Page 51 of Don't Hate Me


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Quinn

There was no taking it back now.

There was a reason I had waited so long on the sidelines. A reason why I had wanted to turn down this job for the first time in my career.

And it all came to this.

I was going to fuck her, and the little experience I had would be no match for hers.

Her flushed face was inches from mine. Her breathing was heavy. And her eyes… god, they were so expressive. She wasn’t lying.

She watched my face for a moment before leaning back with a smirk.

“And to think you had me so flustered,” she joked.

She tangled her hand in my hair and pushed my mouth toward her pierced nipple. I brought it into my mouth and started teasing it with my tongue. She let out a light groan.

“I like this,” she whispered. “My nipples are sensitive.”

I pulled away, a line of spit following me. I gripped her thigh and spread her legs further. The hair between her legs was short, giving me a perfect view of her puffy pussy. She was dripping onto the comforter already. The sight made my mouth water.

“And here?” I asked, trailing my hand up her thigh. “How do you like it here?”

I trailed my fingers down her folds, brushing against her clit before teasing her entrance.

“Fuck,” she whispered under her breath.

“Too much?” I asked, looking back up at her.

Her hand was covering her mouth, as if hiding her embarrassment. She shook her head. “I don’t know why, but this is driving me even crazier than if you just fucked me.”

I watched her face as I sank two fingers into her. Her mouth opened, but no sound came out.

“Here is also sensitive,” I said, using my other hand to rub slow circles on her clit. The piercing gave me pause at first, but when she didn’t say anything I took it as a good sign. “Am I doing good?”

She shook her head, her face flaming. I clicked my tongue.

“Come on, Blake,” I teased, pumping my fingers in and out of her. The squelch of her wetness filled the air and caused my own cunt to clench. “Tell me how good I’m doing.”

I put more pressure on her clit, but didn’t up the pace just yet. Her expression was intoxicating, and she started making this light mewling sound that made my head spin.

“So good,” she moaned. Her hips jerked against my hands. I could tell she was trying to keep herself still, letting me take my time to explore her body, but it was getting harder for her to control herself.

“My clit,” she gasped out. “Faster,please.”

“Begging me now?” I asked with a chuckle but obliged her anyway.How could I not when she cried out for me like that?I had killed more than I could count. Held the lives of men between my fingertips. But never had I felt more powerful than when Blake was beggingmeto bring her pleasure.

Power that I could easily get drunk off of.

She didn’t answer me and just moaned against me. I leaned forward and took her nipple into my mouth, sucking it hard. She cried out, her pussy clenching my fingers.

“More,” she panted against me. “Add a—fuck—add another finger.”

I pushed another one in with ease. She was sopping wet. So ready forme.The knowledge made me impossibly feral for her.

“Faster.”

“No,” I said around her nipple before biting down on it lightly. “I want this to last.”

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