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stroked around it in circles.

“Quinn, you going to come join us?” Austin asked.

“I’m good here for now,” Quinn answered.

“Yeah?” Austin’s fingers continued their journey down her stomach and under the thin elastic of her thong.

She knew Quinn would see every movement of Austin’s fingers clearly through the transparent fabric.

Austin dipped into her folds and stroked her slickness. Heat rippled through her.

“Mmm. You left her nice and wet,” Austin said.

His finger pushed inside her, and she arched against his hand.

Austin chuckled. “And eager for more.” He gazed down at her. “You do want more, don’t you, sweetheart?”

“Oh, yes. I want you inside me.”

“You mean another finger?” he asked, sliding in a second one.

She squeezed around the two thick fingers as he stroked, excitement swirling through her.

“Ah, yes, that’s good,” she said, “but I mean your cock.”

He laughed again. “You hear that, Quinn? My pretty little bride wants me to fuck her.”

“Good,” Quinn said. “Because I want to see that.”

Austin wiggled his fingers inside her, sending heat rippling through her body.

“Well, you know, I think she deserves the very best experience…” Austin’s eyes glittered. “So I think I could use some help.”

14

April groaned in disappointment as Austin withdrew his fingers from her body, then stood up and scooped her into his arms. He carried her to the love seat and set her on Quinn’s lap. Quinn had shed his pants and now wore only his boxers, which barely contained his erection. The thick shaft now pressed against her back.

“Cup her breasts and keep those nipples nice and hard for me,” Austin instructed.

Quinn’s arms came around her, and his large hands covered her breasts. Gently, he stroked her nipples.

“Yeah, that’s good,” Austin said with a smile. “Now open her legs.”

Quinn widened his thighs, and his knees drew her legs open.

Austin stroked a fingertip over her crotch, then hooked his finger under the fabric and pulled it sideways, exposing her slick flesh.

“Man, look at that beautiful pink pussy,” he said to Quinn.

Quinn’s fingers were circling over her hard nubs, igniting a deep need inside her.

“Fuck, buddy, I want to watch you shove your cock deep inside it,” Quinn practically groaned. “What the hell are you waiting for?”

“Ha ha. What about you, April?” Austin asked.

“Yes, please. I want you inside me now, Austin.”

His gaze locked with hers, and the depth of desire shocked her.

He glided his fingers along her cheek and through her hair, then curled them around the back of her head and leaned closer.

“Whatever you want, sweetheart.”

He captured her lips and drove his tongue deep, then thrust several times, leaving her breathless. He eased back, a wicked smile on his lips, and she felt his hard, hot flesh brush over her soft petals. Then he pressed forward, sliding into her.

At the feel of his hard member stretching her wide, she leaned back against Quinn and moaned, delightful sensations dancing through her.

“Do you like that, baby?” Quinn murmured against her ear. “Feeling Austin’s big cock sliding into you?”

She opened her eyes and found herself staring into Quinn’s midnight-blue ones.

“Oh, God, yes,” she whispered hoarsely.

Austin’s pelvis bumped against her, his cock all the way inside.

“Is it deep inside you?” Quinn asked. “Is it hard and thick?”

“Yes. Oh, yes,” she moaned, squeezing Austin’s cock with intimate muscles.

She was still so aroused from Quinn’s lovemaking that the combination of Quinn’s fingers circling her aching nipples and Austin’s rigid shaft inside her had pleasure quivering through her entire body.

Austin stroked her hair, his face inches from hers. His eyes were full of need.

“Damn, it feels so good being inside you.” Austin’s cock twitched, sending thrilling ripples of heat through her.

She grasped his shoulders and pulled him tighter.

“Please, Austin. I need you to fuck me now. I’m so close.”

Austin’s eyes widened, and he smiled. “Are you going to come for me?”

He drew back and glided deep again, igniting rippling waves of pleasure inside her.

“Yes,” she breathed.

He glided back and forward again, his cockhead dragging along her sensitive passage. His thumb stroked her cheek, and he pulled her into another kiss, not missing a stroke with his cock.

In and out. She squeezed tighter around him. She gripped his shoulders as the pleasure skyrocketed.

“Ohhh, it feels so good,” she moaned.

He sped up, driving deeper and faster.

“Oh. God.” Her heart pounded, and then pleasure exploded through her, blazing into a thousand sparks inside her head as she rode the wave of pure bliss.

“Are you coming, baby?” Quinn asked, his lips brushing her ear.

“Yes. Oh, God, yes. Austin’s making me come,” she said