Page 11 of Reckless Impulse


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“Eli… Shit, I'm going to—Aaah.”

Quinn is gasping for air in between moaning incoherent sentences as she comes on my face. I take hold of her hips to steady her shaking body, licking her through her release and tasting everything she has to give me. Once her mind returns, she slides down my torso and kisses me. This isn’t justsomekiss; this is a mind-altering one. One that should in no way be taking place between friends. Even knowing this, my fingers still tangle into her hair, and I devour her lips with as much enthusiasm as I did her pussy.

She groans into my mouth and the desire to be buried deep inside my best friend—as fucked as that may sound—is overwhelming.

I flip our positions, so she is now the one lying on her back, and press my hard length in between her thighs. She slowly grinds her wetness along me, her body practically begging for me.

“E… I need you inside of me,” she whimpers, her eyes hazy with arousal as she looks up at me.

Such a greedy girl.

Crawling over her, I reach inside my nightstand, grab a condom, and return to my position. With the condom in my hand, I look into her deep green eyes.

“Are you sure? There’s no coming back from this. I can't lose you.”

“I don’t think I’ve ever been more sure of anything in my life. I trust you, E. I promise this won’t change us,” Quinn says, leaning up to gently kiss my lips.

That’s all the confirmation I need. I tear into the foil packet and sheath my throbbing cock, squeezing its head in order to calm me the fuck down. Otherwise, this will be over way too quickly.

I tease her writhing body with slow strokes along her dripping-wet center, loving how desperate she’s growing for more.

“Please stop torturing me…” she pleads, wrapping her legs around my waist.

Gripping the base of my cock, I line myself up and slowly press into her. Her body relaxes under me as I slide all the way inside, matching moans leaving our chests at the feel of one another. I pause for a moment to allow her to adjust to me.

Fucking heaven.

“If you don’t start moving, I think I might literally die,” she groans, her nails digging into my shoulders.

I can't stop the chuckle that bubbles out. Leave it to Quinn to disrupt the moment. But I'm thankful for it, returning my mind to the reason why we’re doing this. Quinn wanted her first time to be something memorable, something she won't regret.

With my new take on the situation, I pull out slightly and thrust back inside. Cocking my hips in just the right way, I make sure to stroke her sensitive spot with every movement.

“Fuck, you feel so good.”

Within a few moments, I'm pounding into her, holding on to her thighs as her body quivers under my touch. Her hips match each and every one of my thrusts, our pants and moans filling the surrounding air. There was no stopping this pull we have toward each other. It’s reckless and impulsive, and I love every fucking bit of it.

“Oh, please… don’t stop,” she begs, and I feel her pussy tightening around me.

I drag my fingers down her sexy-as-fuck body, admiring every single one of her curves. My thumb settles on her clit and rubs small circles, as my other runs along her long leg that’s now perched on my shoulder. Gripping her ankle, I bring it to my mouth and press a lingering kiss there as I feel her clenching around my length.

“That’s it, Queenie, come for me,” I command, pushing into her with strong fluid strokes. Her body arches off the bed as her moans get louder. I can feel how close she is.

“Yes, yes…”

I'm flooded with wetness when my girl gushes as her orgasm rips through her body. Something I’ve never experienced before, and I can’t stop myself from coming immediately after.

I collapse on top of her, trying desperately not to dwell on the fact that I just had the best sex of my life with my best friend.

“Holy shit,” we both say, almost in unison.

Once I feel like my legs can function again, I roll off her, dispose of the condom, and grab a washcloth to clean up. Returning to the bed and lying beside a nearly catatonic Quinn, I wipe her off as best I can, but I’ll definitely have to change my sheets. They're soaked.

Trailing my fingers over her sweat-slicked skin, she begins to squirm.

“Don’t you dare fucking tickle me right now,” she growls. Something I’d normally love to torture her with, but not right now. Right now, I want to savor the incredibly sated feeling that’s settled deep into my soul.

“That was incredible,” I say, before leaning over and kissing her lips. “Did you know you could do that?”

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