Chapter 28
Cassie
T alk about a one-eighty. One minute Quinn and I are gazing out over the magnificent view from his hot tub. The next, I’m just casually giving the guy a blow job and swallowing his cum down my throat like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
Holy hotness.
I swallowed. I can’t believe I actually swallowed. I’ve never swallowed before, but there was just something about the noises Quinn was making, and the way he was looking at me. Hungry and appreciatively, and the thought of doing anything else but swallowing just didn’t make sense.
Quinn tosses me down on the bed, and I can’t drag my eyes away from the sight of his glistening body crawling across the comforter to settle his face between my widespread legs, kissing me softly from the inside of my knee all the way up to my inner thigh.
“Let me make you feel good,” he whispers.
When I look into his eyes I get completely lost in them. He’s staring at me with a level of need that I never knew I was proficient enough to produce in a man. It makes me want to surrender to the intensity of his gaze, and it makes me want to remember that look in Quinn’s eyes for all of eternity.
“Think I can make you come if I suck right here?” His lips press softly against my clit, and without conscience thought, my pelvis grinds up against his mouth. With two fingers, he spreads me even wider. “You have no fucking idea how stunning you look right now, Cassie.” Warm hands move all over me, exploring the curve of my hips, up around my waist and his rough fingers on my exposed, damp skin sends goose bumps trailing across my entire body.
The gentle scratch of his beard on my bare flesh makes my back arch like there’s a direct line between his mouth and my pussy, and…oh god. Yes.
When he drags his tongue along my slit, I feel it everywhere . All the blood in my body pulses double time under his heated gaze, and my hips rock forward. My eyes close and my head falls back against the pillow.
“Tell me you’re wet for me,” he mumbles, flicking short, tight strokes over my sensitive nub. “Tell me I make you wet. Me. Only me.”
“I’m so wet for you Quinn.”
“I want to feel how wet you are.”
I expect his fingers to slide down to where I want them. I spread my legs a little further, an invitation. But he doesn’t take me up on the offer. He plants one last kiss against my clit, then grips my hips and rolls me over. “All fours, baby. I want to taste your sweet pussy from behind. Bring that perfect ass toward me.”
Oh. Wow.
My bottom slams into his groin when he rises up on his knees and jerks me closer. He lifts my thighs with rough hands, opening me up to him, and then he sinks down on the mattress and starts eating me out like a man possessed.
“Oh god,” I cry out, because it feels so good.
I rock myself against his mouth, and once Quinn is satisfied he’s got me right where he wants me, one hand drops away from my bottom to caresses the back of my thigh, spreading me even wider as he alternates between fingering my slick hole, and strumming my clit like one of his guitar strings.
Mind blowing, earth shattering.
“Mine,” he growls.
I nod, too breathless to speak. I have to bite down on his pillow to stop myself from screaming out his name with the instant pleasure it causes me. My body begs for release, to come in a mindless rush of sensations. It’s like every nerve in my entire body has just been ignited, and I feel my pussy clench tightly around his fingers.
“Soon, baby,” he breathes against me, making me shiver. My knees tremble with the effort of holding my own weight. “Just let me play around a little first. You have no idea what seeing you like this does for me.”
I don’t say anything back because I’ve forgotten how to talk. The feeling is too intense. All I can do is lose myself in the warmth of his mouth on my body. All I register is him . How good he feels, how much my mind and my body yearns for him, how desperately my heart throbs for him.
“You’re so fucking soft,” he mumbles, pressing hungry kisses up a little higher. He dips one finger into my wet hole and spreads my juices up between my ass cheeks around my puckered flesh which makes me arch up quickly. I gasp, my body tensing from the unexpected intrusion.
“I just want to feel you, baby. Nothing more. Don’t panic. You have no idea what your ass does for me.”
I relax slightly against his touch, allowing him to explore my body in ways no one has ever explored my body before. He keeps kissing me and stroking my clit with his tongue while gently pushing the tip of his finger inside my tight star.
Oh god.
Unexpected pleasure spirals out of me until I see nothing but red behind my tightly closed eyes and I can feel blood rushing throughout my entire body, intersecting and crashing at the junction of my thighs. Pressure builds low in my belly, and a million little sparkly lights blind me as my orgasm detonates, completely shattering me.
A minute later, Quinn’s covered with a condom and guiding his erection to my opening. I’m so wet that he slides in effortlessly with his first thrust. “Put your hands on the headboard and then bend lower,” he demands. “Open that gorgeous pussy up for me.”
I immediately do as he asks, because why the hell not, and also he’s trailing red-hot kisses down the side of my throat, across my shoulders, and then his lips reach the top of my spine. “Tell me what you need from me.”
“I need you to fuck me, hard. ”
“That’s very specific.” He chuckles, his fingers tight at me hips, holding me in place. “But if that’s what you want, baby, that’s what you’re going to get.”
He pounds into me so hard I swear I have to grab the sheets with clenched fingers just to steady myself.
“Oh, yes,” I breathe roughly, pushing back to meet each and every thrust. I can feel his soft pubic hair against my backside every time he pulls out of me, before driving himself back in again.
“So good,” he pants softly.
His cock eases in and out of me with sure strokes, steady and rhythmic and it feels like every muscle in his body is coiled tight, screaming for a release that’s just beyond his reach.
“Don’t want this to end,” he growls.
He suddenly yanks me up so my back is flush against his damp chest, and he fills his palms with my breasts, holding onto me for balance as he gives me a couple of long, hard upward thrusts.
“I’m close, baby. Real close.”
One hand skins down over my stomach, nestling his fingers between my legs where he strokes my clit, and apparently, that’s game over.
Quinn thrusts inside me once more with a deep animalistic grunt, and I meet him with another mind-blowing orgasm.
Stars. Fireworks. Rainbows.
Fucking unicorns.
I see them all.