Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Jagger
I t’s been a week since I met my Quinn. I’m not sure how I lived without her before and I know I don’t want to anymore. Another thing I know is that I love her. So tonight I’m taking her home to meet my parents. She says she’s nervous, I told her not to be. My parents are going to love her, my siblings already do. And my sisters have never liked anyone I’ve dated. So this is a really good sign.
“Are you okay?” I ask Quinn.
“I’m really nervous to meet your parents. What if they don’t like me?” Her voice is trembling as she speaks.
Taking her hands in mine, I pull her towards me and kiss her.
“Baby, they’re going to love you, don’t you worry.”
“I’ve never met parents before. Seriously, what if they hate me?”
I shake my head no at her. “They will love you. You know how I know?”
Quinn looks up at me with her gorgeous eyes.
“How?”
“Because I love you.”
“Y-you love me?” Quinn asks, her voice trembling.
I wrap my arms around her as tight as I can.
“I love you, Quinn. I love you with every breath I take and every beat of my heart. I. Love. You.”
Her body is shaking as she starts sobbing. That’s the last thing I want is to make my girl cry.
“Please don’t cry,” I whisper.
“I’ve never had someone to love me. Besides my family.” She sniffles. “I wanted to tell you I loved you, but I was so afraid of scaring you off. ”
Fuck me. How could someone be with my angel and not love her? Fuck all of them. I’ll make sure I spend the rest of my days showing her how important she is to me. And how much I love her.
“You could never scare me off. I don’t care what you do or say, I’ll never leave you. I don’t know if I can explain why I feel so strongly so fast about you. I just do. I feel it in my soul, you were made for me.”
“And you were made for me, Jagger.”
I lean down and take her lips with mine. I love the feel of her lips on mine. She moans that soft moan and I deepen the kiss.
“I want to make love to you. But if you’re not ready, I will wait as long as you need,” I whisper to her as I run my hands down her back.
Quinn looks into my eyes and slowly rubs her hand down my stomach and over my cock. If I wasn’t already hard? I would be now.
“Are you sure?” I moan.
“I’m sure,” she says as she slowly drops to her knees and pops the buttons on my jeans.
I can’t help the gasp that comes out when she wraps her hands around my cock. Quinn looks up at me as she licks my cock from base to tip, then wraps her luscious lips around the head of it. Fuck me.
After a few minutes, I pull her up and get her undressed. I gently lay her on my bed as I kiss her, then make my way down her body. This woman is flawless. I nibble on her inner thigh and she starts giggling.
“That tickles.” She laughs.
Noted. My angel is ticklish. I trail my kisses slowly to her core, then I take her clit into my mouth. She gasps as I flick my tongue over it. I slowly slide a finger into her, then another.
“Fuck you’re so wet, baby,” I growl.
“I need to feel you in me.” She moans.
I suck on her clit until she grabs my hair and tries to pull me up. I chuckle and make my way back up her body.
“Do you want me to use a condom? I’ve always used protection, but with you? I don’t want to. But I will if that’s what you want,” I say to her as I look into her eyes.
“I trust you, Jagger,” she answers as she guides my cock into her.
I push in slowly, savoring the feeling of her pussy squeezing my cock.
“Fuck, you’re so damn tight.” I moan as I start to move.
I move slowly and watch Quinn’s face. I want to make sure I know what she likes the most. Suddenly she grabs my ass, so I move faster.
“Oh god, yes, Jagger,” she cries out.
I reposition myself so I can get deeper as I thrust into her. I reach between us and circle her clit with my finger.
“I’m gonna come soon, but I need you to come first,” I say as I kiss her.
As I move faster, I feel her start to squeeze my cock even more.
“That’s it, baby, come for me,” I growl as I follow her over the edge.
I push into her as deep as I can go, and feel her bite down on my shoulder as I empty myself inside her. I hold her tight as we both catch our breath and come down from our high.
“Holy fuck, that was incredible,” I say as I’m still trying to slow my heart down.
“I love you, Jagger.” She sighs and smiles.
Quinlan
Jagger makes me feel like I can do nothing wrong. And that’s a feeling I’m not used to. After making love with him? I don’t ever want to lose him. We lie together, holding each other for a while. When Jagger finally gets up, he goes to the bathroom and comes back with a warm washcloth. He takes his time cleaning me. I’ve never had anyone cuddle with me after sex. The few men I’ve had a relationship with immediately went to sleep after we were done.
“I can do that…” I start to say.
“Let me take care of you, Quinn. I need you to know how much I love you. How much I want to take care of you,” he tells me as he finishes and heads back to the bathroom. He comes back out and cuddles with me again.
“What time are we supposed to be at your parents’ house?”
Jagger looks over at my clock. “We have an hour or so, they live fifteen minutes away. Do you want to join me in the shower?”
That smile he gives me would make me say yes to anything he asks. We spend the hour that we have in the shower, luckily the water is still warm when we’re done.
I get more nervous as we get closer to his parents’ house. The house that he pulls up to can’t be called a house. It’s a fucking mansion. It has a wrought-iron gate surrounding the property. And the house? Mansion? It’s spectacular, it has four stories and looks like it’s the length of a football field.
“Holy shit. This is where you grew up?” I ask softly.
Jagger chuckles. “It is. And it looks big and fancy from the outside, but the inside is really homey. My parents made sure that we were always allowed to run around and play. No matter what room we were in.”
“I love that. I was imagining a home where you had to watch what you touched and where you stepped.”
Jagger laughs. “I can see how you’d think that. But no, my parents always made sure that we lived as normally as possible. My mom always took us wherever we needed to go. And when my dad was home? He was at every school function and every gig we played.”
“That is awesome. My parents are very involved too.”
I haven’t told Jagger about how I was found or that I was adopted. It’s not like I’m hiding it from him, it’s just a part of me that makes me feel unwanted. He always finds a way to make me feel wanted. And I definitely don’t want him to feel sorry for me.