Page 124 of Seven Lost Summers
“Yeah… I did,” Quinn breathes, the words soft.
His fingers dig into her hips.
“Was it with two guys fucking you?”
Quinn’s head tips back, her lips parting. She shakes her head once, breath catching as she whispers, “No.”
“Holy fuck,” Nate grinds out. His forehead drops to her back, lips dragging over sweat-slick skin before he sucks hard enough to leave a mark, teeth sinking in to make her jolt in his hands. His fingers clamp on her hips, digging in like he’s holding back a goddamn earthquake inside himself.
Quinn rolls her hips, sliding down on my cock, and the sensation is fucking chaos. Wet. Tight. Heat wrapping around me so good it steals the breath from my lungs. A rough, broken groan tears from my chest, my whole body snapping tight under her as if it can’t take another second without giving in completely.
“Shit, Q…” Nate’s voice drops to something dark, laced with want. His mouth drags over her shoulder, his lips brushing her jaw as his breath shudders out hot against her skin. “You’re gonna fucking love this.”
Nate shifts behind her, and the brush of his fingers grazes near my cock as he drags through her slick, gathering every drop, slicking his length in her wetness. He moves up onto his knees, his palm sliding over her hip to steady her as he lines up, the thick head of his cock pressing to her tight ass.
“Deep breath, baby,” I murmur against her lips, kissing her, tasting her moan before it even leaves her throat.
Nate’s teeth scrape over her shoulder, his voice breaking low at her ear. “Good fucking girl.”
That’s when he pushes in. Slow. Careful. The first thick inch of him breaches her ass and she gasps, her entire body jolting against mine.
“Holy shit…” Nate’s groan rips through the air, cracked and filthy. “She’s so fucking tight.”
I thrust once—enough to make her moan—and Nate drives in deeper, the two of us moving together.
“Jesus Christ,” Nate hisses, his forehead dropping to her spine. “This is… fuck, Theo, do you feel her? She’s squeezing the life out of us.”
I crush my mouth to hers, swallowing the little sounds spilling out of her as our hips find a rhythm. It starts slow, careful, her body adjusting around us, before building deeper, harder, until every thrust drags a moan straight from her chest. The wet slap of skin on skin fills the room, the heat between us becomes fucking unbearable.
Nate shifts closer, his chest brushing her back as his hand slides around the front of her. His fingers wrap around her throat, not squeezing, holding her steady. Claiming her.
His mouth drops to her ear. “Take it, baby. Take both our cocks. You were made for this.”
Her gasp tears against my lips, and fuck, it runs down my spine. Her pussy clenches around me, while Nate groans behind her, his thrust syncing with mine until she’s nothing but soft, desperate sounds and trembling limbs caught between us.
When I pull back from the kiss, Nate’s hand moves from her neck and yanks me forward, dragging me down with his mouth as he kisses me. It’s tongues and heat and desperation.
That’s when her hands slide over us.
One reaching for me, one for Nate, pulling us both down until our mouths crash into hers at the same time. I almost fucking lose it right there, buried so deep inside her.
She pulls back, breath hot against my mouth, and before I can take in the loss, Nate’s lips are on mine and for a second, I forget to breathe. It’s hot. Wet. Raw. Our tongues meet and fuck, that’s it. Her tight little body taking our cocks while our mouths devour each other. Every thrust, every kiss, every fucking second is carved into my bones.
Her fingers fist tighter, nails scraping my scalp, tugging me back to her. She kisses me before I can even catch my breath. The three of us tangled together, lips colliding, tongues sliding, moans spilling into one another. Her mouth tastes of heat and pure fucking sin, and soon it’s Nate again, his lips crashing into mine, each kiss so raw it sets my whole body alight.
“Fuck…” Nate’s voice breaks into my mouth, the sound of it dragging through me, down my spine, settling right in my cock. His hips snap forward, driving into her ass, the movement forcing me deeper into her pussy at the same time. The shattered moan she makes is enough to make my whole body jolt.
My forehead presses to Nate’s for half a second, our breaths colliding, sweat dripping between us. His eyes are wild, and fuck, there’s no holding back now. We move together in perfect fucking sync, thrust for thrust, the wet slap of skin, the filthy mix of sounds filling the air.
“Holy shit…” I choke the words out.
Quinn’s nails dig into my shoulders, her back arching, her whole body trembling between us.
Nate groans low, his hand moving back to the front of her throat. “Fuck her… Theo… fuck her harder. Make her come all over us.”
I slam my hips forward, rough now, the kind of rhythm that ruins everything in its path. Nate matches me, his thrusts equally brutal, and she moans between us, her body jerking, caught in the storm we’ve built around her.
“Shit,” Nate says, voice strained, his jaw locked as his hips stutter. “I’m fucking close. I can’t… fuck…” His lips crash back onto mine mid-sentence, desperate, claiming, and that’s all it takes.
