Chapter 214: Sharper

Renee shifted to the side of the bed, still flushed, still open, and made space without being asked.

Jessica was already moving.

She didn’t wait for an invitation. The black slip slid off her shoulders as she crossed the room, and by the time she reached the bed she was bare, eyes dark, breathing already uneven.

She climbed over Liam without hesitation, straddled his waist, and kissed him hard sharper than Renee, hungrier, the edge she always carried still present even in surrender.

Liam’s hands gripped her hips.

Jessica rolled against him, feeling how hard he still was, and made a low sound against his mouth. Behind them Renee watched with calm, satisfied eyes.

Vanessa’s fingers had tightened in the sheer fabric of her nightgown. Veronica remained near the chair, lips parted.

Cole’s gaze tracked every movement from the door, precise even now, but no longer distant.

"You always take your time with her," Jessica muttered against his lips. "Don’t take your time with me."

Liam flipped her onto her back in one clean motion.Jessica’s breath caught as her spine hit the sheets.

He pinned her wrists lightly above her head and kissed down her throat, over the line of her collarbone, then closed his mouth around one nipple and sucked hard.

She arched, a sharp sound leaving her, thighs already parting around his hips. When he bit down, her wrists flexed under his hands and a rougher noise tore out of her throat.

"Liam"

He switched to the other breast, giving it the same rough attention until both peaks were wet, tight, and dark.

Jessica’s hips lifted off the bed, seeking friction. He denied her for another second longer, dragging his mouth lower across her stomach, tasting her skin, then lower still.

until he hooked her thighs over his shoulders and dragged his tongue through her folds in one long, deliberate stroke.

Jessica cursed under her breath.

She was already soaked.

He licked her without mercy broad strokes through her wetness, then focused suction on her clit, two fingers pushing inside her while she twisted against the sheets.

Her hands found his hair and gripped hard. The wet sound of his mouth on her filled the quiet morning.

Vanessa’s breath hitched near the window. Someone shifted by the dresser. Renee’s fingers curled slowly against the sheets as she watched.

He didn’t rush her, but he didn’t gentle her either. Every stroke of his tongue was intentional.

Every curl of his fingers found the place that made her thighs tighten. When he added a third finger and sucked hard on her clit, Jessica’s back arched clean off the bed.

When she came, it was with her thighs clamped around his head and a broken, frustrated sound that still carried heat.

Her cunt pulsed against his mouth. He licked her through it until she was twitching and trying to close her legs, then rose up over her, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and pushed into her in one hard thrust.

Jessica cried out.

She was tight and slick and ready, and she took every inch with her head tipped back and her nails already digging into his shoulders.

Liam didn’t give her the slow pace he had given Renee.

He fucked her deep and steady from the first stroke, then harder, the wet slap of their bodies sharp in the morning quiet.

Jessica met every thrust, legs locked around him, mouth open, the sharp edge of her completely undone into something rawer.

"Harder," she breathed.He gave it to her.

The bed shifted under them. Renee’s hand rested lightly on Jessica’s forearm, a quiet anchor.

Veronica had moved closer without realizing it. Cole’s jaw was tight. Vanessa watched with flushed cheeks and dark eyes, nightgown twisted in her fingers, the sheer fabric rising and falling with her uneven breathing.

Liam hooked one of Jessica’s legs higher and drove into her deeper. The new angle dragged a raw sound out of her.

He braced over her and fucked her with short, heavy strokes that made her breasts bounce and her mouth fall open around broken attempts at his name.

Her heels dug into his back. Her nails left marks along his shoulders.Jessica’s second orgasm hit her faster than the first.

She came with a sharp cry, cunt clenching hard around him, body shaking as he fucked her through it without slowing down.

Her mouth found his shoulder and bit down, not hard enough to break skin, hard enough to make her feelings clear.

He kept going, dragging the climax out until she was gasping and oversensitive beneath him.He still wasn’t finished with her.

He slowed only long enough for her eyes to focus again, then rolled his hips in a deeper, heavier rhythm that made her moan low in her throat.

Jessica’s gaze locked on his. The folded arms, the sharp comments, the long resistance she had carried for weeks all of it was gone.

What remained was open, flushed, and gripping him like she had no intention of letting go until she was completely finished.

"Don’t stop," she whispered.

"I wasn’t going to."

He rubbed her clit with his thumb while he fucked her, firm circles matched to the pace of his hips.

Jessica’s third orgasm built slower and hit deeper.

A tremor ran through her entire body as she clung to him and breathed his name against his skin, cunt fluttering and clenching around him in long, helpless waves.

Only then did Liam let himself follow, burying his face in her neck as he finished inside her with a low, rough sound, hips pressed tight against hers, emptying himself while she held him through it.

For a long moment the room held only their breathing.

Jessica’s fingers loosened on his back. Her legs slipped from around his waist but didn’t fully let go.

When Liam lifted his head, her eyes were still dark, still hungry, but the sharpest edge had been temporarily satisfied.

A faint flush spread across her chest and throat. Cum leaked from her as he eased back slightly, and she made a soft, unguarded sound at the sensation.

She glanced sideways toward the others still waiting in the room Vanessa near the window, nightgown twisted in her grip

Veronica closer than before, lips parted; Cole still by the door, gaze fixed and burning; Renee quiet and watching from the pillows, calm as ever.

Jessica’s mouth curved slightly."Your turn," she said, voice rough. "All of you."

Then she pulled Liam down for one more kiss, slower this time, almost soft, before easing back against the sheets and leaving the space open.

The morning light had shifted further across the bed.The bag by the door remained packed and ignored.

And the morning was still far from over.