“You smell so fucking good. God, Quinn, I’m about to come in my pants. Don’t tell me to stop. Let me eat your pussy, baby.”
Just hearing his words has me desperate. The ache between my thighs throbs, needing release, and I say fuck it.
Tangling my hands in his hair, his rough, calloused hands grip my thighs, his lips kissing and sucking, his teeth biting. He groans, the vibration moving through both of us.
“Relax, Quinn,” he murmurs against my skin, the feeling sending a spike of electricity through my body. “I wanna taste you for days. Remember that my tongue made you come.”
“Holy shit,” I moan as he pulls my panties to the side, exposing myself to him.
A groan of appreciation falls from his lips when he sees me, his fingers playing with the wetness between my legs.
“Mmmm, so fucking wet and messy,” he croons as his tongue flicks over my clit, sending my hips up off the counter.
Reaching up, he places his hand on my stomach, holding me in place, a finger sliding inside me as his tongue continues to lick.
Faster and harder, he pumps his finger inside me, hooking it and hitting a spot I never knew existed, a moan falling from my lips, loud and reckless.
Adding another finger, filling me, stretching me, his mouth sucks and bites at my clit, and my hips move against his mouth. Each movement brings me closer and closer, my focus only on him and his mouth and what he’s doing to me.
I can feel my orgasm building, like nothing I’ve ever felt before, and I call out his name, my hands tangled in his hair, pulling it, desperate and feral.
“Be a good girl and come for me, Quinn,” he purrs, blowing on me, making me want him even more. I need to come, my body out of control. I give myself over to him.
My pussy clenches around his fingers, and I squeeze my eyes shut, shamelessly chasing my release, not giving a shit that everyone in this house can probably hear us right now. All I can think about is coming on Kai’s face.
He strokes me harder and faster, devouring my pussy, the sound of wetness and moans filling the space, erotic and sexual.
My thighs begin to shake, my stomach tightening under his palm, and with each ragged breath I draw in, I exhale a moan. With one hard suck of my clit, I fall apart, soaking his face.
“Kai!” I call out, bracketing his head with my thighs, squeezing him as I come hard, and he never stops. His tongue relentless, riding out my orgasm until I’m weak and exhausted, too sensitive for touch.
I can’t even believe that just happened, and not only did it happen for the first time in my life, it was unreal, and perfect, and so fucking good.
Best. Orgasm. Of. My. Life.
Looking up at me, his face wet with my release, dirty and erotic and so fucking hot, he moves up my body, pulling his fingers from me.
Swiping the back of his palm over his mouth, he leans in to kiss me, the taste of me still on him, and I moan as his tongue dances with mine.
“So fucking sweet,” he murmurs. “Now let’s get the fuck outta here.”
“Can we really just leave?” Quinn asks. “Everyone’s?—”.
“We can do whatever we want to, babe,” I murmur, brushing my lips against hers, not even close to being done with her. “It’s your?—”
My words are interrupted by the collective voices of our friends shouting, “We’re leaving, bye!”
I laugh, shaking my head when Eli adds, “Also leaving, so you know, house is yours!”
“Oh my god,” Quinn mutters, her head falling onto my shoulder. “They heard us, didn’t they? That’s why they’re all leaving.”
“Who cares why they’re all leaving?” I tell her. “Maybe it’s because it’s late and they want to go home.” She lifts her head, giving me a look that says she doesn’t believe a word I’m saying. “Do you want to go home?” I ask her.
She shakes her head. “No.”
I kiss her again, my thumb brushing against her cheek. “Did you like me eating you out like that?”
She blushes, and I smile. “I did,” she confirms, her gaze dropping briefly to my mouth. “No guy has...”
