Free Lipstick 'n Lead by Em Petrova

swooped in and opened his mouth over the rivulet.
    Shock tore through Quint even as he registered Bella and Carter’s groan of excitement.
    My buddy just tasted my come.
    Fucking hell, he’d never for a minute imagined such a thing turning him on, but he couldn’t help it. His cock hardened to full mast again.
    While Carter kissed her, Quint’s eyes hooded. Her mouth held traces of Quint’s come. And Carter was taking her with big, gulping, openmouthed kisses.
    Quint’s stunned mind grew quiet for a long minute as Carter ran his tongue over the corner of her lips where that bead of come had traveled. Maybe…
    A vision of getting on his knees and sucking Carter’s thick cock was a firework bursting in Quint’s mind. She’d bewitched them.
    He pumped his cock through his fist once more, pulling another thick drop from the tip.
    Bella stilled, her sparkling gray eyes glazed with passion. “Take him, Carter. You like the way he tastes.”
    “Fucking hell,” Quint moaned. His ab muscles leaped as Carter opened his mouth over the tip of Quint’s cock.
    The burning hot feel of a man’s mouth on him raised a full-body shudder in him. He pushed deep into his mouth, and Bella’s lips tipped at the corners with a soft smile.
    She liked this. Hell, things were going fast here, and Quint couldn’t keep up with all of it. He watched his friend suck his cock like a fucking pro.
    Bella stroked her nipples, teasing the tips into hard peaks. Carter released him with a flash of his eyes that Quint didn’t quite understand.
    But he rolled with it. Carter got up and tossed his condom. Then together, they stretched out with Bella and each took a breast. She arched, a constant quiver running through her. Like a low hum of electricity. Quint sucked her nipple into his mouth, flicking the tip with his tongue.
    His balls felt heavy with the need to blow. Between the two mouths that had been wrapped around him, he was ready for more.
    Bella wrapped her fingers around his wrist and guided his hand downward. He expected her to draw his hand to her bare pussy, but a rigid cock bumped his knuckles. He lifted his head and looked into her eyes. Yeah, she held the reins—for now.
    She wanted him to stroke his best friend. Carter lapped a circle around her nipple with his tongue, and Quint took Bella’s lead.
    He closed his fist around Carter’s shaft.
    His friend stiffened. Something passed between them, dark and animalistic. They shared so much—why not this? He rolled his cock through his fingers, pulling a groan from Carter.
    Bella shifted to see better. Damn, the way she zeroed in on what he was doing—the total absorption on her features—it was a fucking turn-on like no other.
    He stroked his fingers low over Carter’s balls. He pushed upward, thigh muscles straining. Quint knew just how to please a cock, and he wasn’t going to give Bella anything but the best.
    He lunged over her body and took Carter in his mouth.
    The initial surprise returned. Then Carter made a noise, half growl, half breathlessness, and Quint knew what to do. He worked him in and out of his mouth with sure pulls. Bella quaked as he palmed her pussy.
    She cried out, and he spent the next few mindless minutes tormenting two lovers at once. Need built inside him, and soon he was aching for his own release. But not yet.
    He trapped Bella’s clit under the heel of his hand and licked Carter’s shaft. Hands covered his nape, his shoulders. Carter pulling him down, Bella caressing. When she started to release long, throaty moans, Carter stopped him.
    “You’re fucking great at that. But she’s ready for us again.”
    Quint pushed to his knees and located a condom packet near the foot of the bed. With one long stroke he rolled it over his thickened cock.
    Bella’s eyes burned up at him. “I want one in my ass, one in my pussy.” Her demand was the hottest fucking thing he’d ever heard in his life. A whip of heat curled around his balls and shot through