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I waste no time capturing her lips with mine. I breathe her in like she's my dying breath. She clenches my shirt. Dropping my hands lower I scoop her off the floor, and her legs wrap around my hips. Not breaking the connection, I press her back against the wall and hold her there. I pull back, leaning my forehead against hers. "Fuck, Sunshine. You don't know how long I've waited to taste your mouth." Her hands run through my hair snagging the hair tie in the process as she pulls it free. The way her nails drag across my scalp send tingles down my spine. Her hips rock; rubbing against my raging hard-on. I grin. My woman is feelin' bold. I like it. Leaning down, I run my lips across the sensitive flesh on her neck and kiss my way down over her shoulder. She grinds her hips again creating agonizing friction. The heat I feel from between her legs adding fuel to my fire. Instantly my lips are on hers. Grinding my hips against her, we make out in the dark hallway.

"Quinn," Emerson pants wanting more of me. Needing to give her want she wants, I drop her feet to the floor and run my palm under her shirt until my thumb caresses the underside of her breast. "You aching for more?" I ask her and tug on her earlobe with my teeth.

"Yes," she runs her small soft hands under my shirt splaying her fingers across my abs before roaming higher finding my nipple piercings. She bites her lower lip as she lightly tugs on one watching my reaction to the sensation it creates. I pull the strap of her bra over her shoulder and run my palm over her breast as her eyes never leave mine. Imagine my sweet surprise when I discover her pierced nipple and I tug on it. Her head leans against the wall as a moan of pleasure escapes her lips and my cock throbs with excitement. "Fuck. You're full of surprises aren't you, Sunshine?" I pull the hem of her shirt up, dip my head and take her taut pink nipple into my mouth causing a deep throaty moan to vibrate off the walls. Her body is tense. Tense in the way she needs a release, and I'm about to give it to her. I run my finger along the waist of her jeans and gauge her reaction as I unbutton them. Not once does she waver. Her look gives me the green light, and I go for it. I slip my hand down past her panties finding her swollen clit. "You're soaked," I kiss her and block her body with mine in case someone happens upon us. I move my hand further down, sliding my fingers through her slick folds then drag them up and start massaging her clit instantly finding her sweet spot. I build her up to the point her hips start to take over. "You ready to come for me, Sunshine?" I sink two fingers into her tight pussy and rub her clit with the heel of my palm.

"Oh god," her nails dig into my shoulders, and she buries her face in my chest to muffle her moans.

"Come for me, beautiful," I whisper across her ear. Her pussy clamps down on my fingers and continues to pulsate as she rides out her orgasm. Claiming her mouth again, I wait for her body to relax into mine before I'm unable to resist any longer. Wanting to taste her, I bring my fingers to my mouth, and suck them clean.

"Quinn," she says, her voice barely a whisper as she attempts to get her breathing under control.

I lean against the wall, my arm above her head. I can't stop staring at the beautiful woman in front of me. She has no idea how deep I've fallen for her. I brush the hair from her face with the back of my hand and tuck it behind her ear. "Yeah, babe?"

"Take me home."

Chapter Six

Emerson

I can't believe I'm going through with this. For one night I'm going to throw caution to the wind and give in to what I have been craving for the past couple of years. Riding on the back of Quinn's bike with my arms wrapped tightly around his waist and my palms pressed flat against his hard abs feels right. It feels like this is where I am supposed to be. Resting my chin on his shoulder, I close my eyes, breathe in his intoxicating scent and enjoy the moment. A shiver runs down my spine when he reaches back and runs his hand up my leg then grabs it pulling me flush against his back, and I can feel the heat of his skin through his clothes. Deciding to be bold I lean in, and brush my lips against the crook of Quinn's neck and my actions have him turning his eyes away from the road as he gives me a heated stare. It causes a familiar tingle between my legs; the same one I get every time he looks at me. When his eyes return to the road, he begins picking up speed, ignoring the red light he just ran. I'd be lying if I said I didn't get a thrill out of Quinn wanting me desperately enough he's willing to ignore the laws of the road.

Pulling up in front of my apartment neither one of us says a word as Quinn parks his bike and we climb off. Taking my hand in his, he leads me from the parking lot and up the stairs to my door. The whole time I feel as if my heart is about to beat out of my chest. "Keys," he says with a husky tone holding out his hand. Reaching into my pocket, I pull out my keys and place them in his palm. Still holding my hand, he unlocks my apartment door and leads me in. I don't get two steps inside before my door slams shut and my body is pressed against the wall as Quinn's mouth comes crashing down on mine. Grabbing my ass, he lifts me off the floor, and my legs wrap around his torso. His taste is electrifying. When his mouth is on mine, and his hands are on my body, I lose all senses. All that exists is us, and everything else around us fades away. "You feel it don't ya?" He asks breaking our connection.

"Yes. I feel it," I admit, my voice barely a whisper.

Sliding down Quinn's body, I let out a small moan when I feel his impressive erection, and he growls. Taking hold of his hand, I take the lead this time guiding us down the hallway to my bedroom. Once we are standing at the foot of my bed, I gently push against his chest urging him to sit. Allowing me to continue my lead which is something I never do, but thanks to liquid courage I don't hesitate, Quinn complies. I can tell by the set line in his jaw and his clenched fist he is fighting not to take over. With a smirk, I step back and decide to tease him a bit, see how long he can last before he takes what he wants. Grabbing the hem of my shirt, I slowly pull it off over my head exposing my sheer yellow bra that leaves nothing to the imagination. I smile when Quinn's eyes drop to my pert nipples that are visible through the shear material. "Fuck, Sunshine," he hisses. Moving forward I unbutton my jeans and slowly slide the zipper down. I then hook my thumbs into the waist and shimmy my hips while gliding them over my ass and down my legs revealing my matching yellow thong. It's in the exact moment I shed my jeans when Quinn's will power snaps and he can no longer hold back. In a flash, he is up off the bed taking one long stride to stand directly in front of me. Without a word, he begins to undress starting by toeing off his boots. Next, he removes his cut and lays it on top of the dresser directly behind me. Quinn then grabs the back of his t-shirt and pulls it off over his head. By this time my breaths are coming out in pants, and I become even more hyperaware that this thing between us is finally happening. My finger twitches at the need to touch him. As if knowing what I want, Quinn speaks, "Touch me, Sunshine. Take what you want."

Swallowing past the lump in my throat I lick my lips and do just that. I place my hands on his shoulder then bring them down over his chest and down along the hard ridge of his six-pack abs. By Quinn's labored breathing I can tell he too is as affected by this moment. "Ask me, Emerson," he demands. "Tell me what you want."

Without a second thought, I answer him, "I want you to take me."

"With fuckin' pleasure, Sunshine." Scooping me up in his arms, Quinn strides to the bed, then lays me down. I watch as he strips off his jeans and I gasp at the sight in front of me. Quinn has a frenum piercing—a barbell just above the head of his cock. I begin to rub my legs together imagining how it's going to feel inside me. "You like that don't you, Sunshine?" Quinn asks while stroking his dick. "You can't wait to see how it feels when I fill your tight pussy?" At the sight of him stroking his cock, I slide my hand into the front of my panties wanting to ease the ache I have between my legs. When my finger comes in contact with my swollen clit, I close my eyes and let out a groan. "Eyes on me," Quinn barks. "You keep those beautiful eyes on me while you play with your pussy." Our actions come together in perfect synchronized motion. Just as I feel myself about to fall over the edge, Quinn is on me tearing my hand away from my body.

"Your orgasm is mine."

As soon as those words leave his mouth, he rips my panties from me and latches his mouth onto my pussy, sucking my clit into his mouth giving me no choice but to scream out his name as my orgasm consumes my entire body. Quinn continues to lap up my essence until the last tremor has left my body leaving me completely sated.

Bringing his body flush against mine, I wrap my arms around his neck as he claims my mouth. His tongue coaxes mine to open, and when I do, I can taste myself on him. Breaking our kiss, he rests his forehead on mine, "tell me you're mine."

"I'm yours." As soon as the words leave my lips he fills me with one slow thrust. My nails dig into his back at the burning but exquisite sensation of being so full. I lift my hips seeking more of him. There is a hunger in me fueled only by Quinn. "More," I cry out.

"No," he says denying me what I ask for. "I'm going to take my time with you. I've waited too long for this to be over so fast. I'm going to fill this hungry pussy and I'm going to take all night doing it."

I have no doubt Quinn will make good on his promise. So, I decide not to fight it. I let him set the pace while I revel in the way he makes me feel. "I knew it would feel like this," he tells me angling his hips in a way that takes him deeper than he was before.

"Like what?"

"Like coming home," Quinn admits looking at me like I mean something to him—like I'm everything. His gaze is so intense I can't help but look away.

"Eyes," he demands again with sheer dominance. This time when I comply no more words are spoken. Quinn lets his body; his actions do the talking. Moments later, I feel another orgasm building and Quinn must feel it too because he bends his head down and takes my nipple in his mouth. I don't even remember the moment he rid me of my bra. As soon as he bites down on my piercing it sends a jolt of electricity straight to my clit and bright flashes of light fill my vision. "That's it, Sunshine. Come—come all over my cock and take me with you."

I do just that. On his command I come. I come harder than I ever have before. As I'm coming, Quinn scoops me up into his arms so that we are now chest to chest with my legs wrapped around his waist and his cock buried deep inside of me. We come together with his name on my lips and the words mine roar out of his.

Minutes pass, and neither of us makes a move. We stay in the position of Quinn holding me as my breathing settles and my body goes lax. There is a moment right before I fall asleep while we lie facing each other chest to chest that I feel our hearts beating together as one and I wonder can he feel it.

"I feel it, Sunshine," I hear Quinn say just before drifting off to sleep.

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