That night Quinn called when I was just about to f**k Dani for the second time. We were both panting and out of breath; she was sprawled across my chest, barely moving, but her scent still had me rock hard, and seconds were sounding and looking good.
"What's up?" I ran my hand over her ass, trying to dip low enough to get a finger inside her from this angle.
"We've got a problem, bro. Meet at Logan's in ten."
What the f**k? I looked at the phone and hung up. "Gotta make a run, babe, be right back." I sucked her tongue long and hard, gave the p***y a little finger action while she grabbed my d**k, and then hopped into the shower for a quick wash-up.
Everyone was there by the time I arrived. No one was bleeding, so whatever this was couldn't be too bad, I hope.
Quinn threw an envelope a
