Page 259 of The Lies We Play

Liv cries out.

The sound changes everything.

The restraint goes thinner, not gone, but stretched to its limit. Halston’s hips drive into her with more need now, and I follow, thrusting into him as he gives himself to her. The rhythm is imperfect and human, bodies adjusting, breath breaking, hands sliding over skin slick with sweat. Liv’s nails dig into Halston’s shoulders. His hand clamps over mine where I hold his hip. I kiss the side of his neck, then Liv’s mouth when she lifts for me.

We are not neat.

We are not simple.

We are real.

Liv starts to shake first.

I can feel it through Halston. The way her body pulls him deeper, the way her legs tighten around him, the way her breath becomes uneven, little sounds that make my name and his blur together.

“Hal,” she gasps.

“I’ve got you.”

“Creed—”

“I’ve got him.”

Halston makes a sound at that.

A broken one.

Liv hears it too. Her eyes open, wet and fierce, and she reaches past him for me again.

“Come with us,” she whispers.

Fuck.

That is the line that takes me apart.

It’s an invitation.

Halston’s body tightens around me. He is close. I know him well enough to feel it before he says a word. He lowers his mouth to Liv’s, kissing her like he is trying to give her everything he never learned how to say.

I move harder once.

Then again.

Halston’s thrusts into Liv lose their rhythm. Mine into him follows. The three of us are breathing in broken pieces now, locked together, chasing the same edge from different places.

Liv comes first.

Her body clamps around Halston, and she makes a sound against his mouth that is half sob, half relief. Halston curses, rough and low, his whole body shuddering between us as her pleasure pulls him under. I keep moving because he asked me to, because she asked me to, because I can feel them both coming apart, and I need to hold the motion until it takes me too.

Halston follows a few seconds later, spilling into her with his face buried against her throat, one hand still locked around mine.

The feel of him coming around me finishes what’s left of my control.

I thrust into him once more and come so hard the room disappears at the edges.

For a moment, there is nothing but heat.

Halston under me.