Watching her start to kiss me back, I unbutton her little red shorts and slip a hand in, sliding a finger inside of her.
She jolts, arching her back and gripping my arms. “Oh, God,” she moans. “Not here. What are you doing?”
I slip in a second one, pumping them in and out as I look down into her big eyes. Fingers soaked, I swirl them over her clit.
“Getting you out of my system,” I nearly choke out. “You want to get me out of yours?”
Her eyes narrow in anger, and she bares her teeth.
And she nods.
“Fuck…” I growl, gathering her in my arms and twisting her around to pin her against the shower wall. Thin strips of light peek through the wood panels on all three sides, and I kick my leg behind me, slamming the door shut. A few birds chirp as they flap their wings overhead, and the showerhead above her splashes water between us.
I massage her tongue with mine as I pull her tank top down her arms, baring her breasts, and push her shorts and panties down her legs and off her feet.
Gazing down into her face, I rub soft circles over her clit, feeling her bend her knee to open up for me a little.
Pushing two fingers inside of her again, I almost shiver at the tight heat. She’s tighter than my fucking hand.Jesus.
She whimpers, twisting her head away, and I growl in her ear, “I don’t want to stop, and you don’t want me to.”
Crooking my fingers again and again, I coax her gently, making her eyes roll and her lids flutter.
Taking her hand, I guide it to her pussy, watching her fingers take over. Backing up just a foot, I feast on the scene in front of me—Quinn with her top at her waist and the straps down her arms, one hand opening her and the other playing. Her breasts shake with her breathing, wet hair hanging in her eyes. She performs, never taking her eyes from mine.
My cock swells, pumping with blood, and I almost don’t give a shit that I don’t have protection.
Jutting my hand under one of the dispensers, I pump conditioner into my palm as I unfasten my jeans. Her eyes go wide, watching me pull out my shaft and stroke the length, my fist slow and tight around it. “I don’t have a condom again,” I tell her.
But I’m fucking coming on her stomach. I’ll damn well be her first everything, if not her only.
Leaning my arm on the wall behind her, I pump my cock, thirsty for her taste, and my teeth aching for a bite of her. Her supple breasts look like heaven, and my lips hum with the need to feel them. My memory is clear on how soft she is. Of how I want to run my mouth over every inch, leaving nothing unexplored.
But I hold off, the torture creating this longing that feels like I’m starving more every second. How long can I go before I ravage her?
She watches me stroke, the conditioner making my cock glisten, and she starts to whimper as her hand flicks faster. Her clit rocks back and forth with her fingers.
Her breathing stutters as her chest rises, and I dart my gaze to hers, watching her come, but…
She jerks her hand away. “I want you inside me now.” She pulls me into her arms, pressing her body to mine. “Hurry, I’m about to come,” she pants.
The skin of my cock stretches like a rubber band, and I feel the cum sweating from my tip.
Fuck, yes.
Burying my mouth in her neck, I back her into the wall and wrap her leg around my waist. Holding her eyes, I thrust, sliding inside of her so easily. She’s so wet, and so am I, and in a moment I’m sheathed in fire.
I shudder, groaning. “Ah, fuck…” God, I’m about to spill right now.
“Quinn…” With my mouth hovering over hers, we stare at each other as I roll my hips fast and hard, sending her sliding up and down the wall. I don’t want her to lose it. I want her to come more than once, and if I go slow, I’m definitely going to come too soon.
But as we chase her orgasm, a hard thud lands on the other side of the wall. We freeze.
“Madoc, no,” a woman says, her voice something between a whimper and a whisper.
I stop, Quinn and I searching each other’s eyes for what to do. What the fuck? Is that…?
“The boys are out,” we hear Madoc say directly behind Quinn’s head, “and A.J.’s at Jasmine’s for a sleepover.”
