Page 43 of Four Love (Ever and Always 2)

She squeezed him from her body with the powerful waves of her orgasm. But he was back in seconds, using the relief that followed to gain admittance to her body.

He was slippery and hard as steel as he sank into her ass.

Lorenzo’s gentle sucking on her pussy felt so good that if there was even a twinge of discomfort, she didn’t dwell on it. Owen lifted her off his cock while Trent advanced, fitting himself inside her. Holly cried out, but only because she wanted more. She needed to have all three of them inside her at once, occupying her completely.

Trent wrapped his arms around her, fondling her breasts for a few moments before he rolled, taking her with him. He landed on his back, with her lying on top of him, his chest glued to her back. Lorenzo didn’t hesitate. He pounced on her and tucked himself against her slick pussy, working into her before she’d even finished enduring the aftershocks of the first orgasm they’d given her.

They stretched her, spread her, and made her feel things straight to her soul.

And that was even before Owen knelt beside Trent’s shoulder and tipped her head in his direction. Trent held her hips as he screwed into her from below and presented her to Lorenzo so he could do the same. They fucked her relentlessly, driving her up again before she’d had a chance to settle.

Holly opened her mouth and wordlessly invited Owen inside. He gave her something to do with her excess energy as she licked, sucked, and bobbed on his erection. With one hand, she reached between his legs, first to fondle his tight sac and then to press on the base of the plug that did to him what Trent was doing to her. It had to feel as good too, because his thighs quivered before her eyes.

Trent was kissing her shoulder, traveling toward her neck as he set the pace for them all. Though not frantic, it was urgent, and demanding. And when he raked his teeth over the column of her neck, she clamped down around all three men who possessed her body and her heart.

“Ah fuck.” Owen held her head still as he began to piston between her lips. “I’m close already.”

“Me too,” Lorenzo groaned. “You’re so gorgeous like this, Holly. So giving and so voracious. I love it. I love you.”

Trent murmured in her ear, “You were made for us. Show him, Holly. Show him how much you love it when we fuck you like this. When we become one, like we were always meant to be.”

Owen reached forward and cupped her breast, flicking his thumb over her nipple.

That was it. She lost control of her own body, of her mind too. All she could do was take what they were giving her, relish every moment, and every scrap of bliss. She didn’t have to hoard it, though, or hope it went on forever, because she knew that with them, every night of their lives was going to be filled with this much love, passion, and friendship.

Holly came so hard her vision went white. She screamed something barely intelligible about how she loved them, and maybe their names, around Owen’s jerking cock as they shouted hers and flooded her with their own epic releases.

Her body absorbed it all, making them part of her as she was already part of them.

They were in this together. Four love. For life.

19

“Ishouldn’t be surprised that they have a gorgeous catamaran like this one,” Lorenzo purred, obviously in love with Ford, Brady, Josh, and Kari’s yacht at first sight.

“Have you ever been on a boat like this before?” Owen asked Lorenzo.

Holly figured Trent had, though he still seemed suitably impressed. Maybe when they sold their first million units, they could get themselves something like this…well, not as grand, but a boat of some sort so they could spend lazy days out to sea, entertaining themselves far away from the rest of the world.

“Nah, but I used to sit on the docks at home and watch them. I’d wonder where they came from and where they were going next. I never thought I’d find myself traveling as far from home as some of them.” Lorenzo held Holly’s hand as he followed the mast of the catamaran all the way up to where it seemed to pierce the sky.

“Maybe you’re home now,” Holly said softly as she looked first to him, then Owen, and finally Trent, who was smiling at her. It wasn’t a new thing. She caught him staring often during the days they spent working on their company together.

“Wherever you three are is where I’m meant to be.” Lorenzo kissed her knuckles.

Holly fixed her dress and strolled with them to the trampolines, where her mother was already sitting on one of the foam cube seats that had been arranged for their closest friends and family. To see her there, her hair blowing in the breeze, and a smile on her face as she talked to her neighbors without being out of breath, made everything perfect.

Trent squeezed her fingers on the opposite side of her from Lorenzo. She glanced over at him and flashed him a smile. He’d made this possible, even if he’d deny it.

Together they took the four seats behind her mother and lost themselves in friendly conversation interspersed with heated glances and casual touches that promised the romantic mood would lead to an incredible night together later.

“Not to interrupt, but would you four mind being less sickeningly perfect?” a man on the opposite side of them said with a rueful grin. He stuck out his hand and said, “I’m Max Green. Kari’s old neighbor, from the days when she was slumming it with regular folk like me.”

Trent chuckled and shook his hand before the rest of them did too.

“I remember Kari telling me about you.” Holly tried not to wince as she recalled the trouble they’d been through. “You rescued her from her stalker.”

“Nah.” Max shrugged. “I mostly stood around with her until the police came. She did all the brave stuff herself.”

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