Page 108 of Four Times Forever

Oh, help me. I was ready to break out of this cell.

"Of course you do. You've been keeping her locked away for too long, putting her away so that you can be who you need to be for others. Now, there's nothing holding her back from coming out." Eric sniffed. "You get to be Lily without us."

"I don't want that." She shook her head. "I want to be the Lily I am with all of you. I'll wait."

"What?!" Matt leaned forward. "Lily, we're going to be locked up for twenty years. You can't wait that long. As much as I hate it, this has to be goodbye."

Fuck. He was right. I had made my peace with that before I knew she didn't hate me.

"I don't care. I'll wait," she promised us.

Before I could blink, our visit was over and the guard was forcing us back to our cell. We all exchanged a look, but I had hope that this wasn't the last time we'd see each other.

Epilogue

Lily

Some years later...

Ihadn't missed a single visit since they'd been locked up. Today, they were getting out early on account of good behavior, and I still couldn't believe it was happening. I'd pinched myself several times as I put on my slinky deep red mini dress, low cut in the front with matching strappy heels, and styled my grown dark brown hair. I was embracing its natural color in soft romantic curls down my back. I rarely let it out nowadays since it was usually pinned away while I was painting.

My men's bravery in taking accountability for their actions and their willingness to serve their time and get their shit together had inspired my own bravery. I'd opened up my own gallery where I showcased my paintings along with other up-and-coming artists. I've gotta say, the muscular torsos sell out like crazy. Naked, muscular torsos of my men. Yes, they'd bulked up in prison. All four of them. Matt was still on the leaner side with lickable abs and solid arms. His jawline was smooth and covered with a little more than a dusting of a dark brown beard. He still kept his hair short. Eric's long hair was a lot shorter now. It was surprising when I saw it within the second week he was in prison. His hair was too pretty for the other residents there, let's just put it that way. Ha. I mean, he's beautiful already. With that hair, my man's a catch.

It was a good thing he had an ability to charm people and encourage them to do shit. He had them playing sports and games, and doing anything to let off steam that didn't involve them bending him over or forcing him into more crime just to stay alive. Matt and Ethan's money helped all of them out a lot. No one knew they were loaded, but they could supply some legal shit here and there to keep their cellmates happy.

And Ethan was already the bulkiest when he went in. His six-foot-five frame now? Fuck, I couldn't wait to climb it. And —umph! I bit my lip— Ryan's caramel sauce brown skin stretched over hard biceps and broad shoulders. I'm not ashamed to admit that I'd watched all their firm asses as they walked away, ready to fight anyone who touched them.

For such a long time, I'd only had my imagination to fill me up. No wonder so much of my art was of what I imagined their bodies must look like. My pussy throbbed on my way to pick them up so I could see for myself once and for all. I'd only been fucked by my dildo, pinched my own nipples, got my clit stroked by my own fingers and stimulated by my vibrator in their absence. Because my heart beat for them alone. My body responded only to them. I hadn't even glanced in another man's direction. I'd had all the time in the world to find out who I was and claim my identity, now my body was yearning to claim them again.

I was dripping onto my thong by the time I stepped out of the car. I had to stop to catch my breath as the fabric rubbed up against my aroused spot, pebbling my nipples.

"Where's that sexy woman of ours?" I heard Eric's voice first as soon as the doors releasing them from the prison closed.

"Man, I can't wait to see her. Wrap her in my arms. Kiss her." Ryan breathed.

Shit, my legs wobbled.

"Yeah, that's all you can't wait to do?" Ethan asked. "She won't be able to peel me off her."

"Not if I get to her first." Matt challenged.

They grinned and my heart pounded with such force, I couldn't stay away any longer.

"Damn, it's good to be out!" Eric shouted and I laughed to myself, my heels pounding the concrete faster.

Heaven, help me as I turned the corner. The sun was burning hotter today, because I was flushed.

A long, slow whistle escaped Matt, making me flush hotter. They rushed toward me, I rushed toward them, unsure which one to hug first, wanting to attach my body to them all at once.

Eric slapped Ethan on the ass, causing him to spin around and look behind him. Laughing, Eric ducked past Matt and Ryan and got to me first, picking me up and spinning me around.

"Careful! My tits are gonna fall out and my ass is definitely out!" I grinned.

"Hmmm." Eric growled and crashed his lips to mine.

"Don't worry. I got you." Matt came behind me, shielding my thonged ass from the world and slipping his warm hands across the strings of my underwear.

"We should get back to the car before we get arrested for public indecency." I panted.

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