitated for a millisecond, standing toe to toe with him.

Ryan reached out to brush his hand across her cheek. "I know I don't deserve to touch..."

Lily moaned. "Fuck it," she gasped, jumping up and wrapping her legs around him.

When his hands came up to grip her ass, her head fell back a little, still not unhooking those lips. Ryan's hand fisted into her hair and he held her against him, groaning and panting as his fingers explored her skin anew. No more words were exchanged between them. He wasted no time, unzipping his jeans and slipping into her wet pussy.

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