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There was something in the way she looked at me. Something unrestrained inside her that she was desperately trying to reel in. It came out in the times she touched me.
Like then, as her hands wrapped around my thighs and her teeth scraped against my sensitive clit. She was inducing whatever it was inside her that she desperately didn’t want to see the light of day.
She was harsher than usual. Her hands were gripping me hard enough to leave bruises. Her movements were wild. Her goal obvious.
She wanted me to come, and fast.
“Quinn,” I breathed. “More please. I’m going crazy.”
She looked up at me, the bottom half of her face glistening with my wetness. Her mask was slightly askew, giving me a hint at the woman I saw when she was outside of this club.
“I shouldn’t want you like this,” she said, breathless. “I shouldn’t be tripping over my feet just to get a taste of you.”
She trailed her fingers up and down my folds until my hips were bucking against her. Only then did she push two of them inside me. She teasingly pumped them inside of me, her eyes never leaving mine as she slowly finger-fucked me.
The voices were getting louder now, and if they kept walking down the hallway, they would be privy to exactly what Quinn was doing to me.
“You think I haven’t done the same?” I asked, my voice raising an octave as she fit a third finger in me. I was so impossibly wet that her fingers slid through me with ease. “I risked everything to come here tonight.”
A smile spread across her face.Damn it, I shouldn’t have fucking said anything.
“Did you now, little one?” she asked with a light laugh. “Does it have something to do with that fancy job of yours?”
She pushed a fourth finger inside of me. The stretch caused my head to spin and my breath to catch. She curled her fingers inside of me, causing me to let out an embarrassingly loud moan.
When I didn’t answer, she leaned forward to nip at my thigh. I let out a yelp that quickly dissolved as her tongue lapped at my clit.
“I wonder what else you’re hiding?”
“Now that you’ve made me come a few times, you sure are full of yourself, huh?” I hissed.
Instead of punishing me for the remark, she sucked my clit into her mouth with a type of pulsating effect that shot bursts of pleasure through me. I was trying to pull back my orgasm, maybe as a type of punishment for her arrogance, but I couldn’t.
She pulled out her fingers before slamming them back into me harder than before. I gritted my teeth, trying to think of anything other than how good it felt, of how the voices had gotten progressively louder. I tried not to think of what they would stumble on. Tried not to think of how it would feel with their eyes running across my body.
I was mostly dressed, something that caused me to feel too covered. I wanted them to see more of me. Wanted them to see just how much I was enjoying what Quinn was doing to me. The evidence was dripping down my legs, but still I shoved my shirt up, bringing my fingers up to my aching nipples and pinching them.
Quinn let go of my clit only to rake it with her teeth again.
“I wonder how many more fingers this greedy pussy can take, hmm?” Her laugh was cruel, but it only made my reaction to her words to be that much stronger. “Do you feel that? Do you feel how your cunt is gripping me? How it’s sucking me in and begging for more?”
I opened my mouth to respond, but I found myself unable to reply, especially as she pushed her hand further into me. I could feel myself stretch as her knuckles brushed across my opening.
My back arched painfully. The stretch from her was beginning to be too much. We hadn’t even used lube, but with a few thrusts, it became less of a worry.
She was right. My pussy was greedily taking everything she was giving it. This hadn’t been the first time that I had been stretched like this, and definitely not the biggest I had taken. But it was still just as intoxicating as the other times, if not more so.
I was addicted to the way her eyes watched me. Addicted to how it felt to be fully consumed by her until I couldn’t breathe.
“God, you’re making such a mess,” she said, though her voice changed. It was no longer teasingly cruel, instead, it held something akin to wonder. “Is this all for me, Blake?”
“Always,” I breathed. I couldn’t hold it back. My orgasm hit me like a tidal wave. White hot pleasure coursed through me, causing my legs to shake and wetness to spurt from me. My pussy was convulsing around her fingers as she continued to fuck me, helping me ride out the waves.
I felt the stretch before I registered what was happening. I assumed it was because of my pussy clenching around her that it had felt so tight, but then she twisted her hands and—
“I knew you could do it, baby.” The sultriness of her voice caused my eyes to flutter open. I hadn’t realized I had closed them until she called to me.
I felt so full. So much so it was hard to breathe. And then, as she slowly moved, helping me get used to the feeling of her fist inside of me, I found the tension easing just slightly to be replaced with something else entirely.
