Page 59 of Four Times Forever

Lily hissed and groaned before taking charge.

She broke free of Matt and Eric and succumbed to the teasing glint in Ethan's eyes. Grabbing hold of the belt of his jeans, she backed him up toward the bed, kissing him with hungry demand. He chuckled and let her take him where she wanted. She carried him around the side of the bed, instead of shoving him backward. I realized her reason for the switch in directions when she climbed on top of him, kissed him, and then turned to look at me.

My pulse was shooting off lightning bolts inside my head, wondering if I'd get lucky enough to be called over. Her eyes left mine to focus on my crotch where my hand was trying to soothe the torment that left my cock desperate. She licked her lips, and fuck, I remembered the feel of her mouth around me. I needed it now.

But she didn't call me over.

Instead, she undid Ethan's belt, pulled out his cock, and wrapped her mouth around it. What's a man to do in a situation like this? It's not like there's a curtain I can pull. Is it inappropriate to whip my dick out and start hand fucking it? Distracting myself, I turned to look out the window and was surprised to find that we were already in the air. I wasn't aware of anything else but Lily.

Ethan groaned and Lily whimpered around his thick length. I couldn't not look. That's what they wanted, isn't it? For me to see what I couldn't have. And so I lost the fight to not watch, turning my head to see Eric pulling her panties down as she used that magical mouth on Ethan, and him dipping to use his mouth on her. Her hips jerked into an immediate rhythm, riding his face, and his hands came up to grip her ass.

My mouth went dry. The last time Lily and I fucked, I marked that ass with my own hands.

My cock developed a heartbeat of its own, beating out an insane rhythm. I loved it rough, but falling in love turned me into a sap who needed to make love to her, not fuck her raw. I didn't know it was possible to do both at the same time until I lost my mind that day, and fuck, I would do anything for some more of that.

My eyes locked onto Matt's as he took his clothes off and sat up at the head of the bed with a cock so hard, he shuddered when he touched himself. I was desperate for some relief and questioned him with a look. If I couldn't have Lily, could I at least have you? He looked at Ethan, Lily, and Eric. There was nowhere for him to squeeze himself into at the moment. Matt was as left out as I was.

When he looked back at me, I unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, never taking my eyes off him. His eyes heated too. His lips even kicked up. Any moment now, I expected him to get up and walk over. I knew how much watching Matt and me turned Lily on. I could play a game with her too, remind her of what she could have with me.

But Matt just threw his head back, shut his eyes, and continued to stroke himself, leaving me to take myself into my own hand. Frustration and need made me hurt myself with the roughness of my own strokes, needing to shut out the reminder that it wasn't her mouth on me, that I wasn't squeezing into that surprisingly tight pussy of hers. Somehow, no matter how many different cock lengths and girths she'd had inside her, she'd remained perfect for me.

"Fuck, Lily." I groaned her name, wrestling against the need to cum, pushing it away so that I could enjoy it a bit longer.

"Uhnh!" Her body-tingling moan popped my shut eyes open to find Eric sinking himself inside her.

It was like watching someone savor your favorite dessert. He licked his lips, she shivered, taking a moment to catch her breath before covering Ethan with her mouth again. Fuck, my hands tightened around my cock and my eyes flicked to Matt's. His desperation was evident, and I saw he was considering it. I could have fucked the tight hole of a bottle right then, as long as it was warm, soft, and wet.

My mouth fell open and my tongue hung out as I got nasty with it, pure lava kissing my bones, moving through my belly, teasing me. The end was near, yet evasive, and I chased it, all the while holding it off, just in case Matt changed his mind.

"Fuck," he swore.

Ethan popped Lily's head off him and kissed her as she moaned into his mouth from Eric's pounding.

"You almost ended me," he breathed before moving out from underneath her.

Her hands were pressed into the bed and her head hung low as she took Eric's dick, biting her lip and moaning his name. She flicked a glance to Matt, caught him looking at me, and turned to see what he was looking at. As soon as her head whipped in my direction, she spasmed around Eric and I squeezed my cock, begging myself not to cum.

Shit, I saw stars.

She blurred before me and the drops of sweat on her body stood out like crystals in my distorted view. My chest hurt so bad, I thought I was having a heart attack. I couldn't catch my breath. It wasn't until my vision cleared that I realized I had had a mini orgasm, not a full one, no cum shooting out from my dick just yet, but all the sensations of one. I didn't know that was possible until then. Wow. Fuck. Just wow.

When I did manage to breathe and look back over at Matt, sweat pouring down the sides of my face, pooling on my belly underneath my shirt, I found him beneath her, his cock in her mouth. Damn it, so fucking close. I could have fucked someone, got off on how hot it made Lily. Instead, I was still just left with my hand and a flushed thumping cock. Frustrated, I tore my shirt over my head, folded it up, and tossed it across from me.

I deserved this. This was my punishment. If I wanted to get back into Lily's good graces, her very good, hot, and wet graces, then damn it, I needed duration, longevity. It wasn't enough to be good for this flight, or while we were in Paris. I knew what I had and I knew what I did to lose it. Now, I'd have to do everything I could to get it back, to get her back. It took sex for me to see that, but damn it, it was how I molded with her, bonded, became one with her. Before, I was running in survival mode. As long as she remained out of sight, I could fill my head up with anything else to keep her out of mind so that I didn't have to face losing her. But this trip...

Eric's hips started grinding against her, making circles as he groaned, gripping her hips and falling over on top of her. He reverted to stroking in and out of her as he panted his distress, and I knew that exact feeling, the sweet pull of her wet velvet against him, turning him into liquid. My own body wailed and yearned for it as his hands moved up the sides of her body and he grabbed her breasts, grunted her name, and exploded inside of her.

She fell forward onto the bed, sobbing her pleasure as he coated her insides with his hot cum.

And damn it, I was tempted to walk over there like a madman, pull her up to her knees, and take her. I knew she'd let me. But I also knew she'd regret it. Ethan took the spot where I was supposed to be, sinking into her slick depths as she gripped the bed sheets and turned her head to look at me.

My hand slowly went back to my cock, misery and pleasure coursing through me.

This trip was going to be the death of me. Or the rebirth. Because, fuck it, she was worth it. I needed her more than I needed anything else in this world right then. More than I needed to be honest, more than I needed to escape my guilt. I needed her soft lips against mine, her warm breasts in my hands, against my chest, slamming into my belly as I flipped her over.

Mm, fuck, I needed her kissing and sucking on my balls, licking up my cock and filling her mouth with me. I needed her breath against my neck, against my belly, her teeth grazing against my skin. And fuck me, I needed her to fuck me while I grabbed her throat and forced out those tiny breaths as she tightened around me. I needed to mark her skin again, pump her full of my cum.

"Damn it, Lily!" I gritted my teeth and squeezed the head of my cock.

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