Stroke of Luck - Opal Carew Page 0,92

laughed, too.

His gaze shot to Quinn. “And you know that I love this guy, too.” He grinned. “As a brother. But I don’t mind getting down and dirty in the bedroom with him and the woman we both love.”

He felt a tug on his shirt and realized that April was unfastening his buttons. She pulled his shirt open, then snuggled against his bare chest. The feel of her naked breasts against him made him groan happily.

“Talking about getting down and dirty…” He stroked her soft breast, his thumb brushing over her nipple.

She sighed contentedly. He drew her to her feet and cupped both breasts, lifting them in his palms. She turned in his arms so her back was to him and her delightful ass was tight against his erection. She wiggled it, causing his cock to grow and press tightly against his confining pants.

She took his hands and placed them over her breasts. Quinn, who was standing in front of Austin, watched with a smile.

Austin pinched her hard nipples between his fingertips, watching Quinn’s dark blue eyes grow darker. In the mirror across the room, Austin could see April’s hand slide down her taut stomach, then over the lace of her panties.

Then she dipped inside.

“Oh, my. I’m getting very wet.” She smiled coquettishly. “I wish someone would help me out.”

Quinn’s hand was gliding over his thick bulge now. “Austin, I think it’s your play.”

Austin chuckled, then tugged the back of April’s panties down. He unfastened his pants and let his cock spring free, then slid it between April’s thighs, gliding over the hot, slick flesh.

“Damn, sweetheart, you are wet.”

In the mirror, he could see his cockhead sprouting out from between her legs. Her fingers brushed his tip, sending sensual waves pulsing through him. He rocked his hips, his cock stroking over her.

She rested her head against his shoulder. “I want you inside me,” she murmured, her voice full of need.

On the next stroke forward, he pushed his tip upward and pressed into her intimate folds. He moaned when he felt her welcoming flesh open around him. His cock slipped into her in a slow, even stroke. When he was all the way inside, he held her tightly against him, his arm snug around her waist.

Quinn stepped forward and cupped her breasts in his hands.

* * *

April moaned softly. Austin’s thick cock was deep inside her, and Quinn’s warm hands covered her breasts, his thumbs toying with her aching nipples.

Quinn leaned in and kissed her, his mouth gentle and loving on hers.

“Do you want Austin to fuck you now?” Quinn’s lips nuzzled against her ear. “To make you come?”

“Yesss,” she breathed.

Quinn smiled and slid her panties down her legs. Austin drew her backward a few steps, and then their bodies sank downward as he sat in a big, cozy armchair. He leaned back and wrapped his hands around her waist. The sight of them in the mirror, Austin fully clothed and her totally naked on top of him, his cock deep inside her, made her feel dirty. And exhilarated.

She leaned forward and rested her hands on his thighs, then lifted herself, his cock gliding inside her. Then she lowered herself again.

Quinn watched them, his midnight eyes simmering with desire. He was fully clothed, too, but he opened his shirt and cast it aside, then shoved down his pants and boxers. She watched Quinn wrap his hand around his thick erection and stroke it. She squeezed Austin’s inside her as it plunged deep into her again.

She held out her hand to Quinn, and he stepped close. She wrapped her hand around his cock, then leaned down and took him in her mouth as Austin pumped into her from below. Her knees were shaking as pleasure quivered through her. She sucked on Quinn, moving her hand and mouth up and down on him to the same rhythm as Austin’s moving cock.

Quinn knelt down in front of her, his cock escaping her hold.

“Baby, just enjoy Austin fucking you. I don’t want to be distracted from watching your beautiful face as you come.”

Then he stroked down her stomach and found her clit. Staggering delight rushed through her at the combination of a big, thick cock filling her vagina and swirling, intense sensations quivering through her bud.

“Oh, God, I’m going to come.” Her voice was hoarse and deep with need.

“Fuck, sweetheart, me, too,” Austin groaned.

He pumped faster, and her head swirled as a flood of pleasure surged through her.

“Ohhh,” she moaned.

Quinn’s finger kept moving on her,