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“Our man loves how you taste, baby,” Quinn mutters. “Isn’t he generous for giving you pleasure when you haven’t earned it yet?”

I rest my head against the back of the couch and groan when Beck suctions my crown and Quinn pumps me faster.

“So generous—fuck!” He sucks me hard, and I’m about to come from these actions alone, but Beck and Quinn pull away before I can, leaving me panting.

Quinn tsks. “Bad boy. Did we tell you to come?”

“No.” I shake my head. “Fuck.”

Their dark purrs of laughter are a promise of what’s to come for me, and my cock jerks with need for them to finish what they started.

“Get over Quinn’s lap,” Beck demands, getting off the couch.

Quinn pats her thighs, and I don’t hesitate, lying over her and folding my hands under my head. She pulls down my pants, and my muscles clench in anticipation. They both still when they fully take me in.

Quinn spreads my ass cheeks, but Beck is the one who speaks first. “Looks like someone was hoping to get fucked tonight.”

He presses on the plug, wiggling it.

“So desperate for us,” Quinn says, massaging my ass while Beck plays with the plug. “But such a good boy, getting ready to take our cocks.”

“It’s like he knew what we were going to do.” Beck pulls the plug out just a bit before pushing it back in, and I gasp.

When the sensation fades, what they said finally registers in my hormone-addled brain, and the muscles of my ass contract.

“Now he’s getting it.” Beck drags his blunt nails over where my ass meets my thighs then back to the plug before tapping on it twice.

We’ve been talking about Quinn fucking me with a strap-on for a while, and I’m one-hundred-percent on board. But I didn’t know she’d bought one. The idea that her and Beck probably spent time together picking it out has me moaning and my cock swelling to the point of pain.

“Do you want that, Noah?” Beck plays with the plug again. “You want us both to fuck your ass together?”

My muscles coil, and I look over my shoulder at him. “Both of you at the same time?”

He arches a brow. “Are you up for the challenge?”

Quinn’s nails lightly drag over my ass and up, lifting my shirt as she goes so she can reach the skin of my back.

Beck and I have fucked Quinn together more times than I can count at this point, but even in my horniest dreams, I didn’t think about them fucking me together.

But now that he’s put the image in my mind…

“Fuck, yes.”

Quinn trails her fingers back down until she spreads my cheeks again. “This hole is going to look so good stretched around both of us.”

I wiggle on her lap, needing more than just their teasing words and touches. She releases me and slaps my ass without warning, the sting enough to make me grit my teeth.

“None of that,” she chides. “Stay still like the good boy I know you can be, or you won’t get our cocks.”

She smacks my other cheek, and I hold still as best I can, mumbling unintelligible words as Beck pulls the plug halfway out and shoves it back in.

“I think our slut is ready for his punishment now,” Quinn says, pulling her hands away to rest one on my upper thigh and one between my shoulder blades.

“Please,” I moan. “I want it. I want all of it.”

“He was a good boy stretching himself out for us,” Beck muses as he strokes the skin of my ass. “And he is asking nicely now.”

“Let’s see how he does with ten,” Quinn says.