Page 88 of Open To Negotiation

I did as he said, it was already leaking from the tip. Without waiting for more instructions, I leaned forward and licked him. The moment I touched him he jerked, his hands moving to grab my hair.

“Fuck, Quinn.” The sound of his moans empowered me as I licked him, watching more precum leak from him.

I grabbed him with both hands and started to take his cock between my lips, avoiding my teeth as I moved him in me. I tested out the depth, taking him in deeper every time. I moved my hands to his ass to get better control.

I’d never enjoyed this before, but I could feel myself getting wetter by the second. The taste of him overtaking me.

I swirled my tongue before pushing him all the way in, gagging slightly as he hit the back of my throat. “Breathe through your nose, you can take me.” I did, hollowing out my cheeks so I could take him all.

When I looked up at him, he was watching me with lust, longing, and love. That had me humming around him. That set him off as he used my hair to thrust at the pace he wanted which was fine by me because I couldn’t get enough.

“Yes, Quinn, choke on me.”

I was almost positive that if I touched my clit, I would come right now.

Before I knew what was going on, he used the grip on my hair to pull me off him completely, making me look up at him. “Did I do something wrong?” I asked in confusion.

He was panting hard as he moved his hands to my biceps and he pulled me off my knees.

“No, Love, you did so fucking good, and whoever made you doubt that you’re fucking perfect makes me want to pummel their face in.” He leaned in, kissing me as our tongues swirled and so did our tastes. “I’ll finish in your pretty mouth another time. I need to be inside you.”

We began kissing again, getting more frenzied, his arms coming around me as the back of his legs hit the edge of the bed. He broke away from my lips, moving to kiss my neck as his scruff tickled against me, his rumble of satisfaction vibrating through me. I placed my hands on his shoulders and gave him a shove, he went willingly, sitting on the bed.

I took a moment to appreciate him. His dark hair messy from having my hands in it, my favorite unruly curl sitting on his forehead. His scruff was always thicker by this point of the day. The tattoos covering his arms led to his chiselled chest, his cock fully at attention.

I moved back up to his blue-grey eyes, they looked at me with complete adoration. If I didn’t already love him, that look might have just done it.

“I want to ride you.” The second the words left my mouth, his eyes darkened. “Please.” My voice sounded as desperate as I felt.

“Since you asked so nicely.” He pushed himself back, lying down on the bed. “I’m all yours, Quinn. Do what you want to me.”

I bit my lip as I crawled over him, shocked he was giving me control. Once I was on my knees above him, I took his cock as he let out a hiss. I notched his tip against my entrance, glancing up at him.

He smirked at me. “As much as I love your eyes on me, I want you to watch how well you take me.”

I flushed at his words and then pushed myself down on his cock, both of us letting out a moan as I watched him enter me. It was so erotic watching his cock disappear inside me. “I feel so full, stuffed with your cock like this.” I’d never been so confident with someone in bed before. But he never questioned what I wanted so I didn’t hesitate to ask for it.

Having someone love you like this, it was incredible.

“Those words coming out of your mouth.” I looked up to see him shaking his head in wonder. “You’re so perfect. Feel perfect. Now ride me, Love.”

I put my hands on his chest as I started to move, testing out the feeling at this angle. His hands moved up to my boobs, teasing my nipples, only adding to the sensations.

“It feels so good.” I hummed as I started to move faster, moving him in and out of me.

His eyes moved between us, watching where we were connected. “Fuck,” he dragged out. “I love watching you on top of me, seeing those tits bounce.”

At this angle, every time I moved it felt like he was hitting my G-spot, without anything between us I could feel every vein and ridge on this cock. “I’m not going to last long.” He tweaked my nipples again as I kept moving, picking up the speed, my breath coming in fast. “Theo!” I screamed out his name as I felt the pressure building in my spine.

“Come for me, Quinn.”

I threw my head back as my orgasm hit me, hard. He grabbed hold of my hips and helped me move so I could ride it out. The second my inner walls stopped contracting, Theo rolled us over so I was on my back and he was above me.

He kissed me, his tongue tangling with mine, not even giving me a chance to catch my breath. I could feel the hard ridge of his cock near my sensitive clit. He ended the deep kiss, pressing one soft kiss to my lips followed by another.

“You make me lose my mind.”

I smiled up at him, whispering a confession in the space between us. “I’ve never felt like this with anyone else. This loved. This connected.”