Beautiful didn’t even begin to cover it. Rex closed his eyes to block out the sight of her spread wide around him. He was about one second away from losing it. Seeing her skin pink with passion, her ass, so firm and round, her sweet pussy wrapped around his cock…well, none of that was going to help the situation any.

“You okay?” Beau asked Quinn in a low voice.

“I’m good. Great, actually. Now we just have to take care of the two of you.” Rex opened his eyes as Quinn offered them both a trembling smile.

“I could’ve come just watching you,” Beau said.

Rex tried to ignore the pain that lanced through him at their exchange. Beau had as much right to be here as he did. Still, that didn’t mean he had to like it. And it didn’t mean he had to play fair either.

He flexed his hips, pushing deeper into the molten heat of Quinn’s pussy. It had been ten years since the last time he’d been inside a woman without a layer between them and it almost undid him. That it was Quinn made it a thousand times sweeter. He definitely had to back off if he wanted to last. She gasped as he pulled out.

“This night is about you, and we’re not done yet. Flip onto your back.”

She did, and he licked his lips as her still-puckered nipples came into view.

Beau stood and moved to the head of the bed and Quinn tipped her face toward him. He slid his hands into her hair and guided her over his cock. Beau hissed and Rex bit back a curse.

He wanted to be everywhere at once. Wanted those full lips working over his own cock, taking him deep, sucking and licking until he exploded in a hot rush, jetting cum into the back of her throat. Inside her, sliding in and out. Mouth covering her, sucking her clit.

He climbed onto the bed and settled between her thighs. “I’m going to lick your pussy until you scream,” he promised, then set his mouth to her. She bucked underneath him as he tongued her with firm strokes. She was so sweet, like a juicy peach straight from the tree. He slid two fingers into her tight heat and sucked her swollen clit into his mouth. He nudged upward, searching for her G-spot, and she froze under him, muscles taut.

There it was.

He tapped lightly, then harder as he ravaged her with his mouth. The column of her sex tightened around him. She was close.

Beau’s groans grew louder in the background. Clearly as she got more excited, she took it out on Beau’s cock. He blocked out the masculine cries and focused only on Quinn’s pleasure. He crooked his index finger in a brutal rhythm now, and she had begun to whimper, her legs trembling as she strained toward release. He drew the firm nub into his mouth hard once more and worked it with the tip of his tongue as he pressed deep inside her.

Then she fell apart. Her hips snapped and she pushed herself against his face. She pulled away from Beau, her muffled cries becoming screams as she came hard. Her pussy sucked at his fingers and he wanted to back away and bury himself in her so he could feel that very thing on his engorged cock.

Beau stood over her, entranced. She still gripped his cock and he laid his hand over hers, guiding her in long, fluid strokes, watching intently as her body shuddered.

“Shit, I gotta—” Beau broke off and veered to the right, working his cock fast then spurting his cum onto her stomach with a shout.

Quinn still twitched under Rex’s mouth and he lapped at her, savoring the taste of her as her body slowed.

“Be right back,” Beau said.

Rex didn’t respond but his pulse hammered at those words. Alone. At least for a minute or two. He pulled away from Quinn, grabbed his t-shirt off the floor and gently wiped her stomach. She opened one eye and grinned at him. “Fine job, sir.”

He forced a tight smile in return. “Thank you, ma’am. But we’re not quite done.”

He grabbed hold of her ankles and pulled her to the bottom of the bed. Spreading her legs wide, he gazed down at the swollen lips of her pussy, so pink and wet, and he shuddered. He ran a hand over his cock and worked it up and down, unable to look away from her.

“I want you inside me again.”

He bit his cheek and prayed for strength as he pressed himself against her slit then pushed forward.

“Can you feel how much I want you, love?” he ground out, barely able to speak. He pulled back and then slid in again, filling her completely. She groaned and bounced her hips, encouraging him to do it again, and any semblance of control flew out the window.

He hammered into her, driving his cock deeper with every thrust. He closed his eyes as his cock swelled to bursting, a dull ache riding his balls. Quinn reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him to her, capturing his mouth. Her tongue slipped between his lips and she swallowed his shout as his body convulsed, hot cum spurting from his cock. She stiffened and clamped over him, her pussy milking him dry as she came again.

He pressed soft kisses to her face and neck as they drifted back to reality, bodies trembling. He pulled away, sliding his dick from the heaven of her body, then climbed into the bed next to her.

She snuggled close to him, tucking her head into the cradle of his shoulder. Her soft breasts pressed against his chest, her sleek thigh draped over his. The moment felt so unbelievably right, it was as if he’d found his place in the world after drifting for so long. He’d finally gotten his woman.

Now how the fuck was he supposed to let her go?