Page 105 of Wretched Lies


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She doesn’t touch my cock, but just having her hand so close has my balls contracting. And still I hesitate. “I don’t want to put your body through unnecessary stress.”

“Unnecessary?” she repeats, arching an eyebrow as she drags my boxers down to my ankles using her feet so I can kick them off. “Reid, baby, I think you’ll find that fucking me hard is absolutely necessary.”

“You should be careful what you wish for,” I warn, leaning to one side and tugging down Quinn’s sleep shorts.

I’m not as adept at undressing Quinn with my oversized feet, but I think I prefer my way as I disappear beneath the covers. I move down her body and pull her shorts free from her ankles, then trace my fingers slowly up her inner thighs. My thumbs stroke the creases at the top of her legs, but when she bucks her hips in anticipation of my touch, I don’t meet her demands.

I pepper kisses up one thigh, and across her pelvis. Her fingers tangle in my hair, and she tries admirably to guide my mouth to her, but all I allow is the soft touch of my breath on her pussy. She groans as I continue to kiss down her other thigh.

I pull the covers off so I can watch her writhing. “Are you ready to scream yet?”

“Scream with frustration,” she says as I kneel up.

When I tug my t-shirt over my head, Quinn does the same with her camisole, and I take a moment to feast on her body with my eyes. Her breasts are fuller, her nipples darker and maybe there’s a swell to her stomach that isn’t just my imagination, but the glistening arousal between her legs is very real.

I swipe my hand slowly along the length of her, coating my fingers. “Is all this for me, Viper?”

Her hips lift off the bed, urging me to touch her again. “Yes.”

“Thank you,” I say with a truly wicked grin as I wrap my fist around my shaft and spread her juices up and down the length of my cock. I pay particular attention to the crown, using my thumb to mix her arousal with mine.

“Reid, this isn’t fair,” she complains, her hand snaking between her legs.

I drop forward, grabbing her wrist and putting it over her head. “Not yet.”

Pushing my knee against her center, I let her grind against me as I kiss her neck, suck beneath her ear, then pepper more kisses across her jaw. When I reach her mouth, I thrust my tongue between her open lips, over and over.

Quinn shudders. “Don’t you want to fuck me now?”

My cock pulses in answer, but I want her swollen with need before I bury my cock inside her.

“You’re nearly there,” I promise, taking my kisses lower.

I draw my tongue beneath her chin, her neck, across her clavicle, then I suck and nip the soft flesh of each breast. Her nipples are hard peaks, but I resist taking one in my mouth. I lick and I blow, then do the same to the other. Quinn grinds harder against my knee.

“Iamthere,” she pants. “I’m so fucking there. Please. I need you right this second.”

I groan in reply, and my hand goes to my leaking cock. “And I’m right there with you,” I admit as I glide my tip along the length of her pussy. I circle her swollen clit and her body jerks. “Is your pussy clenching, baby? Are you going to be too tight to let me in?”

She wraps her legs around me. “Reid, so help me god, if I am, you’d better force your way in.”

I seat myself at her entrance and nudge my cock forward, but that’s all I give her. As I make small movements, in and out, I grit my teeth to suppress the urge to plow deeper. Quinn tilts her hips to take more of me, but I pull away. Her eyes blaze at the realization I’m still teasing her.

“Reid!”

As I rest on my elbows, she’s practically feral. “OK, baby,” I whisper. “Get ready to scream.”

I punch forward, and as expected, Quinn’s pussy is tight and swollen, but she’s so wet that I glide into her, burying myself to the hilt. I let out a grunt as I roll my hips, rubbing against her clit and making her pussy walls contract around my cock.

“Damn, you fit me so perfectly,” I say, leaning in to kiss her.

Quinn’s arms are over her head, gripping the pillow behind her. Her eyes are closed as I pull out then drive intoher again. She murmurs my name, lost to the heat building between us as I pick up my pace.

“Eyes on me, Viper.”

Her eyes open. “Whatever you’re doing, keep doing it. This feels… It’s… Don’t you dare stop.”

My hands slip beneath her shoulder blades and I pull down on her shoulders as I slam into her. The pressure that coils around my core and tightens my balls is demanding release, and I fuck her harder, and deeper. My legs tremble, and so do hers.