A Broken Soul(48)

       
         
       
        





Lilly



HE DIDN'T HAVE to be told twice. Once again, his lips fused with mine and I was lost. My arms and legs wrapped around Quinn's muscular body as he stood from the couch and made his way down the hall toward my bedroom. We didn't break contact until he dropped me onto the mattress. Reaching for the waistband, he pulled my leggings and panties down in one quick swoop. Sitting up, not wanting to delay feeling him inside me, I pulled my sweater over my head and unclasped my bra, letting the straps fall down my arms and exposing myself to him completely. Before there was a chance for self-consciousness to kick in, he reached behind his neck and yanked his shirt over his head, giving me my first glimpse of all that toned, well-defined muscle.

"Oh my god," I sighed, reaching out with both hands to trace the lines of his abs, counting eight in total before leading to that delicious V that dipped into his jeans.

Quinn toed off his boots and socks while I worked the fly of his jeans, desperate to get to where that V ended. Never in my life had I been so consumed with the need to touch and be touched. I wanted him in a way I'd never wanted another man in my life.

As soon as I had his zipper down, I grabbed hold of the waistband and jerked his pants down. His hard cock sprang free, thick and straining. I wasn't a virgin, not by a long shot, but the sight of Quinn in all his glory took my breath away. I'd never seen anything so perfect, so beautiful, in my life. The desire to taste him had me licking my lips just before I bent my head and ran my tongue along the very tip of his erection.

"Oh, Christ," he grunted. His hips jerked and I opened my mouth to suck more of him inside, wrapping my fingers around the base as I began to move my head. "Fuck, baby, stop. You have to stop." He pulled back and I was hit with a sudden wave of self-consciousness. I'd never been a fan of giving blowjobs before, but I wanted to please Quinn in a way I'd never experienced. And having him pull back left me feeling bereft and embarrassed.

I moved to cover my naked breasts. "Did I … " I swallowed thickly. "Did I do it wrong?"

"What? No. Fuck, no." He leaned over me until I was forced to lay back, then he grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. "It was amazing. Too amazing. If I let you continue, I was going to come in your mouth, and that's not what I want."

A shiver worked through my body as the throb between my legs deepened. "Wh-what do you want, then?"

His mouth hovered over mine as his knees pushed my legs further apart. His cock nudged against my opening and I lifted my hips in an attempt to pull him closer. "Tell me you're protected." 

It took me a few seconds to understand what he was saying, but when it finally registered, I nodded. "The pill."

"I want to feel you. Nothing between us. You okay with that?"

Oh damn, I was more than okay with that. But I didn't want this to be something he'd eventually regret. "Are you sure?" I asked. "I have condoms-"

My words were cut off, and I cried out in ecstasy as he sank himself inside me as deep as he could go. "So goddamned perfect," he gritted, as he pulled out and thrust back in, filling me so completely. I felt him everywhere as he moved over me, inside me. I whimpered and struggled, trying to free my hands from his unrelenting grasp as every powerful drive of his hips brought me closer to my release.

"Quinn," I moaned, as his cock hit the perfect spot inside of me. "Let me touch you. Please."

His fingers tightened around my wrists as he shoved my hands deeper into the mattress. "You feel me, baby?"

"Yes," I gasped. "Please, let me touch you."

"You're all I've been able to think about," he grunted, picking up his pace, moving so hard and fast my body shifted across the bed every time he pushed back in. "Tell me you've been thinking about me."

"All the time," I admitted.

His forehead dropped to my shoulder. "Thank God." He finally released my hands at the same time every cell in my body exploded. My legs clamped around his waist and my nails dug into his shoulders as I lost all control. Everything inside me tightened until it snapped, and my head shot back as I cried out with the most intense orgasm of my life. I was still riding the high when Quinn buried himself to the hilt and groaned my name against my neck.

Tiny shockwaves of pleasure sparked through me as I felt his cock twitch with the last of his release. Minutes later, we were both breathing heavy and unable to move. I kept my hold on him, afraid that if I let go he'd somehow disappear.