Stroke of Luck - Opal Carew Page 0,84

Austin drew his deflating cock from her mouth, then leaned in and kissed her. Then he turned and slumped to the floor, sitting on the carpet with his legs outstretched.

Quinn took a last lick, then kissed up her belly to her breasts. He licked one nipple and suckled for a moment, the bud hardening in his mouth. Then he nuzzled her neck and finally found her lips.

The kiss he gave her was deep and poignant, filling her with an intense need to join with him.

“Make love to me, Quinn. I want to feel you inside me.”

His midnight eyes grew darker, and he stood up, then scooped her into his arms.

“Come on, Austin,” he said as he carried her into the bedroom.

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When Quinn laid April on the bed, her naked body still carrying the soft blush of the orgasm he and Austin had given her, his heart ached.

She was his wife. She was in his bed, her blue eyes begging him to fuck her. And his friend was by his side. Life couldn’t get any better than this.

He stripped off his jacket, then his shirt and tie, his focus on her the whole time. Her hungry gaze as she watched him strip sent heat blazing through him. His cock, already swollen with need, pushed against the constraining fabric painfully. He unzipped and dropped his suit pants to the floor, then shed his boxers. She reached out her hand as he stepped forward. When her fingertips brushed his tip, he felt he might explode on the spot. He wanted her so badly.

She wrapped her fingers around him and stroked as he knelt on the bed and arched his leg over her. He stared down at her as she pumped up and down his straining erection.

“Oh, fuck, baby,” he said, his words strained as he kept a tight leash on his need to drive into her. “I love it when you touch my cock.”

She smiled. “I think you love it when I do this, too.”

With one hand still firmly around his shaft, she glided the other over her lovely rose-tipped breast and toyed with it. Stroking lightly at first, then flicking her fingertips over the hard bud.

“Oh, yeah,” Austin said as he lay down beside her, watching intently. “I love that, too.”

When she started pinching the peaked nipple with her fingertips, Quinn groaned. He grabbed his cock and glided the tip over her wet flesh. His eyelids flickered closed at the exquisite feel of her melting heat on his aching member, then he opened them again and focused on her lovely, glowing face as he eased forward.

“I’m pushing into you now, baby. Do you like that?”

“Ohhh, yes,” she whimpered, sending goose bumps dancing down his spine.

He sank into her slowly, her slick flesh swallowing him into her heat.

“Ah, fuck, your pussy feels so good around me.”

He kept pushing in. Deeper. Her softness stretching around him in a sweet embrace. God, it was like going home. This was truly where he belonged.

“Ohhh, Quinn. Yes.” Her fingers curled around his shoulders, her head tossed back on the pillow.

The knowledge that he was giving her pleasure made his heart soar. Damn, he fucking loved this woman so much.

He glided deeper still until there was no distance between their bodies. They were joined together as one.

Austin drew her long hair to the side, then stroked the golden strands shimmering across the pillow as he gazed at her.

Quinn’s cock twitched inside her, urging him to move. He leaned forward and brushed her mouth lightly with his. Her lips parted, and he ran the tip of his tongue over them, then surged inside. At the same time, he drew back and glided into her in a slow and steady stroke.

“Ohhh, yes.” She opened wider and wrapped her legs around his thighs.

He drew back and glided in again. Her quivering moan ramped up his excitement. He pulsed into her.

Her breathing quickened, and she tightened her legs around him, arching her hips to take him deeper still.

His groin grew taut, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter as he pumped into her in rhythmic strokes.

She sucked in a breath. “Quinn, I’m … going … to…” She rocked against him, her eyelids fluttering. “Come.”

The word, barely audible, trailed off on a breath, but it was enough to send him skyrocketing to orgasm. He drove into her in deep, hard thrusts as she moaned loudly, clinging to his shoulders.

As his own burning need seared away with his release, he marveled at the ethereal beauty