Page 34 of Trusting Quin


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I nod, knowing this would earn me a punishment, but so far, nothing feels like he’s terribly upset about it.

“We’ll talk about that later. Did you bring a lube packet and condom with you too?”

I nod my head, but keep facing the door, not moving like he told me. “I put one in my back pocket.”

Quin rummages through my pants while I try to hold myself still, but the tremors because of his proximity and where we are keep racking my body.

I hear the rip of the condom and the squelching of his hand moving over his cock. Without warning, he lines up to my hole and starts to slide inside. I moan loudly, loving how stretched he’s making my hole, how wide I have to get to take him. Quin’s hand covers my mouth and he leans to my ear. “I’m going to enjoy the feel of your tight ass around my dick.”

He pulls out and slams back in, making me groan around his hand, the sound bouncing off the walls. He pushes in deep until his thighs are touching mine, making me raise on my tiptoes to absorb all of him.

In my ear, Quin whispers, “I’m going to fuck you hard. You will not make any noise. There will be consequences if you do. Say ‘yes, Daddy’.”

Stifling the moan I want to release from his words alone, I nod frantically and grit out, “Y-yes, Daddy,” when he removes his hand from my mouth.

He kisses the side of my neck then fucks me hard. The only noises are the sound of skin hitting skin, my sharp gasps and rough exhalations and Quin’s soft grunts. Quin holds me roughly, his fingers digging into my hip, sure to leave marks. God, I hope so.

“You teased me all night,” Quin whispers, kissing and licking my ear and where my neck meets my shoulder. I try to tip my head forward to get away from how good he’s making me feel since I can’t come, but my Daddy isn’t having that. He grabs my blond waves and pulls, bringing my head back to rest on his shoulder. His hand moves around to my throat and he squeezes while he thrusts into me deeply. I bite my lip, my cock hard as a rock and bouncing against my belly.

“Don’t run from me, Red. You’ve been a naughty boy tonight.” His teeth clamp onto my shoulder and he fucks me so hard my teeth clack together. “Fuck, mouse. You feel so fucking good. Always so tight around my dick.”

Try as I might, I can’t keep the moan from bubbling up my throat and once it escapes, the floodgates open and I can’t stop them from slipping free. They’re not loud enough for us to get caught, but I know Quin hears them. Fuck, I really tried, but how he’s fucking into me and talking to me, I can’t help it.

Quin’s dark chuckle promises consequences. “Naughty boy,” he whispers seductively in my ear. “Squeeze around my cock, boy.” I do what he tells me and Quin thrusts into me faster, groaning in my ear and then goes still behind me. Leaning over my back and panting, his breath ghosts over my neck, drying the spit he lift behind earlier. He mouths against my neck and murmurs, “Someday, I’m going to plug your ass after I breed you, so you can feel me inside you.”

I groan and wiggle, trying to get more so I can come. I was so close, only a few strokes will get me there. But Quin pulls out of me and ties the condom off and flushes it. “Pull your pants up, Red.” I groan, knowing where this is leading. Orgasm denial is the worst.

With shaky hands, I bend to grab my pants, glancing over my shoulder at him with pleading eyes.

When I’m all buttoned up, Quin pulls me in for a long kiss and I melt into him, trying to grind against his leg to get myself off.

Quin stills my thrusts and I whimper in his mouth. He nips my bottom lip and breaks the kiss. I try to chase it, since kissing Quin can get me off, but he knows me. “You don’t come unless I tell you, remember?”

I pout. “Please, Daddy,” I beg, trying to get closer to him and bring him down for another kiss. He gives me a small peck but moves me to my previous position away from the door. “Wait five minutes, then come back to the table. Do not touch your dick or try to come in those five minutes.” With one more kiss, he leaves the stall, washes his hands and leaves the restroom.

Plopping on the toilet, I put my head in my hands, enjoying the ache in my ass, but hating how my balls throb and how hard my dick still is. Fucking fuck. I knew it was risky to rile Quin up in public, but I thought he would at least let me come and punish me later. This is the worst.

Before I leave the stall, I clean up as much as a packet of wet wipes allows and wash my hands, walking back to the table where I hope Quin is paying the check so we can get the fuck out of here.

Chapter Twelve

Quin

Redreallythoughtwe’dbe leaving as soon as he got back to the table. Nope. My naughty boy needs to get the full extent of his punishment. Not only can he not come, he has to sit and squirm while I finish my food and order dessert. Red shifts and rocks in his chair, looking uncomfortable and turned on simultaneously. He bites his lip often, looking at me with those shy eyes, the same ones that were my undoing the first night I met him.

Even though I know it’s hard for him, he listens when I tell him to stop fidgeting and eats some of the chocolate mousse I ordered. I can see how hard it is for him not to be suggestive about it, knowing he might not be able to come at all tonight. His face when the server comes with the check is almost like a kid in a candy store. I pay quickly and Red practically bounces out of the restaurant to the car. I chuckle and follow behind him, knowing I’ll let him come as soon as we get home.

After I’ve had my fun of course.

The whole ride, Red keeps his hands in his lap, but away from his dick so he’s not disobeying me. I reach over and rub his thigh, my hand drifting to his hard cock. With my fingertip, I drag it over his dick, feeling him twitch and jerk under my hand. “You need to come, sweet boy?”

“Yes, Daddy,” he groans softly, thrusting up to my finger.

I move it and I hear his whimper. Still, Red keeps his hands away from his dick and stays as still as possible.

Seeing how good he’s being for me, I decide to reward him as soon as we step in the door. No need to wait for the bed like I planned at the restaurant.

As soon as we step inside and I have the door shut and locked, I push him against the wall just inside the door, taking his lips in a kiss that has my dick hard, wanting back inside him. Red wraps his arms around my neck and pushes his body into me, his cock sliding against mine. Dragging my hand down to his ass, I pull him close, loving the feel of him in my arms. The sweet whimpers he lets out into my mouth taste good and I swallow them down greedily.

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