by Suzanne Rock
“Think of it,” Declan said as he stroked Quinn from root to tip. “Think of yourself driving deep into Hannah. Touching her, filling her with pleasure.”
Quinn glanced down to his lap. Declan’s grip tightened. Quinn moaned as he saw the purple head of his cock bead with moisture.
“You think of it, too,” he said. “She’ll open to you just as much as she will with me.” Quinn slid his hand underneath Declan’s swimsuit and grabbed his lover’s erection. Declan closed his eyes and groaned as Quinn began to stroke him with smooth, firm strokes.
Quinn pictured the three of them together, their bodies entwined on the sand. “It would be like that scene in ‘From Here to Eternity.’”
Declan smiled and opened his eyes. “It would be better, because it would be the three of us.” He leaned forward and swept his tongue inside Quinn’s mouth. Quinn shivered as Declan’s taste burst on his tongue. Never before had Quinn felt so turned on. If just thinking about Hannah did this to his body, then what would happen when he got to touch her?
Quinn shifted on the bed and tightened his grip on his lover’s cock. Declan groaned and broke the kiss. “Fuck Quinn, I’m not going to last until the beach party.”
“Me neither.” They stared at each other and for a brief, wild moment, nothing moved. The only sound came from their heavy, erratic breathing. The air was thick and heavy, and sweat beaded on Declan’s brow. Quinn ran his thumb over the tip of Declan’s erection, collecting the moisture forming there.
“Aw shit.” Declan let go of Quinn’s cock. “A quick one to ease the tension.”
Quinn nodded his agreement. Declan pressed his palms against the sides of Quinn’s head and gave him a fierce, hot kiss. There was nothing gentle or affectionate about it, and Quinn was glad. The pressure inside his cock was growing and he needed release as much as Declan did.
Declan kept the kiss going as he rose up onto his knees. Quinn let go of his lover’s erection and fumbled with the elastic of Declan’s swim trunks.
Declan plunged his tongue inside Quinn’s mouth again and again as he eased off the bed. Desire grew like a vine, twisting and weaving through Quinn’s body and leaving him weak.
Declan grabbed Quinn’s arms and jerked him up into a standing position. The movement forced Quinn to let go of his hold on Declan’s swim trunks, but he didn’t mind. Quinn tilted his head, offering up everything he had to his lover.
Declan snaked his arms around Quinn’s body, slid his hands under Quinn’s swim trunks and grabbed his ass. Quinn groaned as Declan pulled him closer. Their bodies were touching now, and Quinn felt the wide expanse of Declan’s chest press up against his.
The world was spinning, and Quinn reached for his roommate’s clothes. He didn’t want anything between them, not even the thin piece of swimwear…
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Books in the Carnal Coeds Series:
Two Are Better Than One
And One Makes Three
Rule of Three
Biography
A lifetime New Englander, Suzanne married her college sweetheart and has been with him for over twenty years. Every summer she drags her husband and two daughters to Maine on a quest for the perfect lobster dinner. Every fall she can be found down in Foxboro, Massachusetts cheering on her favorite football team. In between those trips, she’s a chauffer, a maid, a chef, an event planner, a hairdresser, a wardrobe stylist, a tutor and a sometimes masseuse. To keep her sanity, she often drinks copious amounts of coffee and stares at the blank screen of her laptop, dreaming of great adventures. Sometimes she even writes them down for others to enjoy.
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Table of Contents
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Excerpt from Two Are Better Than One
Biography