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And with the hunger I saw in his eyes as his hands went for the small swatch of silky fabric that was covering me, I knew better than to fight something like what he had planned.
The material slid down my thighs, calves, off my ankles, just a split second before his hands pressed into my inner thighs, spreading them wide on the bed, and his body lowered.
His tongue slid up my slick cleft. A tremble passed through my whole body as his lips closed around my clit, sucking hard, making me sure I was going to come right then and there, before pulling back, allowing his tongue to trace across the sensitive point, driving me upward quickly.
My fingers curled into the rough cotton sheets as my hips bucked up slightly into his mouth, as his fingers left my thigh and moved between, pressing against my pussy for a long moment before sliding inside, thrusting lazily, offering the friction I needed more than I needed my next breath.
“No,” I whined, slamming my hand down on the back of his neck when he pulled away, trying to hold him where I needed him, begging for an end to the torment.
“Shh,” he said, moving to press up, hands sliding down to the waistbands of his pants and boxer briefs, taking all my objections away at the idea of getting to see him gloriously naked, to feel his body pressed to mine, sliding into mine.
He moved off the side of the bed, snagging his wallet out of his pants before discarding them, reaching inside for a condom as my eyes raked over him, taking in every hard line of muscle, the straining, hard presence of his cock, promising fulfillment.
His hand moved down, stroking himself once before making short work of protecting us, then sitting off the side of the bed, reaching out for my hip, “Come here,” he demanded softly, helping me up, pulling me until I was straddling him once again. “Take me in,” he demanded, fingers sliding down my back, digging into my ass slightly, pulling my body upward so I could shift forward, and let his cock slide down my cleft until I felt it pressing against the entrance to my body.
My eyes went to his face, finding his deep gaze already on mine, penetrating, seeming to see into all the corners of me.
On a shaky exhale, my hips shifted down, his hardness pressing forward, sliding inside me. My lips parted on a whimper as I lowered down slowly, feeling each thick inch stretch me, claim me as his in a way that somehow felt new, like something I had never experienced before.
“Fuck, babe,” he growled as I took him fully, stopping to take a breath, let the moment sink in. “Ride me,” he demanded, fingers crushing into my ass, his body tense, as in need for release as I was.
And with that, my body seemed to remember how much it needed this, lifting, moving, riding him slowly at first, then faster, my hands planting on his shoulders to hold on.
My sighs became whimpers that switched to moans. His breathing went ragged, his body getting tighter. A muscle ticked in his jaw as I felt my walls start to tighten.
“Come, Aven,” he demanded, using my ass to guide me, taking him harder and faster as the orgasm started to crest, just a coiled spring where our bodies met for a long moment before I lifted up, then took him deeply again when the tension burst, sending the waves through my system, almost alarming with their intensity, making me cry out his name, falling forward, burying my face in his neck as he thrust up into me, dragging it out, milking it for all it was worth before feeling my body’s complete surrender, and finding his own release. My name was like prayer on his lips, a sound more holy than anything I had ever heard before.
His arms left my ass, curling around me, holding me to his chest as I struggled to find my breath, to come fully back down into my body.
The dampness on my skin cooled in the air, making a shiver course through me, and Quin’s arms to squeeze me, before releasing, moving me off of him. I felt the loss of his body like a pang as he settled me down on the bed, and pulled the blankets up to cover me.
“Be right back,” he said, disappearing into the bathroom for a moment as I curled up to my side slightly, taking a deep breath, realizing what had just happened.
I had slept with him.
And, oddly, in the aftermath, it felt a hell of a lot like goodbye.
My case was over.
I was safe to go back to my life.
And that meant that I had no reason to be staying here anymore, seeing Quin.
