by Cathryn Fox
Behind them, there was a sound like a massive CRUMP, and the windows shattered as the building exploded. Nearly everyone staggered, a few were thrown to the ground.
For a moment it seemed as if there was a sudden pocket of seemingly endless silence around them, and then Dylan groaned deeply.
Evan and Lily turned…
The firemen rushed to take him, called for the EMTs…
Stunned, horrified, Lily stared at Dylan.
His face was gray. His eyes were shut. He wasn’t breathing as they laid him on the gurney.
With a cry, she buried her face in Evan’s shoulder as his arms closed around her, his own eyes bleak, his expression stark.
From out of the billows of smoke came the EMTs, a stretcher between them, as timbers from the burning restaurant rained out of the sky, clattering and booming around them.
Chapter Eleven
Evan glanced out the gold-tinted windows of the travel bus – their temporary home away from home while their new apartment was remodeled according to their specifications – at the people who milled around beyond it. Fans had gathered early at the barriers. He smiled, knowing the reflective tinting on the outside kept anyone from seeing inside. He was exhibitionist enough to get a bit of a thrill out of it, knowing they were out there, but couldn’t see what was going on inside.
If they could…
That gold reflective tinting was also an astonishingly good mirror on this side, so what they would have seen was reflected clearly.
Lily.
The soft light that came through those windows bathed her pale white skin with gold as she quivered and trembled. It gilded the fine features of her face, her fluttering eyelids, and her lips, parted as she gasped. It burnished her tousled hair and the rosy tips of her breasts.
She was naked, up on her knees with her legs a little apart and her hands braced against the glass. Her face and body were reflected clearly there.
Dylan lay beside her almost on his back, one hand behind his head, smiling a little as he played with her. His free hand cupped her breasts, pinched and played with her nipples. He let his fingers glide down her ribs, her belly.
Her body alternately tightened, quivered and trembled as Dylan tormented her and Evan watched, his shaft buried deep inside her pussy.
That tight slick channel closed around Evan’s throbbing cock as he slowly slid it in and out of her. It was sweet ecstasy and he was addicted to it, to her. He couldn’t get enough of her, of the sweet sensation of her as she came around him again and again. With one hand against the window to support himself, the other around her waist, he worked his erection around inside her, driving a moan from her.
In the mirrored window, Evan watched as Dylan found the little pearl between her thighs and teased it to make her tight channel close even more tightly around Evan’s thickening cock.
She whimpered, her eyelids fluttering as he groaned.
“You’re enjoying this,” she murmured, her voice shaking.
As her sweet pussy gloved him, sent a rush of pleasure through him, Evan murmured, “Immensely.”
“Definitely,” Dylan said, with a small half smile on his face.
Lily moaned as Dylan’s fingers swirled lightly around her throbbing clit, the pleasure of his touch intense, and her sheath pulsed around Evan’s long thick cock as it stretched her in smooth steady strokes that sent waves of bliss through her.
It was sex by slow delicious torture, by sensual torment, as they made her climax again and again. They loved to do it to her and she loved to do it for them.
She moaned.
Her body tightened, her nipples ached as Evan stroked into her.
Shifting a little Dylan ducked underneath her, enough to draw the tip of her breast into his mouth. His tongue teased at her nipple as his fingers circled and swirled around her clit. His other hand was wrapped around his cock, stroking it, keeping it out of her reach.
Pleasure soared through her as her body tightened while he sucked, nibbled and tormented. He drove her up, teased her intentionally and unmercifully.
Evan groaned. “That’s so good. It feels like her pussy is stroking my cock.”
“That’s the idea,” Dylan murmured.
Whimpering, nearly wailing, hovering on the brink, Lily lost all capacity for thought. Her inner muscles clenched around Evan’s shaft as he thrust, and ecstasy burst through her as Dylan sent her over.
She cried out, calling their names as Dylan pleasured her.
Evan felt her internal muscles lock around him, pulse, milk his shaft in delicious waves. His arm tightened around her waist.
“Don’t stop,” he groaned to Dylan, knowing Dylan knew how to keep her there on the edge, trembling, flexing around his throbbing member. “God, Lily, I love you, I love this.”
So tight, so sweet. Her silken sheath closed around his cock in pulsing waves.
Reluctantly, he withdrew and she whimpered.
With a smile he caught her chin, turned her face to look at him. “We’re not done, love.”
Trembling, biting her lip, she grinned shakily and said, “I know, but you feel so good inside me.”
He grinned back. “Patience. It’s Dylan’s turn. Don’t move.”
This was one of the advantages of the trailer, everything was so close all he had to do was take a few steps.
Lily looked at Dylan as he drizzled lubricant over his stiff cock. Her heart lifted. This was the first time he’d felt well enough to do more than watch since the attack and fire.
Dylan smiled to see her look.
“It’s not one of your sauces, Lily,” he said, “but it will have to do.”
She smiled back at him and his heart flipped as it always did.
“Besides,” he said, and grinned, “this has its advantages.”
He slid his lubricated fingers between her thighs, to the delicate tissues between them.
Designed to heat, to stimulate, he knew the moment the lubricant started to work. Her eyes widened.
Carefully, he slid his fingers inside her.
He saw her attention turn inward, to where the heat burned between her lower lips.
“Dylan,” she whispered.
“Yes, Lily?”
He let his lubricant laden fingers dance over her clit.
As the heat rushed through her she looked at him. Her breath caught.
“Oh my god,” she whispered. “Dylan.”
Wiping his fingers on the sheets, he touched her face, looked into her eyes.
“Does it feel good, Lily?” he asked.
“It feels incredible,” she whispered, smiled and dropped her lips to his for a kiss.
Looking at her, at her soft brown eyes, her smile, his heart shifted again. He cupped her face.
“I love you, Lily Cavanaugh.”
Lily looked at him, remembering how close they’d come to losing him. The days he had spent at the hospital with tubes in him.
“I love you too, Dylan,” she said, softly.
Her most intimate parts felt as if they were on fire, even her heart.
To her relief, shock and gratitude, he moved behind her, his fingers sliding over her, spreading the warming lubricant over her cleft.
She looked at him in the glass, his thick shaft poised between her lower lips. All she could feel was the heat and then Dylan, the broad head of his cock against her pussy.
Evan stepped out of the little bathroom to find Lily on her hands and knees on the bed with Dylan behind her. Her eyes were closed in bliss as Dylan pressed his cock against her, pushed steadily, slowly penetrated. He watched Dylan’s hips shift carefully to move his thick shaft inside her.
Leaning a shoulder against the doorframe, he just watched, enjoying the sight of them taking pleasure in each other.
He’d been hard when he’d pulled out of her and still was. The sight of Dylan taking her, his cock sliding into her channel, had him even harder. In the mirrored window he could see a reflection of Dylan as he work
ed his cock inside her entrance, his long thick shaft still visible, only the head inside her.
It would be the first time Dylan had fucked her, taken her, since the fire. It was the first time he could.
Lily’s soft brown eyes opened and she smiled to see him standing there watching, her expression openly admiring of the view even as Dylan worked his cock deeper inside her. Her eyelids fluttered a little with pleasure as Dylan thrust steadily into her, his hands on her hips.
“Evan,” she whispered.
He smiled back, shaking his head in wonder, bent to kiss her. “I do love to watch this, too.”
She looked at him, at his cock. Her lips parted and she licked them.
God, he loved her.
“Will you suck me, Lily?”
He teased her lips with the broad mushroom head of his shaft.
Looking up at him, she smiled.
Stroking her hair, he smiled again as her lips parted and she took his cock, drew the broad head in, his hard erection slipping deeper into her hot mouth as she sucked on him. Evan groaned as he held her head. The feel of her mouth around him was always amazing, to feel her suck on him made his cock throb, made it ache sweetly.
Her lips tightened around him as she sucked, took his shaft deeper. He closed his eyes and savored the lush velvety feel of it. He loved to fuck her mouth, to feel her suck him. For a moment he had to struggle to hold onto control.
Dylan groaned a little.
He looked up to see Dylan watching.
Dylan’s gaze locked on the sight of Evan’s cock as it slid between Lily’s lips, as he worked his own cock in her tight pussy. He loved to watch Evan fuck her mouth, loved to have her suck on him.
He held Lily’s hips tightly, worked his cock inside her channel to make her moan and smiled when she did, knowing what the vibration of that sound would feel like around Evan’s shaft.
He looked at their reflections, at his cock as he drove it into Lily’s sweet channel, at Evan’s long shaft sliding in and out of her mouth, while between them Lily trembled and her full breasts swayed. She was impaled between them, a cock in her mouth, another in her pussy. Each thrusting.
She moaned softly as he pressed deeper into her.
He loved the feel of that too, when she sucked on him. The vibration of each moan, each groan was sweet delicious torture. It had been a long time since he’d seen that, it seemed. Although not the first time she’d sucked him.
More than once the nurses had been summoned as his heart rate quickened from Lily’s lips around his cock, swallowing quickly as he came, sucking every last bit of the evidence from him.
Her lovely face had looked completely innocent when the nurses arrived.
Personally, he thought that was part of the reason he’d healed so quickly, Lily’s breathing lessons.
His hands on her hips, smiling, Dylan fucked her, slowly, carefully, each thrust driving her mouth onto Evan’s cock.
Looking into the mirror-like windows, it was incredible to watch what they did to her. It was even more so to feel it.
Evan loved it.
She whimpered softly, sucking on him each time Dylan drew back.
“Dylan,” Evan groaned.
Drawing back, Dylan smiled and drizzled a little more of the heated lubricant onto his cock as he thrust into her, excitement racing through him. More lubricant covered his thumb.
He pushed it against the tight sphincter of her ass.
She moaned.
Unrelenting he pressed and she moaned around Evan’s cock, tried to resist the invasion, but resistance was futile. He breached her and she groaned deeply.
Evan looked at him as his muscles tightened. With a smile Dylan worked his thumb inside her. She nearly wailed with need.
He withdrew his thumb and Lily moaned, her hips bucking.
Pleasure coursed through her. The warming lubricant was driving her insane, the heat stimulated her clit, her pussy. To feel Dylan’s cock as it pressed against her ass was maddening.
It was as if she were in heat, all she wanted was for them to take her, both of them.
Her pussy ached, her tight channel flexed, throbbed. She was nearly whining with need.
As Evan watched, Dylan pressed his cock to Lily’s dark channel. He looked up at Evan as she gasped.
Evan nodded.
For the first time since the attack, smiling in anticipation, Dylan pushed the broad head of his cock against Lily’s sweet white ass. His eyelids fluttered as he drew her cheeks apart. She whimpered and wailed, eager for him.
With a nod, Dylan pushed his broad head of his cock against that tight sphincter, felt it breach her, the size of it driving another deep moan from her.
Slowly, deliberately, with a care for his healing lungs, his ribs, he pushed his long shaft into her until the head of his cock penetrated her, possessed her.
Moaning, she shifted, lifting her mouth from Evan. “Please, Dylan.”
“Please what, Lily?”
She whimpered.
“More.”
He looked at Evan, who smiled back.
Dylan drove his cock deep into Lily’s sweet ass.
Moaning deeply, she shifted, thrust her hips back at him, but he held them still despite her soft cries of frustration.
He sank back against the head of the bed with a care for his nearly healed ribs, drawing Lily with him as Evan steadied her.
She nearly sobbed with need.
Dylan pushed his legs against hers to open her.
Lily’s own weight drove his cock deeper into her ass as he settled. She moaned, quivered with the thick delicious invasion as his legs spread hers and his hands came up to squeeze her breasts, play with her nipples.
She looked as Evan stretched out between her thighs with a smile.
“I need to work on my manual dexterity,” he said, with a grin. “Make sure that my hands are back in good condition.”
His fight with Bob had broken a few bones, but his hands were long healed and they all knew it.
Lily gave him a look, but then he teased and played with the delicate tissues between her legs and all thought was gone. His long, deft fingers toyed with her, gently teased her clit, traced her lower lips. She loved his hands, loved what they did to her, and now with Dylan’s cock buried so deep in her ass, they made her crazy.
Clever fingers tapped lightly on her clit, stroked her labia, parted them, and slid between them just a little as Dylan fucked her ass. Each time she tightened, Dylan groaned and his fingers tightened on her nipples. Bliss washed through her in waves to gather deep in her belly. She could feel his thick member swell inside her and she moaned as a rush of pleasure swept through her.
She felt Evan’s fingers part her, expose her pulsing clit, her aching pussy. He blew gently on those tender tissues and she mewled. Then he lowered his mouth, sipped at her throbbing bud and she moaned.
Evan licked her, sucked on her cleft, the throbbing bud above it. Each motion sent a hot spurt of pleasure through her while his tongue slipped around that sensitive nub. She felt his fingers slide up inside her pussy as Dylan’s hips drove his cock harder and harder into her ass, pushing her against Evan’s mouth as he suckled on her.
She was so close.
Wailing, she begged, “Please, Evan.”
With a smile, he sucked, his fingers teased and sent her up, over.
Crying out, Lily nearly came, her body tightened around Dylan’s cock.
Dylan’s hands closed around her breasts, teased her nipples.
Knowing her ways, she felt Evan ran his tongue around her folds.
“Evan,” she whispered. “Dylan. Please.”
She no longer knew what she wanted as Evan slipped his fingers inside her pussy as he sucked her clit.
With a soft cry she felt the pleasure gather again.
Dylan knew Evan was using Lily to pleasure him. He also knew she didn’t mind a bit.
Neither did he as her tight channel closed around him, as she cried
out with each flick of Evan’s against her sweet bud.
She whimpered, wailed, as she sank deeper onto his shaft until he was balls deep in her, his thick cock buried in her.
It was incredible. He had missed this so much while he’d been recovering. Looking over her shoulder, he watched Evan suck on her clit, his eyes closed in pleasure.
Just the sight of it was enough to send a rush through him. Too much of a rush, he discovered.
“Fuck. Evan, Lily,” Dylan growled, “I can’t hold on, I’m going to come.”
At Dylan’s words Evan suddenly drew on her, hard sucking pulls on Lily’s clit, fingers buried deep, curled to stroke inside her pussy. Pleasure swelled inside her, she trembled on the edge with a cry. Then she tumbled over as Evan surged up her body, drove his rigid, throbbing shaft deep into her pussy as Dylan rammed his cock hard into her ass.
She cried out to find her aching, empty channel filled with Evan.
Every muscle in her body locked as ecstasy erupted through her, as pleasure streaked through every limb and she went taut, trembling wildly, helplessly as it swallowed her up. All she was aware of was them, was Evan and Dylan as they thrust inside her.
They drove into her, rode her as she came, as they came inside her, Dylan first with a shout, his hot cum filling her ass, growling her name in her ear.
Propped on one arm, Evan drove deeply into her pussy and every muscle locked as ecstasy hammered through him as he came, too. Burying his hand in her hair, curling his hand beneath her head, he claimed her mouth even as his hips thrust and his cock pumped the last spurts of his pleasure into her.
Carefully, he and Dylan eased her between them, curled close around her.
Still cradling her head, Evan looked deep into her eyes. He took in every sweet feature of her face. Incredible. His nightmare was over, his dream had just begun.
“I love you, Lily Cavanaugh,” he said.
Smiling, Lily reached up to touch his face.
With a sigh of satisfaction, smiling, Dylan took his turn to kiss her. “I love you too, Lily.”
Someone pounded on the door of the trailer. Lily wasn’t the only one who jumped.
“TIME,” shouted Dylan’s production assistant from outside.