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I ghost my hand over his back and across the red skin of his ass, appreciating my work while the pair connects. When I reach his taint, he shivers under my attention, a whimper escaping his lips that transforms into a moan when I shift so I can take his cock out from under him, positioning it against the outside of my thigh.
“Just as pretty as I remember it.”
“Beck.” Noah groans.
I stroke him in a downward motion while I find Quinn’s eyes. “Do you think he’s done enough to be forgiven?” I ask.
Quinn taps her chin playfully, and at this moment, I know I’m developing more than just a crush on this woman.
“Hmm, his ass is very red.”
“It is,” I comment.
“But you mentioned something about his mouth earlier, didn’t you?”
Yes, most definitely more than a crush.
“I did, didn’t I?”
“Something about his mouth getting the best of him. Yet he’s still getting to use it, isn’t he?”
Fuck me. I swallow, squeezing Noah’s cock in my hand, forcing another delicious moan from him.
“You’re correct, pretty girl. Do you have a suggestion for how he can use it?”
The smile on her lips is giddy, and her eyes sparkle with eagerness. “I want to see him suck your cock.”
Noah stills, and I don’t release his arousal, holding it harder in my grasp until I feel it pulsing in my fist.
“Do you now?” I muse.
She bites her lip and nods.
I tug downward on Noah’s cock in a milking motion, a bit of pre-cum falling from the tip onto the floor where a small puddle is already growing.
“Our little slut likes this idea.” I pump him again. “Come see the mess he’s making on the perfectly clean floor.”
Quinn slides out from under Noah, his head now resting on the vacated cushion. She comes over to my side and looks at his red ass then down to the space on the floor where I’ve told her to look.
Noah twitches under our steady attention, and I jack him so Quinn can see another drop of pre-cum join the others.
“He is making a mess, isn’t he?”
“Please.” Noah groans, fisting the couch cushions.
“Please, what?” I ask.
“Please stop, or I’m going to come.”
I meet Quinn’s eyes. “We can’t have that now, can we?”
“No, we can’t,” she agrees.
I take my hand away from Noah’s cock. “You really want this?” I ask Quinn.
“I do.”
“And you?” I ask Noah while dragging my hand over his abused ass. “Do you want to suck my cock with that naughty mouth of yours?”
