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“Looking forward to it,” I said before a yawn overtook me once again. I made a mental note to get some blood work done. I wasn’t normally this tired. Maybe I was iron deficient?
Chapter 114
Stella
Sand was an absolute bitch. It got everywhere. Like everywhere. Even after a long and luxurious shower, I could still feel tiny grains in my hair. Ugh. Still, it wasn’t the worst problem to have. Two days into our beach vacation and we were all feeling a lot more chill. Brax was sleeping better and I was enjoying long, lazy lie-ins and relaxed evenings on the deck with beers and good food.
Dad was coming to stay in two weeks. He was busy setting up a fishing business in Montana, where he owned a decrepit old farmhouse next to a lake full of perch and trout.
The property was the only one not seized after his arrest. Mostly because it wasn’t worth anything. The house was falling to bits but Dad was learning new skills and last time I visited, he’d already replaced the roof and had the place watertight.
Harley had loaned him the money to do all the repairs and once the house was finished, Dad planned to open it up for fishing enthusiasts to come and stay, enjoy the scenery, and fish to their heart’s content. It was a beautiful place, and I had no doubt once word got out, people would come.
Everything was perfect. I was happy. The boys were happy, mostly, and life was good. I was still tired, but I figured it was the after-effects of all the stress of the last few months, plus exams thrown in for good measure. A few more days of rest and I’d be fine.
I dropped my damp towel on the floor and rooted around for a clean bikini.
“Don’t bother, Angel,” Quinn purred in my ear. “I much prefer you naked.”
“I’ve literally just showered and now you’re going to dirty me up again!”
He cupped my heavy breasts, and I stifled a moan. I could feel the hard ridge of his cock through his shorts pressing against my ass. “You better not be sandy. My vag doesn’t need exfoliating.”
“No sand, I rinsed off in the outside shower.”
“Me too,” announced Harley as he stepped through the sliding door, his golden hair curling over the nape of his neck.
“Where’s Brax?” I asked.
“Here.”
“Are we having a party and nobody told me?”
“Depends on your definition of party,” Harley laughed, shucking off his shorts. He was already hard. I squeezed my thighs together as he stalked toward me, his cock bobbing against his hard abs.
Quinn’s hands squeezed my breasts and I moaned softly, all thoughts of an afternoon nap gone. This was the first time we’d all been together. It was either me, Harley, and Quinn, or when he was back, me and Brax. Was Brax OK with this? I looked across the room, seeking him out, anxiety flaring inside. He’d never been comfortable sharing and I didn’t want to ruin things now everything between us was so good.
“Are you OK?” I asked as Harley bent to take one of my pebbled nipples in his mouth. It was hard to think but I forced myself to focus on Brax. He smiled at me as he palmed his hard dick.
“Sweetheart, I’m fine. Trust me.”
“It’s OK if you don’t want to…join us. I’d…understand.”
“I’m not walking away,” he smirked. “When these two idiots are done, it’s my turn. I figure it won’t take long.”
“Fuck you,” muttered Harley. “My staying power is legendary.”
“Really?” scoffed Quinn. “You came in like two minutes last night.”
“That was Stella’s fault. She did this thing with her tongue and fuck me, it was amazing.” He dropped to his knees and parted my thighs. I was already dripping wet, my thighs slick with arousal. I could feel the tension coiling inside me, ready to explode.
Harley opened me up and thrust his tongue inside me, lapping at me like a hungry cat. The combination of his tongue and Quinn’s hands on my breasts was all it took to push me over the edge.
“Fuck I need to get inside you,” Quinn cursed. He pushed me back on the bed and parted my thighs, sliding in without resistance. I turned my head and took Harley’s weeping cock in my mouth. He groaned with approval.
I knew Brax was watching. The thought of him stroking his cock as his friends pleasured me turned me on even more. Quinn fucked me slowly, the cool metal piercing through the crown of his cock rubbing me inside with delicious accuracy.
“Harder,” I moaned.
