Sam’s brow furrowed. “Em?”
Oh for God’s sake. Quint tossed his bag on the floor and wrapped the fingers of one hand around the back of Sam’s neck. He fastened his mouth on Sam’s, loving the taste of cola and mint on Sam’s tongue. Sam opened to Quint and captured Quint in his embrace. Quint swallowed Sam’s moan. Yes, he wanted to let loose with Sam more than anything. If Emma wanted to watch…perfect.
Quint shoved one hand up under Sam’s shirt. He smoothed his fingers through the smattering of hairs on Sam’s chest. Nothing beat touching Sam and getting lost in those blue eyes.
“Wow.” Emma’s voice filtered through the heady thoughts swirling in his brain. “I feel like I’m an interloper again, but this is so hot.”
Quint inched away from his lover and licked his lips. She felt like the odd person out? No more.
“Em? Come here.” Quint tugged her flush against his chest and kissed her with the same passion, but without Sam’s roughness. Emma’s breasts pillowed against his pecs. She wound her arms around his neck and deepened the connection. Damn. He should’ve acted on his desire for her earlier. She touched with tenderness and loved with passion like he’d never felt before. Another set of arms threaded around them, binding them all together.
Quint opened his eyes long enough to wink at Sam. Sam grinned and brushed Emma’s hair from her shoulder.
“I’m dead. Have to be,” Emma panted. “This is too much and so good.”
“Bedroom, now.” With them both in his embrace, Sam walked them from the living room into the first floor bedroom.
Emma shrugged out of the sundress she’d donned before they left the apartment. Sam ripped his shirt up over his head and shucked his jeans. Quint chuckled. He loved the no-nonsense way Emma and Sam got right to business. He wound his fingers through her hair and tilted her head back, displaying her neck. With his other hand on her hip, he kissed and sucked on her skin.
“Fucking hot,” Quint panted.
“He’s overdressed.” Emma disengaged from Sam then sashayed to Quint’s side. She tugged the hem of his shirt up over his head and left the garment on the floor. She suckled on his nipple while Sam popped Quint’s fly.
“Fuck, yes.” Quint threaded his fingers in Emma’s hair. “More, baby.” She scraped her teeth against Quint’s nipple, sending shockwaves through his body.
She released him with a pop then knelt at his feet. “Which one of you is the top?”
“Either.” Quint shrugged and stepped out of his pants. “We go either way.”
Emma giggled and shoved the denim out of the way. “I noticed.” She rubbed her cheek on his cock then scampered up onto the bed. “Kiss. Again. Turn me on. I want to watch, then I want Quint in me while you’re in him, Sam.”
“You’re sure, Em?” Sam reached out and massaged her ankle. “I can’t wait, but I’m not pushing you if you change your mind.”
“I’m very sure.” She wriggled out of her panties. “If we’re going to be three, then everything needs to be equal.”
Quint pressed against Sam and bumped noses. “I’d like equal, too.” Quint sucked Sam’s bottom lip into his mouth and invaded Sam’s mouth with his tongue. He reveled in the completion he found in Sam’s arms.
Sam’s erection bobbed against Quint’s. Sam wrapped his fingers around both cocks, drawing a whimper deep from Quint’s throat. Sweet Jesus. He loved hands on his dick. “Fuck.”
“Quint, lick your way down his chest.” Emma’s voice broke through Quint’s Sam-induced haze.
Quint bent over enough and licked the hills and valleys of Sam’s chest. He loved the way Sam smelled, the right hint of sweat, cologne and sex.
“Stop.” Emma groaned. “So good.”
Quint rose to his full height and held Sam against his chest. “We turn you on?”
“I like to watch.” She shrugged and slid her fingers over her bare pussy. “Seeing you two in action is almost as hot as making
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