Lost (The Everett Gaming Series Book 5)

by Drew Sera

  I paused as I pictured Anthony; scared, hurting and barely eighteen years old, sitting in a courtroom as his fears and demons were ripped open. Sydney noticed my distance and squeezed my leg bringing me back to the present.

  “I want to be perfectly clear with you about something, Sydney. The stuff: houses, cars, watches, clothes, and all of that isn’t important, and doesn’t mean anything to us. We didn’t have anything until we had you. You’re everything to Anthony and I.” I kissed her cheek again and told her that my parents would have loved her.

  “What were they like? Your parents.”

  I rested my chin on her shoulder and looked out on the horizon as I was transported back to my home before they died.

  “They were great. They loved my brother and I very much and they made sure Jeff and I knew. My mom didn’t work. She wanted to be home for Jeff and I when we got out of school. Like all kids, we never wanted to do our homework. They harped on us all the time to do our school work. After they died, I buried myself in my school work. I used to tell myself they were watching me and would be disappointed if I didn’t do it. I think it helped me deal with their deaths in a weird way. I think I told you before, but my dad and Matt’s dad, Arthur, had a medical practice together. They were best friends.”

  “Just like you and Matt.”

  I nodded. Just like Matt and I, though it’s strained right now. I looked up at Anthony walking towards us. I grabbed one of the folded towels and tossed it up for him to catch. He dried his face off and flopped down next to us on the towel.

  “How’s the water?” I asked him.

  “Fucking ice cold. I think my balls fell off.”

  Sydney laughed. Like many other times, he whips something out of the air that makes her laugh. I think her laughter could very well be the best thing for Anthony and I. He and I shared a knowing look as she laughed.

  Anthony moved over to the towel we were sitting on, put his towel on Sydney’s lap and leaned back letting his wet head rest on her lap. Sydney instantly started to play with his hair and he closed his eyes.

  “My mom used to play with my hair. She used to brush it before I went to sleep at night. I remember it being relaxing.” Sydney smiled as she shared some of her fond memories of her mom.

  Chapter 40

  Thursday, February 13th

  Sydney

  Colin and Anthony both went back into the water to swim while I sat a short distance away. I encouraged Colin to not feel like he needed to babysit me. I actually felt really safe on the beach since no one was around. I wrapped a dry towel around my shoulders, pulled my hair up and smiled as I watched my guys swim in the ocean.

  I hope I don’t lose them.

  I touched the collar on my neck and watched Anthony floating in the water while Colin tried diving over waves. Colin’s body wasn’t marred the way Anthony’s was now, and I felt at fault over that.

  I took a deep breath of the ocean air and felt calmness wash over me. There weren’t any other houses close by and the nearest one was to the left at about two hundred yards. I was safe here. I watched my toes disappear as I let them burrow down into the cool sand.

  I was quickly developing a love for the beach. It was so quiet here. Colin’s beach house was beautiful and perfect and I could get lost just staring at the sea. I pulled out my notebook and began to write about how much I’m already loving it here.

  Laughter that carried up to where I was sitting had me looking up to find the man behind that laugh. Shielding my eyes from the sunlight, I skimmed the ocean for Anthony. He and Colin had been playing catch with a frisbee and it appears that Anthony flung it towards the wave coming up shore and Colin dove for it.

  Seeing the two of them laughing and smiling made me feel good inside. They were like this before everything happened; before Anthony saw the sadist and ended up so bruised.

  My stomach started hurting again and I slipped my hand under my shirt to rub on it. Anthony puts his hand on my stomach often and I love it. I recently discovered that Anthony also loves having his stomach rubbed. I ached for it now but wasn’t going to get in his way of enjoying himself. I think it’s been a while since he’s laughed like that.

  I needed a distraction and opened to the page in my notebook where I had copied down one of the passages Anthony had written from January 11th in a notebook I found in my room.

  I gazed at it and studied it, searching for its meaning.

  He felt guilty about not protecting me. Did he know I felt guilty too?

  Chapter 41

  Thursday, February 13th

  Colin

  Sydney and I made dinner for the three of us and we ate outside on the deck. Our only light was the soft glow coming from inside the house and the moon. It was actually very romantic.

  I was lying in bed with Sydney while Anthony was finishing up in the bathroom. She had snuggled closer to me and began kissing me. I was hard quickly. I wasn’t used to her taking the initiative like that. I still like and need to be the instigator but it was definitely sexy for her to start kissing me. I knew she was in that flirty, playful and needy mood. We just needed to be careful of the neediness that we were all suffering from.

  I devoured her mouth and let my tongue roam all over hers. I was flat on my back and Sydney was partially over my chest and partially lying next to me. I let my hands roam up and down her body and got lost and caught up in the moment. I slowed when I heard the floor creak and opened my eyes to find Anthony standing there.

  Sydney and I both stared up at him. He looked aroused too but stood there never taking his eyes off Sydney. He was standing in his boxer briefs and I could see his chest rising and falling quickly.

  “You like it when Colin rubs on you and kisses you, sunshine?” he asked her in a quiet and calm tone.

  “Yes, Sir.”

  “Do you like it when he touches your breasts?”

  “Yes, Sir.” Sydney’s responses were becoming more needy sounding.

  “You want him to play with them, don’t you? To squeeze them firmly in his hands. Maybe tug or pinch those pretty pink nipples. Or pull a nipple with his teeth.”

  We both stared heatedly at him listening to the words that were melting both of us. God, how I wanted to suck on her nipples.

  “Do you want that, sunshine?”

  “Yes. Yes, Sir.” Sydney’s voice sounded shy but full of desire.

  “Give me your hands, sunshine.”

  Sydney quickly put her hands and trust in his and he guided her to straddle my waist. Both of her hands were still in his as I gently put my hands on her waist just above the band of her panties. The bed was in the center of the room and Anthony had moved to stand behind the headboard and leaned against it while holding Sydney’s hands. I began moving my hands slowly up her tummy then up to gently rub her sternum. I let a few fingers lightly graze one of her breasts and looked up at her face. She was smiling and looking down at me but still had her arms stretched out above my head in Anthony’s hands.

  “Give them a squeeze, Col,” he suggested and I complied happily. “Yeah, give them a little tweak. You know she loves that, man.” When I tweaked her nipples playfully, she arched her back and let her head tilt back. Anthony got on her though about her eyes.

  “Eyes, sunshine. We need to see them, sweetheart.”

  She quickly brought her head upright and then gave Anthony a flirty smile. He wasn’t going to be able to withstand his by-standing much more. I continued to touch Sydney either on my own accord or under Anthony’s direction. I was enjoying it but really wanted him to participate more. I would have enjoyed the roles being reversed where I could direct both of them, but this is what he felt comfortable with for now and I wasn’t going to push it.

  “I bet she’s wet, Col.”

  I slowly moved my hand that was holding her hip and lower back around to her front and let it slip down in her panties to where she sat on my waist. Soaked. Running my thumb along her pouty lips, I drug out some glistening exciteme
nt and held it up so Anthony could see.

  “Fuck,” he whispered. “Sunshine, you made us hard. Do you want something to fill your sweet pussy?” he asked her.

  Sydney eagerly nodded but quickly added, “yes, Sir.” I looked up at Anthony because he still had her hands in his.

  “Keep your hands on the headboard. Don’t move them until I say so,” he instructed. Anthony helped her off of me and positioned her kneeling near the pillows next to my head. I pulled her panties off slowly and reminded her to use her safe word if she needed. I was waiting to see what Anthony was going to do. He had been our director so far so I assumed he’d continue but would climb on the bed with us.

  “Colin’s going to take you from behind, sunshine. You are to keep your hands on the headboard and eyes on me.”

  Anthony took another step backwards and leaned against the banister railing that was in the loft. I frowned because I wanted him to play with us and really thought he’d jump in. Maybe he just needs more time. I can’t push it.

  I entered Sydney slowly and held my hands on her hips to keep us both still. I shut my eyes, willing my body to be calm enough to do this slowly and at the pace she needed. When I opened my eyes, I leaned against her and wrapped my hands around hers that were holding the headboard. I had her restrained and excitement flowed through my veins. Fuck, she felt good and the sight of my hands holding her to the headboard was hot.

  She and I moved together beautifully and at a nice pace. I glanced up at Anthony. I could see his love for her in his eyes and wished to hell he’d get on the fucking bed. He was still leaning against the banister but had his hand down in his boxer briefs and was tugging on himself. Sydney was watching him and I could tell that she found it sexy and arousing.

  I let my right hand glide up her arm until I reached her neck and shoulder. My hand skimmed her neck gently and then I touched her collar while I kissed her ear. Anthony began pulling on himself faster and with urgency now. He had pushed himself away from the banister and moved closer to the headboard.

  “Who do you belong to, baby?” I asked her.

  “Colin and Anthony,” she breathed.

  Perfect. Sydney eyes were magnetized with Anthony’s. It was so hot watching her respond to him. I loved it. While I thrust slowly into her from behind I kissed her ear and held her chin in my hand.

  “Look, baby.” I ran my tongue up her neck. “Look at what you’re doing to him.” I trailed soft kisses down her jaw. “You’re not even touching him.”

  Anthony had pulled his boxer briefs down so the band was just under his balls. He was tugging quickly on his shaft and rubbing on his balls.

  “Fuck, sunshine,” he sighed and shut his eyes. When they re-opened, I could see they had dark discs floating inside his gray orbs. He glanced at me.

  “Get there, Col,” he rasped out at me.

  I pumped deeper into Sydney and watched her as she watched Anthony. I felt her tighten on my cock right before her eyes closed briefly.

  “Eyes,” Anthony said and Sydney opened them again to gaze upon him.

  “Fuck! Baby, I felt that.” I peeked at Anthony. “Her pussy grabbed at me.”

  I pumped a few more times and felt Sydney tighten again before she released and let go of her orgasm. Still, very little sound escaped her beautiful mouth. When my body detected she was coming and from feeling her pussy grab my cock, I let go and moaned out my orgasm as I filled her with warm fluid.

  Sydney still held onto the headboard and maintained eye contact with Anthony. It was almost trance-like. I wrapped my arms around her and leaned against her back as I began to soften and slip from her. I looked over at Anthony realizing that I hadn’t heard his usual loud groan of release. He still was hard but stopped beating off and he just stood there in the same trance-like glare as Sydney, breathing hard. I reached around Sydney’s leg and dipped my fingers in her cum filled pussy and pressed my wet fingers to her lips.

  “Suck,” I instructed.

  Obediently, Sydney opened her mouth and took my fingers into her warm cavern and licked and sucked my fingers clean. I could see Anthony’s abdominal muscles tense as she did this.

  “Fuck,” he whispered and closed his eyes. He kept them closed for a few moments and then when he reopened them, he looked calm. He pulled his boxers briefs back up and walked towards the headboard, taking Sydney’s face in his hands. He kissed her lips and held her forehead against his for a few seconds.

  He uncurled her fingers from the headboard, kissed each one and then placed them in my hands. I sat back on my heels and pulled her to move into a more comfortable position with me. I was out of breath and she was just entering her chilled phase. Anthony draped a throw over us and said he’d be right back. I sat there somewhat surprised that he hadn’t come and had shelved his need. He came back moments later with a few damp washcloths and helped me tend to Sydney and then covered us back up. He started to get off the bed when I caught his attention.

  “Hey, stay with us.”

  “I...I was just going to take these back to the bathroom.”

  I began to worry again about him again. He hadn’t come, but was being rough while stroking. He wouldn’t play with us on the bed, and now he was looking for a reason to not be right beside us. I wasn’t going to allow him to start shutting himself out or off. I shook my head at him. He got situated on the bed and lay on his side facing us. Sydney had reached out from under the blanket and took hold of his hand. While I was proud of the progress Sydney was making, I was becoming more worried about Anthony. As usual, Sydney snuggled up on his chest and fell asleep. Naked. Gloriously naked for the first time since we’ve had our girl back. I too fell asleep naked but Anthony slept with his boxer briefs on.

  Chapter 42

  Thursday, February 13th

  Anthony

  It wasn’t even midnight when I woke up from a dream. I held my hand over my chest and stared at the ceiling as pieces of Paul evaporated. I fucking hated Paul. Colin hated him too. My heart was pounding and I had to get up. I slowly edged out of bed and went to my bag. I retrieved the notebook and headed downstairs for a bit.

  I pulled a Coke out of the fridge, sat down and opened to a blank page and then stared at it. Not only was I repulsed by what Paul did to Sydney, but what he did to Colin.

  I feel so selfish.

  No regard for how Colin felt while you were gone.

  Those messages from that fucking pussy Paul. They were sent to him.

  Paul did this to hurt Colin, not me.

  But I can’t get past how he made you feel.

  About the three of us and what we used to have.

  My mind flashed back to the woods. Pieces of his head and chest went everywhere. There was so much blood and pieces of his body strewn all over me. The smell…

  “Shit!”

  Quickly I stood when I realized I dropped the Coke. I raced to get paper towels to clean up the mess, but heard footsteps on the floor above me.

  “Anth?”

  Colin was leaning over the banister in the loft.

  “Yeah, it’s me. Sorry for the noise.”

  I hurried to clean up the Coke and could hear Colin talking to Sydney upstairs. Fuck, I woke her up and probably scared her. Damn me. I glanced towards the stairs when I heard footsteps descending. I just finished cleaning the Coke up off the floor and was working on the table when Colin appeared. He didn’t look angry.

  “Hey, what’s up?” He asked and eyed the paper towels in my hand.

  I shrugged and shook my head before saying, “Nothing,” and heading to the trash can.

  “Something spill?”

  “Yeah, sorry. My stomach was bugging me and I came down to sip on a Coke and I wasn’t paying attention and set it down on the edge of the table. I’m sorry I woke you guys.”

  He just kept standing there staring at me.

  “You okay?”

  “Fine. Did I wake her up?”

  “The noise woke her up. It startled her, but whe
n she found out it was you, she calmed down. She’s okay, Anth.”

  I nodded and glanced at my notebook on the table within Colin’s reach.

  “Are you cold?”

  “What? No.” I frowned and moved to throw the can of Coke away.

  When I turned around he had the notebook in his hands. He could have easily started flipping through it or started asking me about it, but he didn’t.

  “Your hands were shaking. I thought you might be cold.” He walked towards me, closed the notebook and handed it to me. “Come back to bed.”

  I took the notebook and tossed it on the counter before following him back upstairs. I’d put it away in the morning.

  Chapter 43

  Friday, February 14th

  Colin

  I woke up to the sound of seagulls and the scent of fresh sea air. I stretched and found Sydney’s soft body next to mine. I have grown accustomed to her body being next to mine in the morning and don’t know how I survived those two weeks without her. I’ve also grown accustomed to the other side of Sydney being cold and a note next to the bed. This morning was no different and I swore to myself.

  Never before had I a reason to look forward to this day. But now I was in a committed relationship and wanted Anthony and I to give this girl the world. Today was Valentine’s Day and I wanted today to be extra special, yet he was missing. I picked up his note and read that he went out for a bit and would be back soon.

  I rolled toward Sydney and showered her face with kisses until I saw that pretty smile and gorgeous dark blues. She stretched and innocently pushed her bare breasts up against me.

  “Morning, Colin.”

  She’s been more comfortable using our names since she’s been back. To be honest, I kind of like it. Hearing her voice chime out my name makes my dick twitch.