Never Moving On, page 20
part #1 of Always With You Duet Series
The brothers left a little bit ago to get groceries, hoping they went late enough to avoid the rush that Saturdays are known for. It's been five days since her kidnapper was arrested and four days since her dad was taken into custody. Yesterday, we found out that their trials will be held in a few months, date to be determined. Brent and Noah are not allowed bail, meaning Eve is safe.
Unfortunately, that doesn't change the fact that she has been through hell. The daily therapy sessions have helped her learn better-coping mechanisms and work through some stuff. She doesn't share many details with us; I'm just happy with how much she loves counseling. I guess they have been focusing on learning more about her dissociation tactics and how to alter that survival mechanism. Because where that was very useful in that damn basement, it's not healthy for everyday life. If Eve were to get bad news or feel in danger at a potential job or out alone, it would put her in more harm to shut down than to work through the scary emotions.
She hasn't shut off since watching the video of her Dad, but she still zones out. It's been almost three weeks since she came to live with us, and I'm becoming more and more concerned about what goes on in her head when she stares off into space. Like she is now.
When I walked into the living room about twenty minutes ago, I found Nolan sitting on the couch, reading one of his books. I rounded the couch to find Eve sitting crisscrossed on the floor, staring at the wall. She has no headphones in. Nol said that he found her there about ten minutes before I showed up. Just zoned out in silence.
I'd say most of the time lately, she's...fine? Good? She is definitely comfortable in our home and is initiating more physical contact with all four of us. Nolan has even been given the green light to give her lip kisses. I'd be envious, but I'm just so freaking happy that she's opening up and quick to laugh. It's times like this that make my chest ache, though. It's a reminder that she is still healing. Fuck, she may never fully heal. Her trauma is extensive and hits her randomly.
We all hold on tight to the moments where she shows her happiness and love, though. We are here for the good and the bad. Her smiles and her tears. Sparkling eyes and dull eyes. Her laughs and her sobs. Someday...her sighs and her moans. We want it all, and we want to be with her while she grows. Even though these moments are painful to witness, I love her all the same.
"Just go grab her if you are so worried."
I questioned why he hadn't snapped her out of it, and he said because she wasn't crying or breathing heavily. His response was pretty logical. She doesn't seem to be in a panicked hysteric state, but I still fear what's going on in her noggin.
"I don't want to scare her again." God, the other week when she ran from me in fear, still tears at my insides.
"Want me to do it?" Nol offers in a soft, understanding voice. He closes his book and sets it aside. I give him a small nod in appreciation before he leans in and gives me a lingering kiss.
I'm barely aware that I'm holding my breath as Nolan walks to her. If she freaks out, I might cry. He takes a knee in front of her and tilts her chin up, encouraging eye contact. The view has blood rushing to my cock. Fuck, they are so sexy together, even with their innocent touches.
He murmurs something too soft for me to hear, and she tilts her head before giving him a little nod. I watch in fascination as my sexy nerd scoops her up into his arms. Am I drooling? I might be drooling.
She looks so tiny in his arms. Nol returns to his spot next to me on the couch and rearranges her so she's sharing both of our laps. I grip her thighs in my hands and dip my head, trying to catch her gaze. When her golden eyes lock on mine, she gives me a teeny smile.
Feeling a little lost, I ask, "You okay, baby?"
"I'm okay, sorry I was just lost in my thoughts there, then I got sleepy and didn't want to move," she gives me a little shrug like she didn't freak me out.
"Care to share?" Nolan prods while playing with her hair. I think it's his favorite part of a person, honestly. He's always playing with mine too.
Eve tilts her head into his touch, and...fuck me; she's rubbing her thighs together. What is my little goddess thinking about, hmm? Not wanting to embarrass her or push her, I wait for her to gather her thoughts.
"At first, I was decompressing after my therapy session; then I started thinking about-" she coughs, and her cheeks heat when I start stroking her soft skin. She's in tiny cotton shorts and a sweater. Edible.
"About what?" I give her a smirk and enjoy the way the flush crests up to her hairline.
"Uh, just about all of us, I guess," her fingers start twiddling with the hem of her shorts. I can't tell if she subconsciously wants more coverage or less. Either way, she's not shoving me away. I won't go any further unless she asks.
I'm fucking shocked when Nolan nips at the ear he just exposed from her hair, completely taking advantage of her serene behavior. "What about us?" Jesus, Nol is usually shy, but I shouldn't be shocked anymore by their dynamic. It's filled with trust, sass, love, honesty, companionship, and much more. I love who they are together.
The puff of air and almost silent moan that come out of her mouth has my dick aching again. "Um. Oh, just how this will all work, and checking in with where I'm at."
"And where are you at?" I press while continuing my strokes on her legs.
"What?"
Jesus, she's so cute tonight. I guess her sass has taken a break for a bit because she is super distracted and subdued. "Where are you at with us, baby?"
"Oh, sorry," she bites her lip in concentration, "I think I want to start trying to make this more?" The lilt at the end of the statement has it sounding more like a question.
"We are going to need to know what that means, sweetheart, we just want you to be comfortable and happy," Nol soothes.
I hold back my groan at the way her throat moves with her gulp. "I want to be open to kissing and possibly more touching?" Again with the questioning tone.
"Eve, give it to us straight, kay? We won't ever judge what you want."
She pries herself out of our laps and starts pacing. I feel Nolan tense beside me slightly, preparing himself for Eve's emotions.
"What do I want?" She mumbles to herself before turning to look at us seated before her. "I want to kiss all of you and have you guys kiss me whenever you want. Nolan has made me feel much better about the shock factor of those moments, and I want that with all of you. I...I want to make out with you," she gestures to my man, who is discreetly trying to hide his erection.
I'd laugh, but this is serious, and I'm so damn proud of our girl. "Are you sure, Eve? You want me and the brothers to kiss you and hold you until you are ready for more?" I stand and slowly walk into her space.
Her breath picks up, and her eyes darken, "Yes," she whimpers when I grip her chin between my fingers.
"Whenever I want, like Nolan has been doing? No tongue?" I throw my questions out in rapid fire. I refuse to mess this up and scare her away. The only way to be sure that she is okay is to have open communication. She nods…that won't do, "Words."
"Yes, no tongue. Please kiss me, Ry," her breath ghosts over my lips. Cheeks flushed and chest heaving, she wraps her hands into the front of my shirt. A silent plea.
"Good girl." The praise has her breath catching in her throat before she completely melts in front of me.
I trail my other hand around her sharp eyebrow and down behind her ear before gripping a handful of her hair in my gentle grasp. I pull her body flush with mine, determined to make our first kiss fucking memorable. Tilting her head the way I want, I lean down and take her scarred lips with mine.
Her whimper makes my dick twitch. I keep my one hand in her hair while moving the one on her chin to wrap around her slender waist. She can definitely feel my hardness pressed into her stomach, and instead of drawing away, she leans further into me. Being a foot taller than her makes this a bit difficult, but next time I'll just pick her up.
I pull away, continuing my kisses down her jaw and around her neck. Slowly, I make my way around, so her back is plastered to my front. Her hands grip my belt behind her when I start walking her toward the couch. Looking up, I can't hold in my groan when I catch sight of Nolan's tented sweats and his tongue moistening his lips.
"Go take what you want from him, baby."
Eve's breath stutters at my whispered words in her ear.
I trail the goosebumps down her neck with my lips and give her soft skin a little lick before settling her onto Nolan's lap; legs spread wide over his.
I take the seat next to them, enjoying the way they are studying each other like they are starving. I twirl my fingers into Nolan's hair and gift the strands a swift tug to snap him out of his daze.
Eve's thighs clench a bit when his fingers trail up her sides. It takes effort not to palm my cock, or join in on their intimacy, but I will forever respect her boundaries.
"Do you want me to leave?"
Nolan waits for her to decide.
"Stay," she breathes before she leans in to capture my lover's lips.
I settle into the couch, happy to watch my boyfriend get everything he has ever wanted. A smile stretches across my face, watching my two loves come together.
Evelyn
My lips still tingle from Ryan's kiss. There may not have been tongue, but the way he held my body and completely encompassed me in his musky vanilla scent will forever be a memory I cherish. He was so sweet and didn't cross any boundaries. Even though I could feel how much he enjoyed our kiss, he didn't push for more. Even now, he asked if I wanted space, yet something just feels right about him being with Nolan and me.
"Stay," my voice comes out airy. Straddling Nolan, I lean forward and press my lips to his.
Things were a bit tense between us after the fiasco with his parents. I quickly learned that he didn't want to assume I wanted Mia and Dan to know. His shock was mainly from how transparent I chose to be and not that he intended to hide anything.
He has given me simple pecks all week, even in front of his parents, but now I want more. I need more. Each time he has given me kisses, a spark turns into a flame in my belly. My panties are constantly wet whenever the guys are around. I have been trying to figure out where I want to go with this all day, and the guys caught me deep in thought. I know I freak them out when I zone out, but some of my best thinking happens in that state. It also helps me connect with my body and understand how I'm feeling.
I lick the seam of Nolan's lips, asking for him to open for me. Mmm, he does. He allows me to explore before he grips my jaw in a firm hold and takes over. Tilting my head how he wants it, he plunders my mouth with his hot tongue. I melt. My panties melt. My nipples turn to diamonds. This small display of control from him has me relaxing in his hold, and my trust in him has me following his lead.
He may be the shortest of all of the guys, but he still towers over me, even sitting on his lap like this. Needing to be closer to his hard body, I slide forward, coming into immediate contact with his rock-solid dick.
Nol's cock isn't the only thing to stiffen now; he tenses under me. Gripping his tight shoulders, I grind onto his length and let out an embarrassingly loud moan. I'm rewarded with Nolan's hands wrapping around my hips and helping me grind on him some more. At this point, his tongue is fucking my mouth, and all I can do is open up and offer him encouraging strokes of my own.
I'm burning up and have no idea what to do with this heat raging through my body. My core is pulsing, and whimpers escape my occupied mouth. The feel of a hand sliding up my thigh has my movements becoming more erratic while I swirl my hips.
I tear my lips away from Nol, my head tipping back on a loud moan, "I - I," incoherent thoughts tumble from my swollen lips. The pleasure is chasing away the panic. I haven't had an orgasm in over seven years, and I, in no fucking way, believed I would ever be capable of this.
"We have you, my love. You are safe, you can let go," Nolan's husky voice has my head snapping back down and my eyes finding his.
Gripping his shoulders with all my might, I focus on the way his crown strokes my clit through the thin fabrics. A strangled whine leaves my lips when I feel Ryan's fingers drawing patterns on my thigh, only heightening my sensitivity.
"Ryan...Nol!" Their names peel from my lips as my back arches, pressing my tits up into their faces. "Yes!" Waves and waves of pleasure roll through my veins. Sparks cause my toes to curl and my scalp to tingle.
Nol grunts beneath me, finding his own release as I chase the last jolts of lightning shooting through my core. His hands grip my hips harder as he thrusts against me one last time. We ride through our aftershocks with our foreheads pressed together, sharing the same air. When our bodies stop twitching and our breathing calms, I press my lips to his before the tears start pouring down my face.
"Shit, Eve, are you okay?" Ryan's voice has Nolan snapping to attention. Fear is written all over his face when he makes me look at him.
"Oh my God. I'm so sorry, I should have stopped. I never meant-"
I cut him off with another kiss. I shush him, "I'm okay. I'm more than okay." The tears keep falling as I explain, "I just didn't think...I thought that part of me was broken."
"Not broken. Beautiful," Ry fiercely retorts.
"Thank you," I don't know what else to say, so I rest my head on Nolan's chest and bask in the afterglow of my progress and our relationship moving forward.
"Eve, I need to go clean up," Nolan nudges me a little, clearly uncomfortable with the mess he made.
I snicker, "Me too." My giggles continue as I stand watching him cringe and tug at his pants. I trail behind him as he waddles to the staircase, my laughter ticking up a notch. Ryan is wheezing beside me, watching his boyfriend walk like a penguin up the stairs.
"What the hell is going on?" I screech while I turn around to find Korren and Amiri also enjoying the show Nolan is putting on.
As they witnessing this ridiculous walk of shame, it has both Ry and me barely able to catch our breaths through our laughter.
Which only makes Nolan shuffle faster, "Fuck off!"
"No, stop, I'm going to pee!" I clench my thighs together and bolt toward the main level bathroom. Unable to control my laughter or my bladder, I slam the door shut behind me. My smile almost blinds me in the mirror before my ass crashes onto the toilet.
I sigh, thankful to have made it before I really ruined my panties. I take the moment to check in with myself again. I had not planned that, and it felt a bit out of control, but all I feel is happiness and euphoria. The trust and happiness I find in this group are truly allowing me to move forward.
Oh my God, I made Nolan cum! My happy dance mid-pee is one I am fucking proud of. I didn't panic. Hell, I fucking smiled and laughed with my family after I got off too. My family?
Cleaning up, I lock eyes with the girl in the mirror. "Yeah, my family," the scar on my lips tug at my wide grin, damn...I'm right where I want to be, and it is working out better than I ever could have imagined.
"Seltzer, please!" I holler from the patio while placing the condiments in the center of the table.
"You got it, Angel!" Amiri yells back from inside the house.
When the brothers got back from grocery shopping an hour ago, Mir decided to just make some burgers and brats since it was already pretty late at that point. I offered to help but was only allowed to set the table. I forget how anal he is about his damn kitchen.
"Hi, baby," arms snake around my stomach when I stand back from the table. I offer Nolan a little hum and soak in his smokey scent.
"Hey, you. You better now?" I giggle when he tickles my sides in retaliation for my jest.
"Yep, all cleaned up and showered. Ryan needed some help cleaning up, too." His suggestive comment has my heart thundering in my chest and my core pulsing. "Mm, do you like thinking about him and me together?" His arms grip me a little harder, and his breath rushes across my neck.
My train of thought stutters, so I just offer up a moan of agreement. He spins me in his arms and slants his lips over mine. This time it's his tongue asking for entrance, which I gladly allow.
"Little help over here, asshole!" Korren yells from the cracked patio door. His arms are stacked with multiple plates, and it seems he can't fit his body through the door.
Nolan pulls away from me with a laugh, "Ah, come on, Koko, why you cock blocking?" He pouts as he walks over to slide the door open further.
Ko's eyes narrow at his friend as he brushes past him to set the food down on the table. Once his hands are free, he takes a menacing step toward Nol.
"Sit down, both of you," Amiri's entrance has the other two taking their seats. Nolan sticks his tongue out at the big, tattooed man.
"I'll take that tongue and shove it-"
"Oo, what are we shoving where?" Ryan saunters out of the house in a fresh t-shirt and sweatpants. My tummy flutters when he shoots me a wink before leaning down to give me a peck on the lips and takes the seat beside me.
"I dunno, I think Koko is interested in your boyfriend's tongue, though," I smirk, taking a sip of the seltzer Amiri brought out for me.
"Listen here, little minx," Korren starts but is quickly cut off by his brother.
"Let her eat, Korren."
His eyes narrow when I stick my tongue out at him and take a slow bite of my hot dog. Nolan snorts at my antics, "You're playing with fire, Eve."
"Yeah, because there is only one tongue I'm interested in at this table," Korren rumbles as his eyes darken on my mouth.
Next to me, Ryan chokes on his beer, "He jokes! What alternate universe are we in!?"
"Who said I was joking?" Ko challenges, eyes sparkling. Wow...I think I need to change my panties again.
Fingers tickle my heated cheeks, "So pretty," Amiri says softly. Thoroughly embarrassed, I tuck into my food, the guys all going into work topics.
It's eight-thirty by the time we finish dinner, and we all settle around the living room for a movie. Curled up into Amiri's side with Korren boxing me in on the other side, I snuggle in, content to cuddle between the brothers. Brother sandwich. My nipples pebble at the thought.
