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My heart drops. I knew that I couldn’t have them all, that was a pipe dream. I can let Grant go to find a better fit. He deserves to be completely fulfilled even if it hurts. And it does hurt, it hurts worse than any insult or fist that Tripp ever threw my way. I blink a few times to clear the gathering tears, I won’t make him feel any guilt for this decision.
“Liv.” He stands and grips my shoulders. “Look at me.” He waits until I do. “I’m not saying I don’t want to be with you. I do. I just want to try things a different way than the others. I want to show you the pleasurable side of pain. I want to debase you and break you, so that every single thing he said or did to you shatters at your feet, and you can build yourself back the way you want.”
“Oh,” I say dumbly.
“Listen, it’s a lot to think about. I don’t expect an answer right away. I will always be here, regardless of what you decide.”
We stand there for a moment, gazing at each other. I take a step back as my mind swirls with thoughts. “Would watching me change be part of that debasement?”
“It could be, especially if it’s something that pushes your boundaries.”
“It does.” I finger the hem of my shirt, trying to decide if I have it in me to do the types of things he needs. “Baby steps.” I pull my shirt over my head.
His eyes darken and his jaw tenses as he sits back on the edge of the bed. I hook my thumbs in the waistband of my panties and shorts and push them down my slender hips until they pool at my feet. He takes his time looking at me, an erotic trail lights my skin on fire in their wake.
“Turn for me,” he says, his voice gravelly. “Slowly and all the way.”
So I do, uncomfortable under the intensity of his gaze. The door to the deck is wide open, as is the door to my room from the hall. He grabs my bikini bottoms and helps me put them on, tightening the strings on each hip. He follows suit for the top, never once trying to cop a feel even though I can see the evidence of his arousal tenting his trunks. He holds his hand for me as I adjust my cover-up, and we walk back out to the beach hand in hand.
22
OLIVIA
Maria hada chef come prepare us an authentic Costa Rican meal of chicken and pork with rice, beans, and plantain. There is a huge bowl of fresh papaya, melon, and pineapple left for dessert on the table. After the last server leaves and Maria heads back down to her house, we all decide to spend the evening in the pool.
Watching the guys play football and volleyball this afternoon was the best way to spend a beach day. Nolan and all his tattoos glistening with sweat. Grant was impressively fast with his lean build. Sawyer and Lake with their insanely muscled bodies look like they were born to walk tropical beaches everyday of their lives.
I had almost forgotten how easily they slip into being a unit. The depth of knowledge they have of each other is a beautiful thing. Especially watching them team up against each other to play sports. They switched partners between football and volleyball. They can communicate with one another through simple gestures and looks. It’s amazing to watch.
I cut through the still, warm water of the pool over to the edge where Sawyer and Nolan are talking. Grant and Lake are sitting in lounge chairs talking quietly, probably about what our next steps should be to get my money back from Tripp.
“Hey beautiful.” Sawyer pulls me over for a kiss.
“My turn.” I’m pulled from Sawyer’s arms into Nolan’s, who gives me a much dirtier kiss including grabbing my ass. “Did I tell you how hot you look in this bikini?”
“Once or twice,” I say with a giggle. They all complimented me today, with both their lingering heated looks and their kind words. “What are you guys talking about?”
“I forgot as soon as you swam over here,” Nolan answers with a mischievous grin.
“You are very distracting,” Sawyer says as he sandwiches me between them. “Now all I can think about is how much I want to untie this bikini and taste every inch of you.” His fingertips slide under the cups of my top, circling my nipples gently.
I tighten the hold my legs have around Nolan’s hips, rubbing my already aching core along his hard length. He bends down and kisses my neck, nipping and then licking the sting away from my collarbone to my jaw. Sawyer continues to tease me with his fingers until I’m practically mewling between them. I hear the splash of water as Lake and Grant both join us in the pool.
“Liv,” Grant says from a few feet away. “Take your top off.”
I glance over at him, my hands already moving to the string around my neck. I don’t understand why it’s so easy to do what he tells me to, but I’m not going to question it tonight. I’m not going to question anything tonight. I reach behind my back, allowing Sawyer’s chest to keep me braced above the water, and pull the tie free.
A low sound comes from deep within Nolan’s chest as my nipples pebble in the cool evening air. He bends down and takes one into his mouth, laving his hot tongue over the cool peak. I arch my back giving him better access and turning my head to take Sawyer’s lips with my own. His hand moves down my belly to where I’m pressed against Nolan’s cock. He strokes between us, along my slit and the bottom of Nolan’s dick causing both of us to tremble with desire.
“Nolan, Sawyer, stop. Put her on the side of the pool,” Grant orders. Sawyer releases me, but Nolan’s features harden. I know he’s not used to giving up control from the way he’s been with Lake and Sawyer.
“Please?” I set my palm over his beating heart. “Grant needs this. He won’t participate in any other way.”
“Only for you, Livvy, would I ever take orders from another man like this.”
I give him a sweet kiss as he carries me to the edge and sets me on it. No worries cross my mind as Grant walks through the water, stopping in front of me. He pulls each tie off my hips and tosses the bottoms on the decking behind me.
“Spread those beautiful thighs for us, Liv. Show us everything that belongs to us.” Grant’s voice has taken that deeply possessive tone again. His hand cups me firmly. “This cunt belongs to us.” He slides a finger inside me. “We’re the only ones who see it.” Another finger slides in. “We’re the only ones who taste it.” A third finger joins, stretching me. “We’re the only ones who feel it.” He drives his fingers in and out torturously slow. “We are the only ones who worship and destroy it.” I’m so wet that the sounds of my desire fill the night air. “Ours.” He presses on my g-spot, sending me shooting into an intense and unexpected orgasm.
