Stroke of Luck

“Oh, yes,” she murmured.

She couldn’t believe how incredibly aroused she was. His touch was barely perceptible, but it had her practically panting.

He drew her folds apart with his thumbs. The coolness of the air washed over the newly exposed flesh, but heat flared through her. He smiled as he leaned in closer. When she felt his lips touch her, she moaned.

His tongue dragged over her folds, driving her wild. She curled her fingers through his sandy-brown hair and held him to her. His tongue flicked over her clit. Pleasure flashed through her. When his fingers found her opening, she widened her legs, welcoming his thick digits as two slid inside her slick passage.

“Oh, God, Austin, that feels so good.”

They glided inside her again and again as he lapped at her clit. Pleasure spiraled through her, higher and higher. His tongue vibrated for several seconds, then he suckled. Blissful sensations quivered through her, and she moaned.

His mouth drew away, but his fingers stroked deeply inside her.

“I’m going to make you come, sweetheart. I want you to say my name when you do.”

She arched against his hand, needing him deeper. Wanting his mouth back.

She nodded. She’d do anything for the release he promised.

He chuckled and swooped down on her again. His tongue teased, then he began to suckle her little button again.

“Yes,” she groaned. “That’s so good.”

He suckled harder, and she felt a tidal wave of pleasure sweep through her. It rose higher and higher.

“Oh, I’m going to…” She gasped as ecstasy claimed her.

Through the haze of delight, she cried, “Austin, you’re making me come.”

His fingers glided into her faster. She rode the wave … on and on. When it started to subside, he stroked her clit with his finger, his others still moving inside her.

“Oh, God,” she squeaked as the pleasure rose even more.

The orgasm flowed through her with ease, a fast and steady stream of pure euphoria.

After a long time, his fingers slowed, and her body relaxed. When he finally settled on the couch beside her, she was sucking in air.

Then Austin leaned in and kissed her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him passionately.

“Thank you,” she murmured against his ear.

He drew back, his eyes glowing. “The pleasure was totally mutual.”

Austin shifted back onto the couch. She smiled, then sat up, smoothing down her dress. Then she saw Quinn and froze.

How had she forgotten he was watching?

12

At the sight of April’s enormous eyes, Quinn chuckled.

“Don’t worry, baby. That was the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen.”

So hot he’d almost come watching, pumping his cock at the incredible sight of her face in blissful surrender. But he’d forced himself to slow down, anticipating when he could plunge inside her and take her to ecstasy all over again. He’d tucked away his cock when Austin had leaned in to kiss her.

It bothered him that Austin was getting so close to her, but it shouldn’t. Austin wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize their friendship.

April chewed on her lip as she picked up her champagne flute and sipped. Her eyes lit up.