Page 59 of Waiting For You


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Fuck, this is going to end disastrously.

He fiddles with his phone and I see my screen light up, knowing those pictures will be sitting there, waiting for me to look at later.

“Grey,” Quinn says, his teeth gnawing on his bottom lip. Some of his hair has fallen out of his ponytail and slides against his cheek. I reach up and tuck it behind his ear and those eyelids of his flutter. “There are so many things I want to do to you. Things I’ve imagined. Will you let me? I have been so damn patient….”

I swallow as I put my hand on his lower back, pressing my palm against him. His skin jumps beneath me and I pull him closer, needing him near.

“Is that a yes?” he gasps as his thick cock drags against my thigh.

“Yeah,” I mutter.

His head drops forward, his lips lowering to mine.

“I’m going to fuck you with lube this time. I’m going to make it so good for you.”

He slants his head and licks into my mouth, long and slow and torturous. One of his hands is on my cheek, keeping me in place. Not that I’d run. I’m not moving. Not today.

“I want you to ride me,” he says, grinding his cock against my thigh. “I want to see you over me, feel your weight on me.”

I can imagine it, straddling him, sitting on his dick, taking him inside me over and over.

“Yeah,” I whisper, and he kisses me almost frantically like just the thought of it is driving him wild. And it affects me—I grow a little savage thinking about it.

Suddenly, Quinn rips his lips from mine and he moves into the other room, knocking into the wall on the way.

“Getting lube,” he tells me before reappearing almost instantaneously.

I glance down at the bottle in his hand and then meet his gaze.

“I have condoms too, if you want to use them…” he adds.

I glance down at my straining dick and then back at him. “We didn’t the other day.”

“I know. That was on me. But I’m negative. My panel is clear.”

I wet my lips, feeling my heart rate increase. “Same.”

Quinn groans loudly and then uncaps the lube. “So that’s a yes then, right? Because I’m good either way, Grey. I just want in you.”

I shouldn’t. This is so irresponsible, but I nod anyway, giving him my consent. I want him in me raw, want to feel his cum dripping out of me when he’s done using me. That was so hot last time. I’ve never let someone have me like that.

Quinn groans again and says, “Wanna watch you work yourself open for me. Show me how you fuck yourself.”

My skin flames at the thought of him watching me do this, but it’s not enough to deter me. I hold out two fingers to him, letting him squirt some gel onto them. He’s gazing at me intensely, those pretty eyes never leaving me as I press a knee against my chest. I reach my hand down, dragging it along my balls, and then spear myself with my fingers.

His hand grips on to his dick and he starts to pump it rapidly.

He likes this, watching me, and I like showing him what I can do, what I’m capable of.

I slide my two fingers in and out of my hole before adding a third.

“Fuck, look at you, Grey.Look at you,” he gasps, leaning down and sucking my dick into his mouth, like he’s so eager he can’t wait to have me.

I groan, fucking myself harder, needing him inside of me.

He grabs on to the hand that’s thrusting into my hole and he takes over, twisting it and pounding it into my ass, and the entire time, his mouth never leaves my dick. He’s sucking my brains right out of me. My free hand shoots up and clutches on to the wall behind me, using it to ground me.

But it’s not enough. I need his dick.

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