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“Good god, what a view,” he says, and I can hear the smile in his voice.

He pulls my ass to him and licks up my slit, then bites into my ass cheek before spanking the other one. I moan, loving that he is a little rough with me but never too much. He enters me from behind, the angle hitting me in all the right spots, and I cry out in pleasure, my body arching back against him. He starts moving in and out of me, one hand gripping my hip tightly as the other one sweeps down my back to find my hair again, pulling it right at the scalp. As he pounds into me, I can feel my orgasm building again, and I push back against him, taking him deeper. He must feel my pussy spasm around him and moves his hand from my hip to my clit.

“That’s it, sunshine, squeeze my dick with that perfect little pussy. Come for me.” With a moan, I come again, and he follows me over the edge, his body shaking with his release.

We collapse onto the blanket, panting and spent. He gets off my back and pulls me into his side so my head is resting on his chest, where I can feel his heart pounding.

“Never leave me again, you hear me?” he whispers, his voice filled with emotion, before kissing the top of my head.

“I hear you,” I whisper back, my heart swelling with love for him.

“Good fucking girl,” he murmurs against my hair before grabbing the hoodie, pulling me to sit up, and putting it back on me.

“Not risking some stranger seeing the best tits in Florida,” he says.

“Oh, now you’re worried about that?” I ask with a chuckle, feeling a sense of playfulness return to the moment.

“Yeah, now that my blood is back in the head that does the thinking,” he says with a laugh.

We lie there for a while longer before putting the rest of our clothes back on, then he carries me to the car and we get in the Mini, Jaxon taking the driver seat again.

“Want to get some bagels and coffee for the others on our way home?” Jaxon asks me, his eyes filled with affection as he pushes a lock of hair away from my eyes.

“As if I would ever say no to coffee. I need another shower at your place though,” I say, laughing. “I think I have sand in all the wrong places.”

Jaxon just chuckles and starts the engine.

SEVEN

After rinsing off all the sand in their shower and a delicious breakfast with the guys, I realized that I needed to rush back home and get changed into my own clothes so I could make it to my classes on time. It is Thursday, and I had already missed three days because of all the drama. I couldn’t afford to miss any more, since I knew it would be difficult to catch up already.

I talked to the guys about it, and we all agreed that since Liam was still in Toronto and there would always be people around me in my classes, I could go home and to college by myself. Jaxon, however, insisted that I take one of them with me when I wanted to go out in public, like going grocery shopping or to Tanner Fitness at night. I didn’t mind this arrangement at all, as I like spending time with them and appreciate their concern for my safety.

As soon as I got home, I changed into comfortable clothes, applied sunscreen and a little bit of makeup, pulled my hair up into a messy bun, and hurried back out with my bag to make it to campus in time.

Now I’m sitting in class, still breathing a bit heavily from having to sprint here, but I made it. I take out my laptop to take notes, and my fingers swipe over my phone in my bag. I should text the guys to tell them I made it here safely.

I quickly glance around to make sure my teacher is occupied before reaching into my bag to grab my phone, but I notice that it’s still off. I’d turned it off to save battery after contacting Frank, without checking my messages, and hadn’t bothered to turn it back on since then. I power it up and get bombarded with a flurry of messages and missed calls from the guys. I’m relieved that my phone is set on silent, or else this would’ve been really embarrassing in class. I start to go through the messages, and I see that most of them are from Ryder, reassuring me that Chase didn’t do anything, and from Chase himself, apologizing and saying he didn’t consent. Jaxon, on the other hand, didn’t text but called me at least thirty times. River just sent me one text, promising to find me and bring me back. It’s so good to know that they care about my well-being so much. Even Chris texted me, asking if she needs to dick punch Chase for me.

I feel a twinge of concern as I notice the numerous missed calls and messages from Gunner. The first message I see is a simple yet urgent question.

Gunner

Where are you???

Before I can read any further, the teacher clears his throat, so I quickly slip my phone back into my bag, avoiding his disapproving gaze. I make a mental note to check on him later and find out what’s going on. I can’t help but wonder what he wants and why he’s been trying to contact me so much. Did his dad do something again?

The class drags on, and I struggle to stay focused. When the lecture finally ends, I gather my things and head out of the classroom. I check my phone again and see that Gunner has sent even more messages in the last hour. I decide to call him back now and not wait to meet him at home.

“Hey, Gun, what’s going on?” I ask when he answers the phone on the second ring.

“Livy, thank god. Are you okay? I’ve been trying to get ahold of you for days!” he says.

“I’m fine. Why are you so worried, is everything ok? Are you hurt?” I ask, now feeling concerned myself.

“Am I hurt? Livy, your boyfriends” —he nearly spits the word— “knocked on my door Sunday evening and told me that Chase guy messed up and you just upped and left! They wanted to know if you were with me or if I knew where you went, and surprise, surprise, I didn’t. I haven’t seen or heard from you for two days before that because I was too focused on my own fucking problems.” His voice breaks, and I can sense the guilt in his words.

“Gunner—”