Stroke of Luck - Opal Carew Page 0,73

smiled, then dipped down to his root and licked the length of him. His teal eyes were dark and filled with need as she opened and took him inside. His cockhead filled her mouth. She ran her tongue all over his hard flesh, then glided deeper.

Quinn’s hand slid over her hip, then between her legs. The brush of his finger over her slick flesh sent heat thrumming through her.

“God, I love how wet you are.” Quinn stroked back and forth, setting her on fire.

She took Austin deeper still, loving the feel of his thick, hard shaft filling her mouth. Quinn pushed a finger inside her. She squeezed around him while she drew back on Austin’s cock, then surged forward to take him deep again. He moaned softly.

Quinn’s fingers slipped away, to her disappointment, then she felt him rolling the wet cloth of her T-shirt up her body. He freed her breasts to the warm sunshine. She let go of Austin’s cock long enough to tug the garment over her head and toss it aside, leaving her completely naked, then grabbed Austin again and swallowed him inside.

She bobbed up and down on the thick column, savoring the feel of the hard flesh moving across her lips and caressing the inside of her mouth. Quinn cupped her breast in his warm hand. Her nipple was so hard it hurt as it burrowed into his palm. He stroked, then squeezed her aching bud between his fingertips. Burning desire spiked through her. She wanted it in his mouth. She wanted him to suck on it. Hard.

She kept bobbing on the big cock in her mouth, taking it deep into her throat. Squeezing it as it moved between her lips.

Quinn found her pussy again. He slid in a finger and stroked softly, starting a slow burn inside her.

“I love watching you make Austin come.” Quinn’s voice was hoarse with need as he whispered close to her ear. “I want you to pull him out just before so I can see it.”

Pleasure kept building inside her as Quinn continued to stroke her sensitive passage. She glanced up at Austin’s face, trying desperately to keep her focus. His eyes were half-closed and his cheeks flushed. He smiled and nodded, then glided his hands around her head and urged her to move faster.

She could feel Austin’s body tensing. He would come any moment.

And so would she if Quinn kept it up.

“Now,” Austin blurted, then pulled from her mouth.

White liquid pulsed from his cock. Some splattered on April’s breasts, but most landed on Quinn’s torso. She stared at the glistening white foam on Quinn’s bronzed, gleaming flesh, and need drove her to lurch toward him and lap at the wetness. She ran her tongue over his hard muscles, tasting the saltiness of his skin and Austin’s semen. She lapped downward, over his taut, sculpted abs, licking all of Austin’s essence from Quinn’s body.

“Fuck, baby.” Quinn grasped her hips and flipped her onto her back, then feasted on her breasts, licking away the white residue on her skin.

Then he captured her lips, driving his tongue into her. Sharing the taste with her.

“Oh, God, Quinn. Please fuck me,” she pleaded, practically panting.

Something hot and hard brushed against her pussy, and she moaned. She glanced down to see his hard cock jutting from his trunks, firmly in his hand as he guided it over her wet flesh. He moved the tip up and down, caressing her. Driving her wild.

His hard cockhead settled at her opening, and excitement burned through her as he pushed forward. Just a little.

“Is this what you want?” he asked.

She nodded vigorously, unable to catch her breath.

Her flesh opened to him as he pushed the tip a little deeper.

“You want me to thrust inside? To fuck you hard and fast ’til you come?”

“Yes.” The word, uttered on a short exhalation, was filled with need.

He grinned, then pulled back. She whimpered softly.

“I’d love to, baby, but not right now. I want to watch Austin fuck you.”

“Austin’s not ready yet.” But when her gaze flicked to the other man, she saw his hand wrapped around his fully erect cock.

“Sweetheart, you underestimate how intensely sexy it is seeing you turned on,” Austin said.

“Kneel in front of me,” Quinn instructed as he settled back on the love seat. “And keep your lovely ass high.”

She got down on her hands and knees. Austin stepped behind her, then knelt. His fingers found her slickness and he stroked, then she felt his hot tip brush against