Chapter 11—Liam

I lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, jaw clenched as I listened to the sounds of Derrick’s snores bounce off the walls. The prick was sound asleep. I couldn’t get my eyes to close, and Eve, who was laying naked between us in the bed, kept shifting, each move punctuated with a sigh.

We’d spent all day teasing Eve, dragging her to the edge only to stop before she could find release, letting her calm down only to do it all over again. I’d been able to see the frustration in her gaze, feel it in her touch, hear it in her voice. I knew how she felt, because I hadn’t allowed myself to come today, either. I could have, plenty of times, especially when I’d been buried inside of her tight pussy as she moved beneath me, begging me not to stop.

I took a deep breath but remained perfectly still, despite the fact my cock was rock fucking hard. God, Eve had felt good wrapped around my dick. Being in her was absolute perfection, and I needed more. When we’d gotten back to the cabin, I’d assumed we’d share her—that had been the plan all day—but then Derrick had complained of a headache, took a shower, popped some pills, slapped me on the back and said, “you know what to do,” then passed out before I could get anything started.

You know what to do. Yeah, I knew what to do all right.

His actions and words were all too familiar. He’d had enough sharing and playing and needed a break, which meant Eve was all mine for the night. If she wanted me, but I wasn’t so sure she’d be up for having me while her husband was dead to the world.

The mattress shifted slightly under Eve’s small frame. The blankets lifted, then settled back in place. A second later, I heard a soft moan that was suddenly cut off. My entire body tensed. There was no mistaking what she was doing. She was playing with herself. I wanted nothing more than to roll onto my side and touch her. Taste her hard nipples scrape over my tongue. Feel her wet pussy around my fingers. My cock twitched, and she froze as if waiting to see if I was awake, or if I’d do anything. After a moment, she resumed her motions. I glanced down, able to see her hand working in slow circles beneath the blankets.

Fuck.

I needed her. I needed to bury my cock in her and make her come. Hell, I needed to come. But if I gave into the urges tearing through me, I’d be crossing a line that could never be uncrossed. I’d be taking something that didn’t belong to me, and I’d be betraying my best friend in the worst way imaginable.

But what about Eve? I’d played a big part in pushing her past her limit today. How could I now lay here and not follow through with the promise I’d made her? Wasn’t that an equally rotten betrayal? Besides, Derrick had told me that she was mine now, too.

Of course, his actions when we’d gotten home weren’t a surprise. That is exactly what he did when we’d shared women in the past and he needed a break or had become bored. He’d take something to make himself pass out, leaving me alone with the woman, giving me permission to do as I pleased with her.

She whimpered, and I was done. There was no fucking way in hell I was going to lay here next to her while she got herself off and not touch her. Not even a saint could pull that off. In one swift move, I turned on my side, rolled her toward me and draped her leg over my waist, letting my hard cock settle between her thighs. My God, she was wet. She gasped loudly, and I put my hand over her mouth. “Shh.”

When she nodded her consent, I removed my hand from her mouth and replaced it with my lips, kissing her deeply, groaning when she met my tongue stroke or stroke. She pressed closer, her hard nipples teasing my chest, and she kissed me back with so much fiery passion, it was a wonder I didn’t erupt in flames right then and there.

“If your husband won’t give you what you need, I will.” I nipped at her jaw and neck, loving the way her pulse thrashed against my tongue. My cock strained to get inside of her. “Just say the word, Eve, and I’m yours.” I already was hers, in more ways than she’d ever know.

“What about Derrick?” she whispered, her lips seeking mine for another kiss; this one much hotter and longer than the last.

God, the passion this woman had. “You’ll have to be quiet,” I said, my voice husky and thick with anticipation. Sharing Eve had been amazing, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want her all to myself, just once.

Her soft laugh tickled my senses, and my cock jerked against her slit, causing her to suck in a sharp breath. Goddamn, if she didn’t give me permission soon, I was going to have to force myself out of this bed, away from her warm inviting body, and go jack off in the shower.

“Maybe we should move to the guest room.”

“What?” I said much too loudly. Clearing my throat, I lowered my voice. “Are you serious?”

She nodded, her bottom lip tucked between her teeth. “There’s no way I can be quiet, not after what you two put me through today.”

Her accusation hit the mark, and her words were like a sucker punch to the gut. But she had a point. I wasn’t sure I could be quiet, either, and if this was the only chance I’d ever get to have Eve to myself, I wasn’t going to waste it by trying to be quiet so we wouldn’t wake her husband. I slid out of bed, took her hand, and led her to the guest room at the opposite end of the cabin. I shut the door but didn’t lock it. If Derrick woke up, he’d come looking for us, and I wanted him to find me in bed with his wife. He’d more than likely join us.

“What happens in this room tonight stays in this room,” I said, sauntering toward the bed where she’d made herself comfortable. Because now that I had her alone, I wasn’t holding back. She needed to know the truth about me, about my feelings for her, and she needed to know what her husband had done all those years ago.

“Agreed.” She nodded.

I climbed over her, my hands on either side of her head, and then I leaned down, capturing her lips for a short kiss. “You asked me why I agreed to share you.” I lowered myself onto her, parting her thighs with my knees as I settled between her legs. “This is why, Eve. This moment right here.”

She gazed up at me, her baby blues full of confusion. “What moment?” I could feel her heart racing, beating from her chest to mine.

“Derrick and I don’t just share. We take turns. When he’s had enough, I get the woman all to myself and vice versa.”

“Wait.” Understanding dawned in her expression. “That’s why he took those pills tonight? Because he didn’t want to have sex with us?”

A corner of my mouth lifted at her choice of words. “I don’t know for sure, but yeah, I’m guessing that’s why.” I smoothed the hair from her forehead and kissed her again, her soft whimpers spurring me on. I shifted, easing my weight into my right arm and hooking her leg over my left arm. I pushed into her, my gaze trained on where our bodies met, and I watched my cock disappear into her.

“Oh, God!” she cried out, her nails digging into my biceps.

Her pussy lips spread around my shaft, stretching and sucking me deeper. I pulled back, groaning at the sight of her slick juices glistening around my cock before her pussy swallowed me again. “Fucking Christ, Eve. So tight.” I gritted my teeth and worked myself in and out of her, letting her body adjust to me. Going slow was nearly impossible, though, and I had to force myself not to go too fast. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her. But damn. At this rate, I was going to die of a stroke if I couldn’t fuck her the way I’d always wanted to.

“You’re so hard,” she gasped, her fingers curling against my arms.

“That’s all you, honey.” I buried myself in her, my balls pressed to her. I put my mouth near her ear, nipping at it. “Five years, Eve. I’ve waited five long years for this. For you.” I claimed her lips the same way I was claiming her body—with determination and no regrets. When this was over, she would crave me. There would be no way she could let me walk away.

“Liam.” Her breaths were hot and ragged against my lips. She lifted her hips, meeting my thrusts, our bodies coming together again and again until the sounds of our flesh slapping together was a chorus to our moans. “God, yes.” She chanted my name, and for a moment, I forgot how to breathe.

I’d dreamed about this moment for years, fantasized about how she’d feel, how my name would sound from her lips, what I’d say to her. And now that I was here with her, I couldn’t do anything but feel. Her pussy spasmed, then clenched. Ripples of sensations worked along my shaft and landed in my balls.

I dropped her leg from my arm, and she hooked her feet under my ass, holding me inside of her and riding my thrusts. “You are so much better than what I’d imagined. You’re perfect, Eve. Absolutely fucking perfect.” I pushed all the way into her and stilled, letting her walls pulse around me like she had on the boat.

“Kiss me.” She clutched my face and kissed me with every ounce of energy she had, our bodies once again rocking in sync. Me lunging forward as she pushed up. We were made for each other, and I prayed to every deity I knew that she’d realize it, too. “I’ve thought about this,” she said, her voice straining with each word. “About having you inside of me, looking down at me. I love your eyes.”

Well, that was unexpected. Smiling, I kissed each of her cheeks. “Then look at me, Eve. Let me make that fantasy a reality.”

Slowly, her eyes fluttered open, and her gaze locked with mine. I slowed my pace, wanting to draw out this moment for her, give her something to hold on to if or when I was asked to leave. The sight of her staring up at me, so trusting and innocent knocked the breath from my body, leaving me weak and vulnerable. I was at her mercy.

“That’s it, sweetheart. Keep those beautiful baby blues on me.” And then I pushed her over the edge.

She cried my name as she writhed beneath me, her motions frantic, like she needed me deeper. Any effort I made to prolong our orgasms, to hold onto her longer failed when she started to tighten around me. Clenching my jaw, I bore down, pressing against her clit.

“Oh my, God. Liam! I’m gonna come.”

“Fuck yes. Give it to me, Eve. Let me feel you come on my cock.” I kissed her lips and her neck before finding her hard nipple and sucking it into my mouth.

“Yes, yes…Liam. Oh, God.” She clung to me, every inch of her body was pressed to mine, connected in way I’d never felt before.

Her body went taut a second before she bucked beneath me, her lava-hot release showering my cock. I swelled painfully, spilling my release into her. I swore to all that was holy that I went cross-eyed from how incredible it felt to orgasm with her. My moan of satisfaction was low and guttural, animalistic. I had been with a lot of women, but none of them had been like this. It had never been like this. Ever. And I knew it never would be with anyone else.