Page 53 of Shattered Rhythm

I take her hand in mine and squeeze it. When River pulls away, she turns her head to me, and I kiss her next, feeling her heartbeat quicken. I know we shouldn’t rush anything, but I need a bit more, and I think she does too. I let my hand wander up her thigh, and she moans into the kiss but then pulls back.

“Guys, I’m not ready for sex yet,” Liv says, looking up at the ceiling and biting her lip anxiously.River gently pulls her lip out of her teeth with his thumb.

“We would never rush this with you, Liv,” he assures her.

“He’s right,” I agree, wanting to respect her boundaries. “But we still want to make you feel good, baby. Will you let us?”

“It’s been a while for me,” Liv admits, unaware that this is something I love to hear.

Fuck you, Gunner.

“Same here,” River chimes in, running his fingers through her hair.

“Welcome to Ryder’s tour of pleasure. Let me be your guide,” I joke, and they both chuckle. “River, sit up and lean against the headboard,” I instruct him, and he complies. “Sit on his lap with your back against him, baby,” I tell her, and she leans forward to kiss him before turning around to sit in his lap. Reaching for the zipper of her jeans, I ask, “May I?” She nods, and I help her remove her jeans and her remaining sock. As I take out her right leg of the tight jeans, I kiss her knee, savoring the feel of her skin. Even though she still needs to tell us what happened, now is not the time.

I can’t stop fixating on the black lace covering her pussy. I begin to stroke her over the lace, feeling the dampness that’s already formed. I look up and see River placing open-mouthed kisses on her neck while holding her hips. She’s breathing heavy, her head leaning against River’s shoulder, eyes closed.

“River, dip your hands into her bra and play with her nipples,” I instruct him.

He grins at me before asking her, “Can I please?”

“Yes,” she whispers, nodding.

He dips his hands into her bra cups and squeezes them. I know he’s a boobs man, so I try to suppress a chuckle when he whispers, “God damn.”

“Pull her bra down, River. I want to see her perfect tits,” I say, which he does. “I fucking knew they were perfect, baby,” I whisper, then lean in to lick one of her hard pink nipples, making her whimper.

I sit back on my heels once again, while River starts to play with her breasts, squeezing them while kissing her neck and shoulder. Sliding her panties to the side, I see that she’s already glistening with arousal, so I lean in and breathe in her scent, which only intensifies my own desire. I flick my tongue over her slit, eliciting a gasp from Liv, then push her legs wide and start to alternate between licking and sucking her clit, occasionally dipping my tongue into her wetness. Liv’s moans grow louder and more desperate as I bring her closer and closer to the edge.

“Fuck, the sounds you make,” River murmurs, his face strained, so I pause for a moment to look at him, and he grins back at me. I straighten and lean in to kiss Liv deeply, my face damp from her arousal, letting her taste herself on my tongue.

“Kiss him,” I tell her. She turns and kisses River, who’s still rolling her nipples between his fingers. He groans, tasting her. “Let us make you feel good, baby. You’re so fucking sexy like this, so wet for us,” I say. My fingers spread her open for easier access, and I get back to work.

She writhes on the bed, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. I can feel her body tensing up, signaling that she’s close to the edge. I don’t want to make her wait any longer, so I increase the pressure and speed of my tongue, sending her into an orgasm. She cries out, her body convulsing with pleasure, while I continue to lick and suck her clit through her orgasm, not stopping until she’s finished. When she finally comes down from her high, she’s panting heavily.

I pull her panties back over her pretty pink and swollen pussy and climb up next to her. River wraps his arms around her from behind.

“You’re amazing, Liv,” he whispers in her ear.

“God damn perfect,” I agree, putting her pretty tits back into her bra with a little squeeze goodbye.

Liv reaches for the zipper on my jeans, but I take her hand and kiss her palm.

“We just wanted to make you feel good, baby. No need to reciprocate,” I assure her. River scoots her down with him, and they both lie on the bed under the covers. I join them, letting out a yawn.

“Would you like to stay the night?” Liv asks, her voice small and insecure. I can sense her worry, but I don’t want her to feel that way.

“I’d love to,” I reply, pulling her out of River’s arms and into mine, kissing her forehead.

She turns to look at River, who’s typing on his phone. I clear my throat.

“Sorry, beautiful. I’d love to stay too. I just need to let Jaxon and Chase know we won’t be coming home tonight,” he tells her.

“Oh, Jaxon’s going to love that,” I say with a chuckle.

“Like I care,” River retorts, throwing his phone to the end of the bed and cuddling up to Liv’s backside.

“Twin sandwich,” Liv mutters before her breath evens out, and we both chuckle.

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