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I strain against his grip. “Yeah, but—”
His warning glare cuts me off, but then his eyes soften, and he strokes my legs, guiding me into a gentle movement. “Humor me, and I’ll give you what you want,” he promises.
I’m willing to obey, but I’ve already decided to get to what I want as soon as possible, which means edging him right back.
I ride him slowly and steadily — a simmer, so I don’t bring myself to boiling too soon — and run my hands over my belly, because he’s fucking entranced by it. Something about knowing he gave it to me, I think.
I let my fingers do what he likes doing with his, and then I trail them upward, to trace the curves of my breasts and press them together, as I fuck him.
His cock jerks inside me, and his eyes are transfixed, as I tug at my nipples.
Click. Click. Click.
A little colostrum bursts forth, and Quin’s cock twitches like crazy. I squeeze out some more, collect it with my thumb, and take it toward my mouth.
Click.
He seizes my hand and takes it to his mouth, instead, sucking my thumb clean while I’m trapped in his smoldering gaze.
My pussy flutters around him, and his jaw tenses, as he lifts his chin. He groans softly and contracts his abs, as I grind myself into him, getting closer.
My heart’s racing, and with shallow breaths, I utter a soft sound in response to his. I push my hands into my hair, to pull it in frustration as I ride the line, coiling tighter while trying not to snap.
Click. Click. Click.
Quin swears and pulls me down beside him, depriving me of his thick cock and the last nudge of pressure I needed, while he grits his teeth and bears down with a determined snarl.
I squeeze my legs together at the needy ache between them, and Quin seals his mouth over mine, as our bodies clash together again, anxious to return to the magical place we just left, on the cusp of release.
Click. Click. Click.
I cinch my thighs more tightly and moan into his mouth, as my body trembles and grapples at him with urgency.
He breaks away, breathing hard. “Hands and knees,” he growls. “Now.”
He doesn’t have to tell me twice. I’m a powder keg, set to explode. My clit’s throbbing so hard from pent-up angst, it’s going nuclear, and one touch will be enough to destroy this fucking bed when I come.
“Get the camera ready,” Quin orders, as he moves in behind me. “She’s going to fucking blow any second. Aren’t you, baby?” He slaps my ass and shoves his cock back inside my clenched tight cunt, as I hold back the threatening pressure.
Click.
Click. Click. Click.
He moans with approval, pulls back and forces himself deeper, through the restriction. “That’s my girl. Hold it right there, baby,” he says, thrusting in and out of my noisy-wet cunt, until I can’t squeeze him any tighter.
“Quin.”
“Yes. Do it, Kira.”
He drives deep, grips my clit, and shakes loose my last nerve.
Click.
I rear back into him, tossing my hair and bucking, contracting hard, and crying out, as I spray the foot of the fucking bed for him, while he roars.
Click. Click.
Click. Click. Click. Click. Click.
