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I froze.
The more time I spent with Harley, the more I grew accustomed to casual intimacy. Harley was a tactile guy. He liked to touch me, all the time. Whether we were fucking or just hanging out on the sofa.
Having spent most of my childhood and adolescence on my own while Dad traveled, too much physical affection made me feel uncomfortable, but I’d grown to enjoy Harley’s particular brand of touchy-feely possessiveness.
Quinn had been very careful not to cross any boundaries in all the time I’d known him. Until very recently, I’d assumed he wasn’t attracted to me. Last night had blown that assumption out of the water.
The way he’d held me close on the dance floor, treating me like the succulent filling in a hot boy sandwich, told me he wanted more than friendship; he wanted me. Almost as much as I wanted him.
But going from that to this was a big leap.
“We shouldn’t…” I tried to say, but my traitorous body had other ideas. The feel of his hard and very naked cock pressing against my ass pushed all rational thoughts from my head.
I wanted to look. To touch. Was his cock pierced? And if so, how many piercings were there? I needed to know.
His lips teased the wet skin of my neck as the water continued to cascade down over our heads. The hand resting on my belly slid south and I shivered with anticipation. I probably should have been fighting this. After all, Harley was in the next room, asleep. He might get upset if I had sex with Quinn.
Maybe.
Although, if I was being completely honest, I doubted it. But I had to at least make it clear I cared about Harley’s feelings. I wasn’t some cheating slut ready to spread her legs for any guy.
“Harley will—”
“Harley is completely on board with this,” Quinn said, his voice banishing any lingering doubts I may have had. “If he wakes up in time, he can join us, but I’d rather have you all to myself.”
Irritation crept up my gut. “Don’t I have a say in this?” I snapped, somewhat petulantly.
Quinn’s long and very talented fingers slid between my thighs, dipping into the moisture that pooled there, moisture that definitely wasn’t water.
Any other reservations I might have had were lost in a burst of pleasure when he found my clit. Amazing. At least two guys knew how to find my clit. Womankind wasn’t doomed after all.
“No.”
Well, that told me. Not that I was in any fit state to move. This guy knew how to play my body like a Stradivarius fucking violin.
In no time at all, I was a writhing mess, ready to give him my first-born child if only he released me from this torment. Just as I was about to come, he pulled his fingers away, and I growled with frustration.
I spun around, but before I could hurl a stream of invective in his smirking face, he lifted me up, his hands supporting my weight, and sank his dick into me. Oh sweet baby Jesus. The whole ‘no condom’ thing should have freaked me the fuck out, but I was too high on the blissful feelings invoked by his gloriously pierced dick. I’d not had the joy of inspecting it up close, which was something I needed to correct very soon, but I could definitely feel something cool and metallic rubbing against a sensitive spot deep inside.
Was this the g-spot I’d read about in Cosmo?
Whatever, it felt fucking amazing.
“Ohhhh… I’m going to…” My orgasm hit me hard. My whole body convulsed, clamping down hard on Quinn’s cock. He groaned in my ear and abruptly pulled out as pleasure swept through me. I felt him spurt hot streams of cum all over my stomach.
Slowly, I fell back down to earth, aftershocks fluttering through my core, a delicious reminder of one of the best orgasms I’d ever had.
“Well fuck, why didn’t you wake me?”
I looked up blearily to see Harley leaning against the vanity unit, naked, of course, his cock already semi-hard.
“Maybe so I could enjoy Stella without you cock blocking me?” Quinn sniped. He stepped back and allowed the water to wash all the cum away. I took the opportunity to ogle his pierced dick, which was still hard. From what I could tell, he had a Prince Albert and a second bar on the underside of his shaft.
I gulped. That must have hurt like hell.
“It was a little uncomfortable, but not too painful,” he told me, reading my mind.
“Well… um… it felt… err… great!” Ugh, this was awkward. Then I remembered we hadn’t used a condom and I got mad.
