20. Ryland

20

RYLAND

I wanted to curse Scott and thank him all at the same time. He’d stepped up and made Hannah comfortable after Arthur’s exit. My fingers roamed up and down her back, across her shoulders, and down her arms. Hannah leaned into Scott but gave me access—and permission—by rubbing her ass over my erection.

Her breaths turned short and jagged when I reached around her and cupped both breasts in my palms. I flicked my thumbs over her hard nipples, my cock throbbing when she groaned into Scott’s mouth. “What do you need, Hannah?” I brushed my lips over her ear.

She ended the kiss and turned her head toward me. “I need you. Both of you.”

“Done.” I nudged her legs apart with my knee and braced her back against my chest. She stretched a hand behind her to cradle the back of my head and guide me down to her neck. I kissed her neck, then her collarbone, exposing skin as I moved.

Scott pulled off her shirt, and I released her tits, moving my head to give him room. Her bare skin was a siren call to my hands and mouth. I’d spend all day and all night kissing every square inch if she’d let me.

“What about Arthur?” Hannah’s question soured my stomach. Her fingers tangled in my long hair, sending a sharp tug along my scalp.

I forced out an answer that hopefully satisfied everyone. “Arthur needs time. He’s not ready to accept reality. He’ll come around, Hannah. Trust me.” Learning we’d slept with Henry’s daughter was a shock to all of us, but I wasn’t going to let it ruin the best thing that had ever happened to me. I ran my palm across her bare shoulder then down her arm, wrapping my fingers around hers. “Scott and I can take care of you today, if that’s enough.”

She leaned her head into the crook of my shoulder. “I don’t want Arthur to stay mad at me, but I want you both, and I don’t feel like waiting.”

“Thank fuck.” Scott hooked both thumbs in her pants and dragged them to her ankles. He dropped to a knee and pulled off her shoes, socks, pants, and panties in what seemed like one fell swoop.

Hannah sagged in my arms when Scott gripped her thighs and ran his thumbs along the edge of her folds. “We’re going to work together to make you come. Again and again.” Scott straightened and looked at me. We understood each other with nothing more than a mere expression and years of friendship as our interpreter.

I turned Hannah around so her back rested against Scott’s chest and took up a position on my knees.

“Why are you swapping places?” Her eyes widened when I grinned up at her.

“You’ll see.” She stood naked before me, skin perfect and eyes half-closed, lips swollen from Scott’s kisses. “You’re so damned beautiful, Hannah.” I sank a finger into her pussy. She bucked and twisted, letting Scott hold her weight as she rode my finger. “That’s it.” I added a second finger and pumped them in and out. She met every stroke with a mewl of pleasure but it wasn’t enough for me. I bent my head and licked her clit. The taste of her exploded in my mouth. My cock swelled thick and fast, the pressure of my zipper causing a delicious ache I desperately hoped to quench in her sweet hold.

“Ryland. Oh God.” She locked her hands in my hair. Her knees shook, and Scott angled his body to give her better support before she collapsed. “What are you doing to me?”

My mouth was occupied with her clit, and I used it to answer, swirling my tongue over the tight bundle of nerves and pressing deep with my fingers.

Scott’s voice murmured overhead. His hands gripped her hips, his feet locking hers in place and widening her legs to give me better access. “Enjoy the ride, Hannah. Fuck his face. Don’t bother trying to hold back. This is what he wants, and he’s not going to stop until you come all over him.”

Damned fucking right. I growled my agreement and sucked hard on her clit.

Hannah tightened her hold on my head. Her body spasmed and twitched, her walls fluttering around my fingers. We’d been together enough that I could read the signs her body handed out. She was close to tipping over the edge. I craved the taste of her, loving the fact that I was the one bringing her so much pleasure. Her ecstasy spilled from her mouth in whispers that rose to shouts. I pumped my fingers harder and added a third for good measure. My tongue stroked quick and fast, flicking back and forth over her clit. The scent of her arousal almost ended me.

She came in a shuddering pulse that clenched around my fingers and drove her hard onto my waiting tongue.

“That’s it.” Scott held her up. He stroked her nipples, causing another shuddering quake to pass through her body. “We’re not finished yet, though. Are we, Ryland?”

I lifted my head from between her legs. “Not by a long shot.” I stood and removed my clothes with the steady slowness that came with years of learning patience.

Hannah reached for me when I unzipped my pants. “Can I?”

I shook my head. “Not this time, sweetheart. You’re going to let us do all the work. I love when you suck my cock, but there’s time for that later.” I hated to deny her, but it was necessary. “You don’t have to repay me, Hannah. I do this because I want to.” I’d noticed that about her a few times—she tried to give back immediately after one of us pleasured her. “I love your generous spirit but today is about you. Don’t worry about us. We’re going to be fully satisfied.”

The frown of worry that had started to tug her mouth down eased. “Are you sure?”

I guided my cock between her legs and lined it up with her entrance. She sucked in a breath through her teeth, eager anticipation shuttering her eyes. “I’m sure. Now, wrap your legs around my waist.” I lifted her into the air and seated my cock to the hilt in one swift thrust. Her legs locked, her heels digging into the small of my back.

She started to move.

“Wait.” Scott held her shoulders, pressing her down hard onto my cock. “We’re not done yet.” He took off his clothes and kicked them aside.

Hannah glanced over her shoulder, her eyes going wide. “Are you… both of you?” Her voice cracked with what sounded like a mix of fear and curiosity.

“Are you willing to let us try?” Scott asked. We’d all been together several times, but this position was new. “I’ll stop if you’re uncomfortable.” He gripped her ass and spread her cheeks.

I knew the instant he touched her back entrance.

She hissed and arched her spine. “Do it.”

I eased her up and down on my cock, using the pleasure spiraling through her body to loosen her up for Scott. Goosebumps broke out across her arms, and I gathered her close to my chest to give Scott easier access.

His face twisted in concentration, the head of his cock penetrating her tightness. Sweat gathered on his brow, his control threatening to slip when Hannah wrapped one hand around his shaft and let gravity pull her down over him.

I lifted her with an aching slowness and guided her down over both of us. She took us in completely, stretching the thin wall between our cocks. My breath locked in my chest, the feeling of pleasure so extreme my vision swam. “Relax.” I soothed her spine when she tensed, gently working her up and down a few more times.

Her nails dug into my shoulders. “Harder.”

I eyed Scott, and he nodded his acceptance. We moved together, thrusting in and out of Hannah so that one of us retreated as the other entered. It was a careful dance of balance and precision. Every stroke of my cock into her pussy sent her rocking onto Scott. Her hands were everywhere, stroking, kneading, and piercing.

“I can’t take much more.” She gasped. “You feel so good. I’m going to… oh God. I’m coming.”

We shifted our tempo after another shared look, both of us retreating at the same time, then filling her together. The pressure on my cock grew almost painful. Hannah rode me hard, her entire body invested in the approaching release. “Don’t you dare hold back,” I warned her. “This is what we want. We need to hear your pleasure.”

She screamed our names over and over again. Unrivaled ecstasy rolled through her body in waves that milked my cock as I came with a shudder that sent my entire body into a spasm. I bared my teeth and rode the euphoria, emptying myself inside Hannah.

Scott followed. I couldn’t help but feel him as he came, our cocks locked deep inside this woman I loved more than my next breath.

The need to protect her roared up. I’d give anything to make Arthur change his mind right now and come back into the room so we could share Hannah again. I knew he’d come around, but the damage he’d caused might never be completely undone. Hannah didn’t deserve that. She deserved love, acceptance, and happiness. I’d offer her all those things in a heartbeat. I’d rather she stayed here with us forever where I could make sure nothing bad ever happened to her.

Love tore through my body with hurricane force. She was Henry’s daughter. I should want to protect her from myself, but that was useless.

“Ryland.” She whispered my name between featherlight kisses to my lips, cheek, and shoulder. “That was amazing.” Her body turned boneless. She gave me her entire weight without fear, knowing I’d never drop her.

Scott stayed in place behind her, a satisfied grin taking ten years off. “Give us a few minutes and we’ll do it again.”

Her wry chuckle caused her tits to bounce. “Sure.”

I dipped my head and took a nipple between my teeth. Her sharp inhale when my cock twitched inside her brought out a grin. I lapped at her nipple, then switched to the other side.

“You’re not joking.” She said it with wide eyes and a languid smile. “Well, then, by all means.”

“What do you think, Ryland? Should we treat her to a shower? We’ll carry her.” Scott reached between us and stroked her clit. The immediate tightening of her pussy bearing down on my cock woke it right the fuck up.

“You two are incredible.” She wiggled her hips. “I can walk to the shower myself.”

“You can,” Scott pulled out and slapped her ass, but you’re not going to.”

I showed my agreeance with a roll of my hips. “I’m going to fuck you all the way there. Then you can do whatever you want to both of us.”

The devilish gleam I loved to see appeared in her eyes. “Deal.”

Damn. I was already crazy about this woman, but the way she handled me and Scott threw me right over the edge and straight into love. I knew I’d do anything for her, something I’d never felt for any woman… ever.

Scott went ahead of us and turned on the shower in my room. I kept Hannah in my arms, afraid to let her go, as if all of this were nothing more than a mirage, a dream I never wanted to wake from. I held her tight and listened to her moans of pleasure. I hoped like hell that Arthur heard us and came to his senses. The man was an absolute ass at times, but I knew he felt the same way about Hannah as Scott and I did.

Henry would have understood. He might have beaten the shit out of us when he first found out, but ultimately, he would have understood. Since he was no longer here to give his definitive blessing, we had to find our own way in this complex relationship. Henry loved Hannah and wanted nothing more than her happiness. In the end, he’d have been happy simply because she was.

Scott met us at my bedroom door and helped me lower Hannah to the floor. He took her hand and walked her into the shower. I left the door open and followed.

While Scott picked up a washcloth and a bottle of body wash, Hannah turned and wrapped both hands around my shaft. “You promised.” Her eyebrows arched. “Sit down, Ryland.”

I had no choice but to do as she demanded and dropped onto the bench seat. Water sprayed across my chest and stomach. Hannah dropped to her knees between my legs and rubbed her lips over the head of my cock.

I’d stay here forever if it meant seeing her happy.