Page 101 of The Truths We Seek

Moving back to my chair, Quinn kneels at my feet as she takes my balls into her hand and my cock in her mouth.

Behind her, Hunter and Rory add more lube to her pussy and, like they've practiced this a million times, take turns fucking her.

Her mouth is basically a tight vessel for my cock. I'm the one controlling her movements because, with everything happening, she's completely lost in the sensations of it all.

"You like this, Kitten? Getting your pussy and ass pounded by the three of us? Me using your mouth like a good little whore? Huh? You want to swallow up their cocks, beautiful? Take them both?" I'm just rambling at this point, getting her wetter and wetter, enough so that she can take them both at once.

I know the exact moment they both enter her because her entire body goes still. She's barely breathing, my cock stuffed inside her mouth, her hand clutching my balls with a finger pressing against my taint.

Fuck me, I'm going to lose it before any of them.

Once she's adjusted, she relaxes again, her mouth more pliant, her finger rubbing my sensitive skin to the point that I doubt my abilities to hold back.

"Make her come, Rory. Fucking now!"

Rory reaches up with both hands and wraps his fingers around her throat as Hunter circles her waist until he finds her clit.

My cock is deep, so deep I know I'm in her throat as she coughs and gags around it while Rory takes her ability to breathe away long enough to bring panic into her beautiful eyes.

She looks up at me, love and appreciation swimming in her irises as I mouth, "I love you" to her.

She loses it.

Just as her body begins to convulse, Rory lets go of her throat and they both begin pounding her pussy like it's the fucking promised land while I make her swallow my entire length.

I think we all come at the same time. The wet, slapping sounds of their bodies and the gurgled gagging coming from Quinn as she swallows my cum all happen at the exact same moment.

It feels like we come for an eternity. Rory and Hunter's heads are both thrown back in ecstasy while mine is resting against the chair, looking down at my little kitten as she laps me up like I'm her favorite milk.

When the guys pull out, Quinn relaxes, her mouth sliding up my spent cock and her lips placing a chaste kiss on the slit where another drop of cum beads just for her.

The greedy tip of her tongue takes it into her mouth before she climbs up my body and curls into a little ball on my lap.

"Happy birthday, Kitten. It's going to be hard to top this next year."

* * *

I wake up, back stiff, and realize I’m still on the floor of my office, wrapped in Quinn and blankets.

Well shit. I am way too old for this.

Rory and Hunter are MIA, so I’m guessing they woke up and were sensible enough to find an actual bed.

Holding in my groan as I extract my arm from under Quinn, I push myself to sit up, rubbing a hand down my face. It’s fucking freezing in here. The fire must have died overnight and these blankets are not enough to stay warm.

Watching the blonde beauty sleeping is enough to distract me from the cold and pain, but when her eyes flicker open, she stretches, winces, then shivers and I call time on my personal little peep show.

“Come on, Sleeping Beauty, let’s go shower, warm up, loosen up and then I have another surprise for you.”

She blinks at me, yawning as she stretches again, her face scrunching up as she does. “We’re too old for sleeping on the floor.”

I laugh at her parroting my earlier thoughts. “Unfortunately, we are, so let’s scratch camping off of any bucket lists. I think real beds are necessary.”

Her laughter is enough to push the thoughts of cold and aches away as I stand, offering her a hand as I do. She grabs the blankets, throwing one at me before wrapping one around her shoulders. “Real beds and hot showers. Now come on, I happen to know your shower is way better than mine.”

She winks at me before high tailing it from my office, so I grab my clothes from the floor and chase behind her, my blood pumping at the thrill of watching her run from me, even if it is all just a tease. I let her keep ahead, watching her ass bounce where the blanket doesn’t quite drop low enough is more than a good enough reason to lose this race.

She dips into my room and I follow behind, closing the door behind me as I hear her turn on the shower in my bathroom.

---