Page 41 of Hooking Up
“Jesus,” Quint growled. “I fucking love watching her suck your cock.” He rolled toward Carter and placed gentle bites over his shoulder down to his nipple.
Carter writhed between them for long minutes. Then he gasped, “Enough. I can’t last. His turn.”
She didn’t hesitate to give Quint the same attention. Licking and sucking him until his hips lifted off the bed. Her breaststhrobbed for their touch and her pussy was slick. Pushing to her knees, she tortured them for another five minutes by burying her fingers in her pussy and letting them see what they weren’t allowed to touch.
“Dammit, darlin’, if you don’t untie me…” Quint’s oath sent brand new shivers racing over her heated flesh.
Considering his demand took a split second. She removed her fingers from her sex and traced the wetness over his lips. While he sucked at her digits, she used her other hand to pick at his knotted wrists.
The minute he sprang free, she knew she was in trouble. He threw her down in one violent move, tossing his muscled thigh over her middle to pin her while he freed his partner.
When Carter descended on her, she almost regretted taking things so far. The rough way he trapped her hands and the harder way he kissed her were primal. His lips blazed a path over hers, his tongue fucking her mouth deep. With his flavors in her head, her body came alive.
Quint nudged her legs apart and looked up at her from between them. “You’re going to wish you hadn’t taken so long to untie us.” Swooping his head, he captured her clit between his lips.
She cried out as he sucked gently, pulling it into his mouth, and then moving downward to suck her folds. When he sank his tongue into her soaking entry, she bucked upward.
Carter yanked her bra down her shoulders so her breasts bounced free. Need spiraled as he pinched her nipples, lightly at first and with increasing pressure until she couldn’t stay quiet.
“That’s it, love. Moan for us.” He bit into one nipple.
“You’re going to…pay for this.”
“Oh little vixen, we count on it every day of our lives.” Quint dived back into eating her pussy, waving his head back and forthto get every inch of her. The heat of his lips and tongue…she couldn’t get enough.
“Please,” she whimpered.
“Oh now she’s the one begging,” Carter said, moving to her other nipple to deliver the same lush licks.
“I’m not…begging.”
Quint’s eyes sparked as he stared at her from his place in her pussy buffet. She dug her heels into the mattress to put his lips where she wanted them most.
And found herself flipped over, her chest crushed against Carter’s sculpted one. Gasping, she took instant advantage. Kissing him deeply while Quint prepared her to accept his cock in her backside.
Oil dribbling over her ass seam ignited her further. Carter tugged her lower lip between his teeth, moaning in a way that she knew Quint was playing with him too. Then Carter pressed his rubber-covered cock at her entrance. Holding his gaze, she slid down over his shaft.
The minute Carter was buried balls-deep, Quint fed his cock into her tight hole. Her breath came in uneven bursts. Her body latched onto both men until Carter’s eyes rolled back in his head and Quint said, “Fucking tight.”
Two long heartbeats passed before Carter opened his eyes. He and Quint exchanged a look over her shoulder. Love welled inside her, overflowing for both of the men sharing her body. How it had happened, she had no idea, but she wasn’t about to let go now.
Helpless against the ecstasy they were forcing on her, she gave herself up to them. In their hands, she was more than cared for.
The minute their movements grew more uncontrolled and their rhythm shifted, that sweet, dark heat inside her spread likewildfire. She came in waves, holding onto them with her inner muscles as they got fulfillment too.
Collapsing atop Carter, she reveled in the damp weight of Quint against her spine. He brushed her hair away from her ear to get at his special spot while Carter pressed soft pecks along her hairline.
Long seconds ticked by. Quint rolled off and tugged her free of Carter’s cock. Both men got up to deal with their condoms while she lay there like a dead person. But when they locked her in their arms and shared a kiss of their own, she watched with pure happiness radiating from her depths.
“Guess we’d better hit a mall if we want any more of these sexy bits.” Carter dangled her ruined bra from one fingertip.
“Damn right you will. I have a desire for a pair of those over-the-knee leather boots.”
“Hell, she’s going to kill us. Better pick up a defibrillator while we’re at it.” Quint pinched her bottom. She giggled and buried her face against his chest. His soft chest hair was fragrant with their lovemaking.
“I can shop for my own ‘sexy bits,’” she said, a note of fake irritation in her voice.
“Oh we know, sweetheart.” Carter stroked his knuckles along her ribs, raising a shiver. “But we aren’t letting you get away from us.”
“I’m not running. Well…not far.” She bit Quint’s pec. He brought the flat of his hand down on her buttock. Thecrackmade her squeal, but Carter’s chuckle as he flipped her onto her back and pinned her made the sting so much better.
“We wouldn’t want you any way but smart and sassy, darlin’. Now Carter, get the rope.”
