Stroke of Luck - Opal Carew Page 0,82

Grand Canyon, had a sumptuous dinner at a very exclusive French restaurant with a twenty-third-floor view, and finally enjoyed a hilarious comedy show.

She pulled off her shoes and tossed them under the coffee table. “You two spoiled me. I had such a good time.”

“You deserve to be spoiled,” Quinn said as he sat down beside her.

“Talking about having a good time,” Austin said as he settled at her other side, “the whole time we were out, all I could think about was coming back here and having a good time with you.”

She grinned at him. “Is that a proposition?”

“If it is, will I get a yes?” he asked, his eyes glittering.

“I don’t know. I’m pretty tired.” She stretched her legs out in front of her.

“Maybe we can find a way to revive you,” Quinn suggested, then ran his hand down her thigh and over her calf.

Austin turned her and tugged her onto his lap as Quinn drew her legs onto the couch. Then Quinn wrapped his hands around her foot and started to massage. She sighed as she rested against Austin’s chest, his strong arm holding her close. The pressure of Quinn’s fingertips moving over her foot sent waves of delight through her.

“Mmm, that feels wonderful.”

Austin’s lips brushed her ear. “Did I tell you how beautiful you look in this dress?” he asked as he slid the zipper down her back.

“At least three times tonight.” She’d worn the red strapless again because she knew it was their favorite. “But if you like it so much, why are you trying to take it off?”

“Because I love looking at your stunning body even more.” Austin nuzzled her neck. “And I’m curious about your underwear.”

He slipped her dress from her shoulders and glided it down to her waist, revealing her black satin bra embroidered with gold thread and edged with delicate black lace. It was part of the set he’d left in a gift bag for her at the spa.

Quinn, who was still rubbing her foot, watched her dress slide away with a fiery glint in his eyes. Then he focused on the swell of her breasts.

Austin wrapped his hands around her waist and lifted while Quinn slid the dress down her hips then off. He dropped it on the floor, his gaze falling to her matching panties that were so skimpy they were mostly black lace edging with a small triangle of embroidered black satin front and back.

As Quinn started on her other foot, Austin captured her lips. The light pressure of his mouth on hers, paired with the sensual feel of Quinn kneading her foot, caused sparks of pure sensation to flicker through her. Austin’s tongue dipped into her mouth, and she suckled on it, drawing it deeper. His large hand glided over her breast, and she arched against him as he caressed, her nipple blossoming into a hard bud.

Quinn massaged up her calves, squeezing and gliding over her skin.

Austin stripped off her bra and let it drop to the floor as he covered her breast again. She arched into the warmth of his hand. Quinn passed her knees and continued up her thighs. Her intimate muscles clenched as a deep yearning to feel him stroke her soft folds blazed to life.

Austin lifted her enough to slide out from under her, then knelt on the floor beside her and smiled. She was now stretched out on the couch, a cushion under her head.

“I think you’re enjoying all this attention,” he said.

She curled her hands around his neck. “Oh, yes. Definitely.”

His lips found hers, and his tongue glided into her mouth again, then swirled deep. She tightened her grip on his neck, holding him close as her tongue stroked his. He tasted of aged scotch and wintergreen.

Then his lips veered sideways, kissing along her cheek, then down her neck. Her skin erupted in goose bumps, flashing along the path of Austin’s light kisses and trembling up from Quinn’s massaging fingers as he moved up her thighs, ever closer to her aching flesh.

Austin’s warm breath washed across her breast as his lips moved up the swell. His mouth covered her swollen nipple just as Quinn’s fingers reached the satin of her panties. Austin teased her hard nub with his tongue. She sucked in a breath, pushing herself deeper into his mouth, then exhaled in a soft moan.

Quinn’s fingertips stroked along the side of her panties, toying with her. She clung to Austin’s head, pulling him tighter as his teasing mouth sent thrilling sensations