Page 88 of Four Times Forever

"Yeah, but I'm running straight into your arms. Isn't that enough?" The fucking charmer.

"Mine are not the only arms waiting to hold you. You should come over to see Lily. I'd love to fuck you while she watches for a change. And maybe if you're lucky, she might even kiss you." I wiggled my brows at him.

He breathed a laugh before shaking his head. "I want to," he groaned.

My mouth almost fell open.

"See her, I mean. Not have you fuck me. I don't think you're up to the task," he teased.

"Oh, I'm up for the task. Just ask Lily," I winked.

"Oh yeah?" He smiled.

"Come on. What are you afraid of?" I asked.

He took a breath and backed away from me.

"Are you afraid that she's going to look at you and see the truth?" I folded my arms.

"Maybe." He fell back onto the bed. "I'm not as good at manipulating as you guys are. I don't know, I can't just go back to thinking everything's fine now. It all feels too good to be true. I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop."

"Number one, ouch. I wouldn't call myself a manipulator." I winced.

"Manipulators don't often do," he fired back.

"Neither do abusers," I mumbled beneath my breath before I could catch myself.

He cleared his throat and got up off the bed. "You're right. I think you should go see her."

"Ryan. I didn't mean..." I started.

"Yes, you did. And you're right. Still, tell her that I love her, will you?" He walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

After a few knocks didn't produce an answer, I entered the hotel room. It was scanty. Assuming they were all out, I decided on finding my sneakers and going for a morning hike to clear my head. That was when I saw her. Milky breasts with a cherry on top, soaking up the sun. The hair on my skin stood on end, and I stormed out the balcony doors.

"Lily! What the hell are you doing? People can see you!" I looked up at the balconies above us, beside us.

"Matt! Geez Louise! You frightened the hell out of me. People don't care. Plus, no one's out here." She eased up and looked behind me. "You're on your own?"

I was parched. "Not care? There's no one in their right mind who would see you like this and not automatically want to taste your skin, fuck you raw, right now. And yes, I'm on my own."

Her hazel eyes darkened.

"Well, maybe Ryan can step out onto his balcony and get a show, like the one I got a couple nights ago," she hinted.

"Let's leave Ryan out of this." The blood rushing to my cock was too loud for me to hear anything else she was saying. "Wait, what's this about a show?" I asked, stepping out of my shorts.

Lily grinned. "Don't worry about it. What's that?" She eyed the large orange envelope in my hand before dropping her eyes to my obvious arousal.

"A gift. For you. From Ryan," I groaned, stepping out of my underwear.

She gasped, looking around.

"Well, if you're going to have my tits on display, I'll have your cock on display," I sighed, letting the wind kiss my ass and lick my balls.

Lily swallowed as I moved to sit at the foot of the lounge chair and took her feet in my hands.

"What are you doing?" She licked her lips.

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