Page 5 of Trusting Quin


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When I bottom out, my thighs touching his, Red blows out a long breath, hands gripping the sheets. “Fuck, Daddy. I feel every inch of you. You’re … so fucking big.”

Leaning over him, I pull out to the tip and thrust back in slowly. Over and over, I give him my dick with unhurried strokes, wanting him to beg me to speed up. But while I’m playing these games, I might lose in the process. Red is … fuck, I can’t describe what I feel. He’s making the right noises, sucks my dick the right way, his ass feels soft and warm around me. God, I wish I could keep him.

Shaking those thoughts away, I kiss his neck, trailing my tongue over to his ear. Red shudders and says, “Oh, Daddy. More. Please more.”

“More, what, baby boy?” I bite his earlobe then glide my tongue over it to ease the sting. Red arches his back, making my dick sink deeper and I curse, not expecting the bolt of pleasure that shoots through me. Goddamn, this boy will be the death of me.

“More of you. Please, Daddy.”

“Can you take more, baby?”

“Yes, Daddy. Please.”

He begs so beautifully. Raising from crowding over him, I pull his hips off the pillow, but keep his chest on the mattress. I spread his thighs to open him up more for me. Then I fuck him how I want to fuck him.

Getting a good grip on his waist, I hold him steady while I thrust into him hard and swift. I fuck into him, watching his crimson ass jiggle and listen to him moan and babble. His ass is squeezing around my dick and it takes all my efforts not to come. Growling, I pull Red up until his back is resting against my chest. Wrapping one hand around his torso to grip his shoulder and the other at his hip, I fuck him with deep strokes, circling my hips to brush his walls. Red reaches up, both hands locked over the arm against his chest.

I swing mine freely, pounding into Red while I suck his neck and graze my teeth over the sensitive skin. Red tilts his head to the side, cutting off my access to where I’m tasting his skin, so I move to the other side and do the same there.

“Yellow. Fuck, yellow, Daddy,” Red squeaks in a high pitched voice.

Slowing down, I stop kissing his neck and release the death grip I have on his hip. “You okay, mouse?”

“Fine, Daddy,” he says after swallowing roughly. “Overwhelmed. Too much. Too much at once. It’s … you’re … fuck. I don’t know what to say. You’re fucking intense.”

Still moving inside him, I wrap my arms around him and hold him. “Orange?”

“Orange,” he says and I stop immediately. “Wait, no. Maybe change positions? I’ll come too fast if you keep doing that,” he finishes with a breathy chuckle.

I pull out gently and turn him over, keeping the pillow under his hips. “Like this?” Red nods and I lean down to kiss him, putting my hand under his ass and squeezing, making him jump a little. “Your ass sting, sweet boy?”

“A little, but I like it. Feels good.” Red ducks his eyes and his cheeks turn pink, suddenly bashful. Squeezing his sore ass again, he lets out another adorable squeak.

Realizing how selfish I’ve been tonight, I reach down and take Red’s cock in my hand for the first time. His back arches and he gasps audibly. Working my hand over him, I watch him come apart from my touch. While I have my hand working his cock, I slide back into him, encased in his warmth once more. Red curses and moans and mewls, tightening his legs around me.

Using my free hand, I grab his waist and angle my hips to bump against his prostate. Red’s dick leaks around my hand and his moans become louder and more insistent. “Can I come, Daddy? Please, I can’t … Please. I need … I need you … oh fuck. Please, Daddy. God …” Red’s head is tossed back, and his back bowed, a fine sheen of sweat covering his skin. “Daddy, please,” he groans.

“Come, sweet boy. Let me see it, mouse.” I speed up jerking him and my thrusts, jabbing his prostate more urgently.

A few strokes later, Red is crying out and spilling over my closed fist. His ass spasms around my dick and I feel my orgasm race through me. Letting go of Red’s dick, I put my cum slick hand on his waist and thrust into him hard and fast, chasing my release desperately. Red’s hole clenches around me and I roar, come shooting into the condom while buried deep inside my boy.

Once my breathing is under control, I pull out, roll over and take the condom off. I toss it on the floor, then pull Red closer to me. He melts into my chest, taking deep, unsteady breaths. “How do you feel, mouse?” I ask, rubbing his back slowly.

He shakes his head and is quiet for a while. I keep my arms around him, whispering to him softly. After a minute or two, Red lets out a light laugh and says, “That was … my brain feels a little scrambled. You’re intense. I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked like that.”

Chuckling, I continue to rub his back, bringing him down until he feels more like himself. Red is boneless in my arms, leg thrown over my thighs and his arm lazily tucked around my waist. “Need anything?” I ask, kissing his forehead.

He squirms in my arms, then turns his head into my shoulder. “Not need, but I want to ask. Why ‘mouse’?”

“You made this cute squeaking nose when I was deep in you. Like a mouse.” Red scowls at me but drops it almost immediately and laughs.

“Fine. Mouse it is.”

“I’ll be right back. Let me take care of you.” I gingerly move him from my arms and lay him back on the bed, kissing his forehead again before I pad to the bathroom. I wet a warm cloth for him and scoop up my bottle of lotion. It has cocoa and shea butter, so it will be soothing for his heated flesh.

After wiping his chest of his come, I slide on the bed and take his mouth, loving how he moans and arches into me, hands going around my back. “Lay on your stomach,” I murmur against his lips, nipping the bottom one before he does what he’s told.

Gliding a hand over his ass, I rub it softly, loving the feel of his soft flesh. Red flinches, then pushes back into my palm. As I’m rubbing him, I admire the view before me. Red looks so good lying here with a flaming ass.

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