She’s panting hard as I follow a wet trail to her entrance. I taste her, tease her and lathe her without mercy as I listen to her moans growing more and more desperate. She’s dripping as I push two fingers inside her, and when her pussy grips my fingers, my balls contract.
As I suck and lick and pump into her, my hips rock back and forth. My cock pulses against my zipper, but no matter how much I want to fuck her, I take my time devouring her.
“Reid!” Quinn cries out as her legs tremble.
“Are you close?”
Her lips roll together, and she nods. Her eyes stay on me, and the humming noises she makes vibrate down through her body. Her mouth falls open and her breath comes out in shallow moans. She’s about to unravel, but uncertainty flashes across her face when she notices my cheeks pinching. I’m smiling, and her next gasp is released as a cry of frustration as I take my mouth off her.
“We can come back to that later,” I promise, standing up.
I ignore her glare as I scrutinize the rest of her body. Pulling her dress off her shoulders, I let it pool at her feet, then undo her bra. I stop to stare at her naked body. Her breasts are beautifully rounded, and her hardened nipples a dark pink in the low light of the cabin. I take a nipple in my mouth while rolling the other between my finger and thumb. Quinn’s breath stutters and I think she might come from this alone.
I release her nipple with a pop. “Your tits are just begging for my touch.”
“My entire body wants you,” she groans.
“Your entire body is going to get me,” I growl as the need to be inside her takes over.
Grabbing the back of my t-shirt, I pull it over my head. I quickly unbuckle my belt and kick off my boots. My combat pants, socks and holster drop to the floor with a thud. Quinn is reaching for my boxers when I grab her hands.
“I thought I told you to keep your hands over your head? I haven’t finished my search yet.”
“But if I followed your orders, would I be able to do this?”
Quinn drops to her knees, and pulls down my boxers. My cock springs free and I groan as she grasps the base and turns her wrist. Beads of pre-cum glisten on mycrown, and Quinn locks eyes with me as she laps up my seed.
“Open wide, Viper,” I tell her. “I need to searchdeepinto your throat.”
Her tongue flattens and as she brings my cock to her mouth, I hold her head. Her lips seal around the tip and when her cheeks hollow, I have to stop myself from thrusting hard into her pretty mouth. I leave Quinn to take me, and she takes me deep. She cups my balls, squeezing gently while her tongue explores the underside of my cock, stoking the fire in my belly. I choke out a breath as she draws her lips back up my length.
She circles her tongue around my crown, once, twice, three fucking times before sealing her lips around me again. The heat at my core rises to explosive levels, and my grip on her head tightens. She goes down on me fast, taking me deeper still and I grunt like an animal.
Each time Quinn’s head bobs up and down my shaft, I lose a little more control until I’m thrusting forward with each plunge she makes. Saliva pools at the corners of her mouth, and her eyes water as she fights her gag reflex.
Pressure builds, and my thrusts speed up. Quinn’s movements speed up too.
“You take me so well, but I’m not going to come in your mouth,” I groan as I pull away. “I haven’t finished my search of all your pretty holes yet.”
Quinn’s gaze is steady as she licks my beaded tip one last time. I grit my teeth as I lose the warmth of her mouth, but the thought of what else I’d like to do to her keeps me warm.
“Stand up,” I say.
As soon as she’s on her feet, I spin Quinn around so her back is to my chest. My arm ropes around her waist.
“Are you still planning on coming quietly?”
Her laugh is breathy. “I hope not.”
I march Quinn over to the table that Jake and I have been using as a desk as well as a dining table. It’s full of discarded take-out boxes, cables and scraps of paper. I sweep them all away with my free arm and press Quinn over the wooden surface.
“Reid, this is cold!” she complains with a shudder.
I fold myself over her, my leaking cock hard against her spine. I slide a hand between her legs and seek out her heat. “No, baby. You’re a hot fucking mess.”
Quinn’s complaints turn to pleasure as I rub her clit. She bucks against me as I circle the bundle of nerves that has the rest of her body quivering. As I kiss her shoulders, she turns her head towards me. Her mouth wants my lips too, but I’m enjoying teasing her too much.
As I lift my body above hers, Quinn’s eyes narrow in suspicion, then widen as my fingers, dripping with her arousal, slide all the way to the crack of her ass and her tight, little hole.
