10. Ryland

10

RYLAND

H annah’s allure thrummed in the air, an intoxicating mix of alcohol and lust driving my lips down her arm and back up to the side of her neck. A shiver shook her body.

Arthur brought her in close and scooped her into his arms. “Let’s take this somewhere more comfortable.”

Hannah blushed while reaching back toward me and Scott. “Are you coming?”

Without a doubt. A rueful smile tugged at my lips. “Of course.”

The blush on her cheeks darkened. “I’ve never done anything like this before.” She said it with the kind of quietness that held a hint of fear.

“If anything makes you uncomfortable, we’ll stop,” I was quick to reassure her. Even though we’d not shared a woman since college, we fell back into the old pattern without hesitation.

Arthur lowered Hannah onto the daybed beside the pool. Shadows lingered at the edges where the solar lights didn’t reach, but Hannah lay ringed in golden light. She stretched toward us, water droplets dancing on her body.

I helped her slide out of her wet bathing suit. “If I’d known this was an option, I’d have worn a bikini.” She laughed, a husky sound that shot straight to my dick.

“I like taking your clothes off.” I kissed every inch of exposed flesh. “The longer it takes, the more pleasure I can give you.”

Scott dropped his shorts and crawled onto the bed beside her. He tipped her chin toward him and kissed her slow and deep. One hand slid down the valley between her breasts. Arthur cursed when Scott pinched a nipple and Hannah bucked upward with a groan. “Hurry, Ryland.” He held onto his control with a bared-teeth grimace.

I dragged the bathing suit down Hannah’s thighs, my palms grazing over her smooth skin, down her calves and over her feet. When I stood, Arthur fell between her legs, burying his nose in her.

“Fuck.” I palmed my cock and found a spot on Hannah’s other side. We were all primed and ready, but Hannah’s pleasure mattered more than our own. I kissed her shoulder, then moved to take a nipple between my teeth.

Her hands fluttered, first stroking Arthur’s hair, then moving to grab my arm when Arthur plunged two fingers into her pussy. Every move she made begged for more. And we gave it to her.

She tore her lips away from Scott and turned toward me. “I want to taste you.” The earlier bashfulness evaporated as her needs took hold. I nodded at Arthur, then Scott, before flipping onto my back. Arthur backed away from Hannah long enough to help her roll onto her stomach. As soon as she took my cock into her mouth, fireworks exploded in my vision. She pulled me in deep, her tongue swirling over my shaft.

I fisted my hands in her luscious hair and sank into the oblivion of her lips. “That’s it.” I murmured when she sucked the tip of my cock, then buried my length in her throat. “Fuck, that’s amazing.” She made a guttural sound that vibrated through me.

Arthur lifted her legs and ducked between them once more. The sounds of him eating her pussy joined with our mingled moans. Scott remained beside her, helping her stay in place as he fondled her breasts and stroked her spine.

Her back arched and she popped my cock out of her mouth. “I’m coming. Holy fuck. Arthur. Oh, Arthur.” She rode his face, her sighs of pleasure and the bloom of color spreading across her skin as euphoria took hold caused my cock to swell bigger. I needed to be inside her, needed to feel her pussy flutter and spasm around me.

Her mouth puckered in an O and she slumped forward. Arthur continued to lap at her until her shaking slowed. She lifted her head, a devilish gleam in her eyes, and crawled off Arthur’s face and up my body. Without a word, she fisted my cock and lined it up with her entrance. “Make me come again. I want an orgasm with each of you.” She sank onto me in one long, smooth movement.

“Do you want them to keep going?” I motioned at Scott and Arthur, who waited for her with cocks erect and hope in their eyes.

She lifted her hips, taking me to the edge of her pussy, then slammed onto me. “Yes. I want Scott in my mouth. Make me feel everything.”

“We can do that.” I held her hips, giving her more leverage, and lifted her into the air. God she felt good, so tight and perfect. Her tits bounced when I bucked into her pussy. “Give Scott a blowjob he’ll never forget.”

Scott moved into place beside me. Watching Hannah deep throat him brought a whole new level of sexy to the experience. She held onto his legs, her spine rigid. I controlled her movements, and with every upward thrust, she took him down a little further.

It took all my self-control to hold on until after she came again. The pleasure spiked through me, lifting the hairs on the back of my neck and curling my toes. I increased the pace, lifting her knees off the bed as I pounded deep and hard, filling the air with the slapping sound of skin on skin.

I lost sight of Arthur. Hannah took up every inch of my vision. I shifted just enough to change the angle of my cock. Hannah let out a garbled scream and her pussy seized. I cursed at the tightness. Scott pulled her off his cock and held her face. “I want to see you, hear you.”

Her hands fell to my chest, her face tilted up toward Scott. She rolled her hips, taking me in from tip to balls. “Come with me, Ryland. I want to feel you come.” The spasms in her pussy increased. “I’m coming again. It’s so good, I never want it to stop.”

I released my hold on my control, lifted her high, and pistoned my hips, stroking so fast I barely left her pussy before I landed deep enough to rattle her entire body. “You like this? You want to feel me come? Ride my cock, baby.”

“Harder.” She gripped my pecs until her nails pierced my skin. “Fuck me harder, Ryland.” Fucking hell. I flipped us over, her back slamming into the bed. I spread her legs so they hung over my elbows and watched my cock fill her sweet pussy.

“Yes.” She breathed the word once before she shattered around me. “Keep going.”

Scott and Arthur jerked on their cocks, but my focus remained on Hannah, on her needs and desires. I pushed her to the edge stroking that special place that sent her body into rolling waves of pleasure.

“Ryland. Oh my God, Ryland.” She filled the air with my name. I came in a rush of heat and bliss, spurting hot cum deep as I slammed into her one last time.

I lowered her legs before rolling off to the side to catch my breath. I lay back and steadied my breathing while Arthur and Scott brought Hannah to another orgasm, then another. I propped up on one elbow to watch, intrigued by her and her willingness to take on all three of us. There were other ways, positions and experiences I’d love to give her. Once was never going to be enough.

After Scott and Arthur finished, Hannah rested her head on my chest and closed her eyes. I ran my fingers through her hair and stared up at the stars. “Do you want me to take you up to your room?”

She snuggled against me, her hands fisted beneath her chin. “I’m so comfortable that I don’t want to move.” She sighed. “But I need to be there in case Liddy needs me.”

Her mothering instinct warmed me. I pinched her chin between my thumb and forefinger and raised her head to kiss her lips. “Come on. I’ll take you upstairs.” I scooted from the bed and pulled her into my arms.

“You can’t go through the house naked.” The scandalized shock in her voice startled out a laugh.

“Why not?”

She huffed and looped her arms around my neck. “What if Liddy wakes up and sees you?”

“Good point.” I lowered her back to the bed and retreated to the pool house. Within seconds, I had fluffy robes for all of us. Arthur and Scott took theirs, wrapping themselves up with a muttered thanks.

“Are you going inside?” Hannah asked them. Both men shook their heads.

“Not yet,” Scott answered. I understood what they didn’t say. They wanted to stay and bask in the afterglow. I would too, but getting Hannah to bed was more important. If Liddy woke and her mom was missing, she’d be terrified. I couldn’t stand the thought of it. No child should feel that sharp prick of hopeless fear.

I helped her into her robe, threw mine on, and steadied her when she almost tripped over her own feet.

“I’ve never been so loose-limbed after sex.” She giggled and snugged the robe tight over her body. “What did you all do to me?”

“Gave you everything you asked for.” I scooped her back into my arms and made my way through the house. I didn’t bother with the lights when I knew my way around in the dark.

Hannah sighed into the side of my neck. She dozed off as I carried her up the stairs and into her bedroom. When I lowered her to the bed, she woke up enough to kiss my cheek before grabbing the covers and snuggling in.

“G’night.”

“Goodnight.” I brushed hair back from her face and kissed her forehead. Words I dared not say rested on the tip of my tongue. Words that would link us together and make it difficult to step back when the summer ended. I’d never been in love, and I doubted this was more than a passing infatuation, but I felt a tug of protective energy flood my body.

I backed away while I still could and crossed to the adjoining room where Liddy slept.

The little girl had worked her way into our lives, and our hearts. It was not an ideal situation by any means, but Liddy didn’t need to know any of that.

She lay curled on her side, her hands fisted in the blanket and tucked beneath her chin, just like her mother.

They were both at home here. My heart ached knowing they were only here for the summer. They seemed to have found happiness in our home. Could we be happy together? Was this what I’d been missing out on with my constant wandering from country to country? The thought drove me out of the room.

“I’ve never needed a home or a family,” I pushed the words out through tight lips. I’d never settled down because no woman would put up with me being gone three hundred days out of the year. Hannah and Liddy made me want to reconsider my lifestyle, and that was a dangerous discovery after all these years.

I backtracked from their rooms down to the pool. The walls blurred around me, my feet moving so fast I barely felt the carpet as I ran from my feelings. My emotions and thoughts crashed into each other, a whirlwind spiraling through my body. One minute I longed for stability and the thought of coming home to Hannah every night. The next, I resented the idea that I’d have to give up my lifestyle.

Hannah was more dangerous than I anticipated. I’d expected to fuck her and walk away like always. How did this woman and her daughter so quickly take up residence in my heart against my will?