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He laughed quietly, putting drinks onto the coffee table. “Are you okay, over there?”
“ Yes, of course. What do you want to watch?” I felt attached to the floor when he looked over at me. What he wanted was really clear. It wasn't to cuddle on the couch for a movie.
“ Do you really want to know?”
“ Do I?”
“ Come here,” he said, “if you want to find out.”
My eyebrow rose at the command and I stood taller. “ You should come here if-”
I grabbed the island's smooth edge when he stalked out of the living room. For a moment, I had forgotten how unpredictable sexual dominance was, and how much there was that I should keep hidden.
His eyes were dark when he got to the doorway, but he didn't come into the kitchen. “What did you say?”
“ Nothing I meant.” I was suddenly in front of him, staring at my wrists that were crossed on his chest, trying to think past the submission that clawed at me. “I want you. I don't know why I--”
“ You like a little aggression?”
All I could do was nod, yes, breathless from the way he pushed me back against the wall. His arms wrapped around mine to protect me as I braced for impact. I moaned and kissed him harder.
“ That's what I thought,” he said, making me stand taller, one of his legs moving between mine.
“ That's good?”
“ You tell me.”
Words were lost again when he smoothed his hand down over the outside of my thigh, then up along my inner leg. He stroked his thumb over the v of my dark purple thong. While he seemed surprised that the fabric moved aside so easily, there was no hesitation after I pushed my hips toward him. Quinn groaned quietly, realizing how wet I was for him. Two of his fingers thrust inside me as he rubbed my clit with his thumb. A bright flash of pleasure caught me off-guard. I moaned helplessly when he curled his fingers in hard against my g-spot again.
Dull pain spread through my wrists. I had slammed my arms back against the wall, looking for balance, something solid. My hands were flat as I admitted surrender behind my hips. He pushed my shoulders back, holding me still. It felt better when I didn't lean forward, I understood. Restlessness swept over me. I went from passively letting the pleasure find me to moving in ways that would make me come.
“ Please don't stop...” I gasped, the white-hot pressure quickly building in my lower body.
“ You clench down so hard. ” He thrust his fingers against my g-spot harder, my clit tight and hard under his thumb. “I promise I'm not going to stop.”
Satisfaction pulsed through the core of my body when I came. My legs were shaking by the time he brought my thong back to where it had been.
“ Come with me into the bedroom?”
I eased out of my dress and left it on the back of his couch. Quinn easily slipped out of his shirt. When we got into the bedroom, he laid back against the pillows and pulled me down on top of him. I knelt high on my knees as he removed his black, suit pants.
He paused, ripping a condom open. “It's not too soon for you?”
“ Not at all. I want you inside me again.” I looked down at his chest, then up at him through my eyelashes. His cock felt so hard, pressing into the hollow of my right hip.
“ I've been thinking about this all day... fuck , you feel good.”
My body tingled from the first orgasm, even more when his cock pushed deep inside me. He held his breath, the muscles in his chest and arms taut as he moved my hips.
"Arch your back higher," he said, his voice making things in my body tighten.
Quinn put his arm to my waist, thrusting hard while he held me still. His other hand wound in my hair. I felt his fingers slowly massaging the back of my head. The energy I felt from him was suddenly much darker... I saw the glint of sexual dominance in his eyes and knew what he was going to do.
“ That's really-” It was too late. He roughly pulled my head to the side and submission took me under.
“
He laughed quietly, putting drinks onto the coffee table. “Are you okay, over there?”
“ Yes, of course. What do you want to watch?” I felt attached to the floor when he looked over at me. What he wanted was really clear. It wasn't to cuddle on the couch for a movie.
“ Do you really want to know?”
“ Do I?”
“ Come here,” he said, “if you want to find out.”
My eyebrow rose at the command and I stood taller. “ You should come here if-”
I grabbed the island's smooth edge when he stalked out of the living room. For a moment, I had forgotten how unpredictable sexual dominance was, and how much there was that I should keep hidden.
His eyes were dark when he got to the doorway, but he didn't come into the kitchen. “What did you say?”
“ Nothing I meant.” I was suddenly in front of him, staring at my wrists that were crossed on his chest, trying to think past the submission that clawed at me. “I want you. I don't know why I--”
“ You like a little aggression?”
All I could do was nod, yes, breathless from the way he pushed me back against the wall. His arms wrapped around mine to protect me as I braced for impact. I moaned and kissed him harder.
“ That's what I thought,” he said, making me stand taller, one of his legs moving between mine.
“ That's good?”
“ You tell me.”
Words were lost again when he smoothed his hand down over the outside of my thigh, then up along my inner leg. He stroked his thumb over the v of my dark purple thong. While he seemed surprised that the fabric moved aside so easily, there was no hesitation after I pushed my hips toward him. Quinn groaned quietly, realizing how wet I was for him. Two of his fingers thrust inside me as he rubbed my clit with his thumb. A bright flash of pleasure caught me off-guard. I moaned helplessly when he curled his fingers in hard against my g-spot again.
Dull pain spread through my wrists. I had slammed my arms back against the wall, looking for balance, something solid. My hands were flat as I admitted surrender behind my hips. He pushed my shoulders back, holding me still. It felt better when I didn't lean forward, I understood. Restlessness swept over me. I went from passively letting the pleasure find me to moving in ways that would make me come.
“ Please don't stop...” I gasped, the white-hot pressure quickly building in my lower body.
“ You clench down so hard. ” He thrust his fingers against my g-spot harder, my clit tight and hard under his thumb. “I promise I'm not going to stop.”
Satisfaction pulsed through the core of my body when I came. My legs were shaking by the time he brought my thong back to where it had been.
“ Come with me into the bedroom?”
I eased out of my dress and left it on the back of his couch. Quinn easily slipped out of his shirt. When we got into the bedroom, he laid back against the pillows and pulled me down on top of him. I knelt high on my knees as he removed his black, suit pants.
He paused, ripping a condom open. “It's not too soon for you?”
“ Not at all. I want you inside me again.” I looked down at his chest, then up at him through my eyelashes. His cock felt so hard, pressing into the hollow of my right hip.
“ I've been thinking about this all day... fuck , you feel good.”
My body tingled from the first orgasm, even more when his cock pushed deep inside me. He held his breath, the muscles in his chest and arms taut as he moved my hips.
"Arch your back higher," he said, his voice making things in my body tighten.
Quinn put his arm to my waist, thrusting hard while he held me still. His other hand wound in my hair. I felt his fingers slowly massaging the back of my head. The energy I felt from him was suddenly much darker... I saw the glint of sexual dominance in his eyes and knew what he was going to do.
“ That's really-” It was too late. He roughly pulled my head to the side and submission took me under.
“
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