Page 59 of Bro Amazing

"Fuck." Quintin nuzzles into my neck as his hands cup my breasts under my shirt.

"Yeah, that's not distracting to our game play at all," says Lionel.

"Don't be jealous," say Quintin. "I saw an opening and took it."

I can't help but giggle as my boyfriends chuckle, because Quintin literally did exactly that.

It's my turn and I finally draw the wood card I need. I lean forward to lay out my cards, Quintin's cock adjusting inside me and hitting a spot that feels so good I almost gasp.

"And I win." I can't help but grin. Our first game and I actually win. Between that and Quintin's thick cock filling my pussy, I'm feeling pretty good.

"Did you decide whose bed you're sleeping in tonight?" Quintin rolls his hips, causing the walls of my pussy to flutter.

"She slept in Ethan's bed the last two nights and you're fucking her now," Lionel points out, "so I vote she sleeps in my bed tonight."

"You got to fuck her earlier today because you got home before me. I'm just catching up on our quality time," argues Quintin.

"I haven't fucked Clarissa since getting home," Lionel protests as Ethan begins to clean up the game.

"Seriously? You've been home all day and haven't fucked her?"

"We were busy playing a game," argues Lionel.

"You snooze, you lose," says Quintin.

"I'm not a toy you can fight over." I start to stand because if they're going to be annoying, I'm leaving.

Quintin pulls me back down and his cock slams into my pussy. I let out an involuntary cry of pleasure, swiveling my hips so he hits the good spot again.

"We're not fighting over you, baby. We're just having a conversation." Quintin lifts me up and slams my hips back down into his lap.

"Besides, we just want you to be happy," agrees Lionel. "Let Quintin show you a good time now, and after I'll carry you upstairs to bed."

"I'm off to bed myself," says Ethan, standing from the table. He leans over and captures my lips in a sweet kiss. "Another date day tomorrow?"

"Yes, please. Good night." The last part comes out as a moan as Quintin raises me slightly off his lap and fucks me fast and hard, desperate for me the same way he was before they left for the airport.

My arms come up over my head to hold Quintin close as he fucks me in the chair. Lionel turns, crossing his ankle over his knee as he watches. Not commenting or saying a word, but his eyes darken in appreciation.

His eyes on me, enjoying the scene playing out before him, turns me on even more. He's probably sitting there watchinghow his friend fucks me and imagining all of the things he wants to do to me in bed tonight. The thought has me coming fast and hard.

Quintin yanks me down, using my hips to jackhammer my pussy onto his cock until he's coming too.

"I've missed you." Quintin nuzzles into my neck as we enjoy the after-tremors of our orgasms.

"I've missed you too," I whisper back.

"All right, time for bed," announces Lionel, standing up.

I try to join, but my limbs are weak and my jeans are still tight around my thighs. Lionel makes quick work of them, shimmying them to the floor. He leaves them right there in the kitchen as he picks me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"Let's go to bed, Clarissa." Lionel walks us out of the kitchen.

"Okay." I rest my cheek on his shoulder as he carries me. "Good night, Quintin."

We decided on the arcade bar for our group Artist Date. Although maybe that's not the right thing to call it anymore, since it's definitely an actual date-date.

Quintin had wanted to go to the zoo, but it's so chilly out that we didn't know how many of the animals we'd actually be able to see. We promised him we'd try again in the spring when the animals are active, and I tried not to wonder if I'll still be here, in their lives.

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