Текст книги "About Last Night..."
Автор книги: Belle Aurora
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Quinn groaned and squeezed them harder than I expected. “I want to undress you, Maya. Please let me undress you.”
“Yes,” I rasped, lifting my arms to give him better access.
In one swift movement, my dress was lifted over my head, an arm hooked around my back, and then I was falling. Planting my front to his, Quinn pulled me down with him. We lay side-by-side, facing each other. My eyes, adjusted to the low light, peered up into his. I saw his smile and returned it.
His smile faltered. “I want you to touch my cock.”
I didn’t need further encouragement. I was already turned on. This was Matt freaking Quinn! How could I not be turned on?
But then he added, “But I want you to see it. I’d like to turn the lights back on.”
No! my mind yelled.
He must’ve sensed my hesitation, because he took my hands in his and promised, “Only a little. I can dim the lights, Maya. I just want to see your beautiful body. I want you to see me too.” Releasing one hand, he cupped my cheek and looked me in the eye. “Do you think I would do anything to hurt or embarrass you?”
My answer was immediate. “No.” Because Matt Quinn was not that guy.
“Please.”
My response was a whispered, “Okay.”
He squeezed my hands, pecked at my pouting lips, and then stood, walking across the room. As soon as the lights came back on, I squeezed my eyes closed until I felt the bed depress. My eyes fluttered and I focused on Quinn’s smiling face. “You okay?”
“Yeah.”
He gently took me by the wrists and brought them down between our bodies, watching me all the while. My fingers came into contact with something long, hard, and thick.
My mouth gaped. Quinn smirked. It was bigger than I expected. Why on earth would I want that for my first time? I could be a giant turd sometimes.
He guided my hands until they were firmly wrapped around him, my small hands unable to meet around the thickness of him. With his hands over mine, he moved them up and down in slow motion. His breathing shallow, he ground out, “Look down, baby.”
That was not as much a question as it was an order, and it made my nipples bead at the same time my stomach coiled with lust. I looked down.
My skin was pale against him. He was olive. I was alabaster. My hands looked small under his. He worked my hand up and down over his cock and I whispered, “Oh my.”
Oh my, indeed.
He was beautiful. Long and thick and strong. I wanted to play with him, but didn’t know how. When I looked up again, Quinn had closed his eyes, lost in the sensation of my skin on his. I liked that. It gave me a newfound sense of courage. “Quinn?”
He opened his eyes to look at me and watched me under his hooded gaze. “Yes, Maya?”
I stalled a moment before I let out, “Can I please suck your cock?”
Chapter Twenty-Three
Quinn
My response was gravelly. “When you ask me something that nicely, I’ll let you do just about anything to me.”
She blushed, averting her doe-eyed gaze. “I-I’d like to try.”
Shit. She didn’t even need to ask nicely. I’d let her do whatever she wanted.
Moving slowly, I turned to sit on the edge of the bed with my feet firmly on the ground. I looked back at her and explained, “For a beginner, this will be easier.” I took a pillow from the bed and placed it between my spread legs. Palming my needy cock, I nudged my head. “Come over here, baby. Kneel between my legs. I’ll show you how it’s done.”
She walked around the bed and kneeled by my feet, looking somewhat submissive. My cock jumped in my hand. She spotted it and licked her lips. “Take it,” I ordered. She did. She worked it just like I’d shown her how. “Harder. Faster.” She jerked me just the way I liked.
I looked down at her sweet face, cupped her cheeks, and brought my head down to her. Her hands on my cock, I kissed her hard, pulled back, and then ran my thumb over her pink, swollen lips. “Suck my cock, Maya.”
She swallowed hard then nodded, bringing her head down. I watched carefully, placing these memories in a reserved part of my brain. This was going to be the image I jerked off to. Maya’s lips parted and she pressed them to the tip of my cock, her small tongue darting out to lick me. I hissed.
She pulled back, looking guilty. “I’m sorry!”
I thrust into her hands. “Do it again. That was incredible.”
Looking stunned, she lowered her face and licked me again. My entire body shuddered. That was new.
My eyes closed. “Yeah, baby. Now put your mouth around me. Suck me gently at first.” Her lips surrounded me and I couldn’t remember a time when head was as good as this. I peered down at her and instructed, “Use your hands, Maya. Jerk me while you suck me. Work your mouth up and down. Don’t try to take too much or you’ll gag.”
Oh, man. Maya followed instructions like a pro. She licked then sucked me, making it halfway down my cock, then back up again. Her hands worked me till I was harder than a fucking rock. She became more comfortable, bolder, as she went on. I groaned, my hips gently thrusting into her mouth. Her eyes open, she growled around me, and it vibrated around my cock.
I pulled back, gripping my cock as tight as I could while placing a hand on Maya’s shoulder to push her back a little. “Holy shit. That’ll do for now, babe.”
She watched the hand squeezing my cock then looked back up at me. “What happened?”
Panting lightly, I explained, “I didn’t want to come in your mouth. That can be a shock for a first timer. Also, as horny as I am, it would’ve been a load and a half. I didn’t want to choke you.”
Her surprised expression turned soft. She smiled up at me and bunched her nose adorably. “I almost made you come?”
I glared down at her, but softened it with a smile. “Nobody likes a gloater, Maya.”
Placing her hands on my knees, she stood and clapped her hands together. “Now what?” I could’ve sworn she almost looked excited.
I reached out and gripped her waist, pulling her close to me. Splaying my hands on her hips, I buried my nose in the valley between her breasts. “Now I get to play.”
My fingers toying at the waist of her pastel pink silken panties, my gaze flew up to her breasts and the matching pink of her bra. She looked so innocent. It was easy to forget her inexperience when she looked at me with those heated eyes.
My eyes on hers, I reached behind her and undid her bra in one smooth motion. My gaze narrowed, daring her to object. I was surprised when she didn’t. “I’m going to touch and kiss you now. If I do anything you don’t like, what are you going to say?”
Her bra tumbled down her arms and onto the floor between us. “Hold,” she uttered weakly. My hands slid up her waist, gently over her ribs, and then farther up till I held her breasts in my greedy hands. They were delectable, slightly more than a handful. Her pink nipples stood erect and proud. I couldn’t help myself. I lowered my lips to one and sucked it into my ravenous mouth.
Her hands flew to the back of my head, clutching it, holding me close to her. The gasp that followed fuelled me.
I sucked one before moving on to the other. I listened to her pant and moan as I squeezed the opposite breast of the one I had my mouth on. I plucked at one nipple as I lapped at the other. I was in Heaven. My cock needed contact; it was all but begging for it. I reached behind me to one of the hands at my head, grasped it, and then lowered it to my hard length. She didn’t need encouragement. She jerked me as I nipped her taut bud then laved it with my tongue.
She liked having her breasts played with. I liked playing with breasts.
Tonight would go just fine, I thought.
Once again on the verge of coming, I grated, “On the bed.”
Not giving her a chance to move herself, I stood, picked her up, and laid her down on top of the covers. The dimmed light meant Maya could have comfort, but I could see everything. Looking down at her curvy body, I placed my hand on her stomach and ran my fingers over the pattern I’d seen earlier. She had a tattoo on her lower stomach. It was a tattoo of lace that went across her belly then curled around her right hip, and lower onto her left thigh. She was getting me so hot that I wanted to run my tongue over it.
My gaze caught hers. I plucked at her panties. “I’m taking these off. And after I finish admiring you, I’m going to eat your pussy till you come.”
She went rigid. Her eyes widened before she shut them tightly and her body relaxed. I took that as permission. Hooking my fingers at either sides of her waist, I lowered the scrap of silk then glanced down at her naked body.
My heart beat faster. She was beautiful. I hadn’t known what I had done to get the business of such a pretty, funny, sweet lady, but I was glad for it. I hoped our friendship would continue after this was over. In fact, I prayed it would. I liked Maya. I liked her a lot.
Still lying with her eyes closed, I smiled. I lowered my face to hers and captured her mouth in a soft kiss. “You don’t have to look, sweet Maya. Just feel, baby. Let me take care of you.”
To my surprise, she lifted her face to kiss me once again. Her full lips on mine felt like she should be getting paid for this encounter, not me. She breathed, “Okay, Quinn.”
I kissed my way down her body, a trail from her cheek, down to the valley between her breasts, farther down to her soft belly, over to her hip. I nipped at her hipbone before losing the battle and running my tongue over the entire length of her tattoo. From one hip to the other, I licked, nipped, and kissed her velvet skin, taking joy in her low sigh of arousal.
Taking my hand, I lowered it to the neat and trimmed area between her thighs, softly running my fingertips over it, stroking it. Honestly, I liked a woman with fuzz. There was nothing sexy about a woman who looked like a little girl. Yuck.
I gently grasped her knees and parted them. Maya’s hands flew up to her face, shielding her eyes. I smiled and shook my head.
This couldn’t be easy for her. Here I was, a man she hardly knew, treating her in an extremely intimate way. It had to be difficult, but she was handling it better than expected.
Parting her legs, I pushed them up to the bed at the knee. She needed to be comfortable for this to be pleasurable. I lay between her spread legs and looked my fill.
She was as pink in the pussy as she was at the nipple. Pink was definitely her color. I lowered my nose and breathed in the sweet scent that made my mouth water. She smelled delicious. I couldn’t wait to taste her, so I didn’t.
Placing my mouth directly at her center, I kissed her where she’d never been kissed before. Maya stiffened. I kept going. My tongue swiped the warm, slick, sweet flesh and I groaned. I felt pre-cum bead at the head of my cock. I went on, licking her slowly, tasting her before I spread her open with my fingers and delved inside. Maya cried out again and again.
It was strange. I could feel her virginity on my tongue. She tasted pure, untouched. The flavor of her was driving me wild.
What I intended to be a pleasant first experience quickly turned into a rushed frenzy. I needed to eat her; I felt possessed. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn sweet. I could eat your pussy all day long, baby.”
This was the first time I had uttered those words and meant them.
Maya whimpered under me. I flicked her nub with my tongue before taking it into my mouth and sucking gently. Her back came off the bed as she let out a keening cry. “Shit! Oh, my God!”
I grinned as I remembered the words Maya cried as she came over the phone. I was on the right track. She was almost there.
“Jesus, baby. I want to fuck you so bad. My cock is aching for you.”
Maya cried out louder than before. She liked dirty talk. Another thing we had in common.
Reaching up, I rolled her nipples between my fingers as I sucked on her clit. She moaned a tortured, “Sweet Jesus! Oh, God! Oh, shit! Quinn!”
I dropped my mouth to lap at her wet entrance while nudging her clit with my nose. Then suddenly, her body went rigid. She let out a low groan a moment before her pussy convulsed wildly around my tongue. Wetness seeped into my mouth. I drank it up like I was dehydrated and she was the only thing that would cure my thirst.
That, my friends, was the taste of victory. And I lapped it up. Every. Last. Drop.
After beating down my ego-swelling head, I lay beside Maya, taking in her soft smile of satisfaction. “Are you okay?”
Without opening her eyes, she smiled harder. “Okay is not a good enough word to explain what I’m feeling right now.”
That got her a grin. “Good.”
Then she turned to me, eyes on mine, the very picture of innocence. “But doesn’t it…?” She drifted off.
I rest my hand on her bare hip, running my thumb over it. “This is a safe place. You can ask me anything.”
She scrunched her nose. “Doesn’t it taste funky?”
I fought my laughter. Rather than responding, I brought my mouth to hers. “Here,” I uttered a moment before my lips met hers. She sighed against my lips and I deepened the kiss, slipping my tongue into her mouth, coaxing her to taste herself. Pulling back, I whispered by her ear, “That’s what you taste like.”
She blinked. Then blinked again before responding with, “It doesn’t taste like I thought it would.” With a blush, she admitted, “It tastes…okay.”
I shook my head. “No. It tastes better than okay, baby. It tastes like ambrosia, and if you weren’t so sensitive down there right now, I’d eat your sweet pussy all over again.”
She pulled a face that I registered as embarrassment. She lightly chastised me, “Quinn!”
I don’t know what came over me. I was horny, and something about Maya made me bossy. I wanted all of her. “Kiss me.” This was not a request. This was a demand. An order.
Maya’s sleepy eyes searched my face a second before she scooched closer. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she pulled me in. And I was curious. How would it feel to be kissed by Maya under her terms? I had initiated kisses all night. I wanted her to show me how she liked to be kissed.
She placed a small kiss to my lips. My hands snaked around her waist. She kissed me again, a little firmer this time. I reached down to squeeze her ass. She tilted her head slightly and pressed a soft, wet kiss onto my mouth. My cock jerked against her belly. At my body’s response, Maya kissed me once more, bolder this time. She pushed her breasts into me, and my mouth parted in need.
Her lips on mine, I took in Maya’s kisses. They made my head swim. She kissed me softly yet firmly. She kissed me the way a woman would kiss her man. I couldn’t blame her; she didn’t yet know the difference between sex and making love, and if this was what Maya wanted, I would give it to her.
I was stunned at my body’s reaction to her tame kisses. I was burning up. I kissed her back a moment before pulling away long enough to utter a steady, “Maya…we’re going to have sex now.”
My eyes trained on hers, I watched the beautiful moment when hesitation slid out of Maya’s mind. With a shy smile, she whispered, “I know. I want to.”
Reaching up, I ran my fingers down her cheek. “Are you sure?”
She ran her hand down my chest to rest at my stomach. “Yes. I’m ready.”
That was all I needed to hear. Gently pushing her back on the bed, I took a pillow and lifted Maya to place it under her hips. At the confused look on her face, I clarified, “It helps, really.”
I reached under the pillow by her head and grabbed hold of the small foil packet. Putting it to my mouth, I ripped it open with expert skill. Just as I was about to place it on myself, I hesitated then looked at her. “You want to put it on? Do you know how?”
Maya’s brow bunched. “I haven’t done it in a long time, but, sure, I’ll give it a try.” My brow furrowed. Before I could ask her who she’d been putting condoms on, she scooted forward, took the condom from my fingers, and added, “Of course, this isn’t sex ed, and you’re a lot bigger than a banana.”
Ah. The mystery was solved, and I held down my chuckle as well as the pounding of my heart, which I chose to ignore.
I wasn’t jealous.
…I wasn’t.
Kneeling in front of me, I watched in awe as Maya gripped the base of my hard length, placing the condom on the throbbing head. Concentrating on the task at hand, she placed her fingers around it and slowly but firmly worked it down, leaving room at the top. She’d done it gracefully, in a way I’d never seen. I was in wonder of her.
Her hands moved slowly over my sheathed swollen dick when she looked up at me with those gorgeous eyes. “How’d I do?”
She was killing me.
“Great,” I just about croaked. I cleared my throat and tried again. “Listen, I don’t think we should rush. I’d like to kiss you for a while before we do this. Give me a little more time to play with you.”
The smile that spread across her face was stunning, but when she blushed and lifted her hands to cover her pink cheeks, I was done for. She was adorable, and sweet, and sexy as sin. She was getting to me in a way I’d never had a client get to me.
That’s right, I reminded myself. She’s a client. She hired you. This isn’t some girl you’re dating, chump. Stop it.
A client she might’ve been, but it was more than that and I knew it. That didn’t mean I’d act on it though. All I could hope for was that Maya would like me enough to hire me again.
I hoped she would. No, I begged she would. I hadn’t got my fill yet. I needed more of her.
My body aching for her, I lay down with my head on a pillow then held my arms out to her, utterly exposed. She crawled over to my side and looked down at me as if she wasn’t sure what I wanted. Of course she didn’t. She’d never done any of this before. So I spoke, “Put your knees by my thighs and climb over me, on top of me. Lay down on me so I can hold you, kiss you, and reach everything I want to touch all at the same time. Come here, baby.”
Her face flushed, her mouth parting as she climbed over me, straddling me. I gripped her hips before she could lie down, and ground her down onto me. Her pussy cushioned my cock and her arousal covered me. Even with a condom, she felt amazing. Closing my eyes, I sighed as I continued to move her up and down on my tool.
I was supposed to be making her feel good, but fuck, I was getting lost in this experience myself. And by the breathy moans coming from Maya, I was working her in the best way. The tip of my cock brushed her clit on every forward motion. I could feel it and as her moans became stronger, louder. I started losing the fight to control myself.
“Oh, baby,” I muttered as I sat up a moment to wrap my arms around her before bringing her back down with me to lie draped over me. Her breasts mashed into my chest. I reveled in the feeling of our bare bodies entwined. I continued to thrust, grinding over her pussy. Her eyes dazed in a lust haze, she whimpered. I took her mouth hard, nipping at her swollen pink lips. My heart raced. My mouth on hers, I groaned into hers as she moaned into mine. The friction of our not-so-dry humping was mind-blowing.
Then, Maya surprised me by pulling back an inch and uttering, “Oh, God, Quinn, please. I can’t wait. Please.”
My mind was hazy. I was sex-drunk. Reaching between our bodies, I fisted my cock and ran it over her entrance teasingly. “This what you want?”
Her eyes bore into mine as she begged, “Yes. Please. Please.”
Without responding, I paused my motions, halting at her entry, and pushed. The lust-swollen head of my cock was immediately enveloped, and I groaned at the very same time Maya moaned. We were a symphony of sex.
I pushed slowly. She took another inch before I met her barrier. I stilled at the same time her body stiffened and she hissed out lightly.
Oh yeah, regardless of our foreplay, this would hurt. I held myself there, taking my hand and running it through her auburn hair and down her back. “This is going to hurt a little.”
Her chocolate colored doe eyes met mine. She smiled sadly. “I know.”
My eyes held hers as I pushed. Her mouth gaped as her face contorted in pain. But still, I pushed. She grit her teeth and my stomach dropped. I could do this one of two ways. Ride it out, prolonging her pain, or to the hilt in one shot.
I didn’t want her to be in a boatload of pain. I wanted the pain to pass as quickly as possible, so we could enjoy each other. After this, there would be no more sex this night. I had one shot to make this good for her.
“Maya?” I stilled. She winced as she looked up at me, obviously in pain. “Kiss me, baby.”
She did. She kissed me softly, weakly almost, and I stopped my invasion. I kissed her back heartily, running my hands down her back, massaging her, kneading her ass. The moment I felt her body relax again, I wrapped my arms around her waist tightly. So tight that she was unable to move.
That was when I did it. That was when I thrust into her, to the hilt.
Her startled gasp and wide eyes felt like the ultimate betrayal. I felt like a creep. Her body rigid over mine, I watched her close her eyes as a tear trailed down her cheek. Holding her to me, I kissed the tear away. “I’m sorry, baby. Hold onto me. I’m not moving. Just hold onto me. The pain will ease, I promise.”
Brows drawn, she panted and held onto me so tightly that her nails were sure to score me, and I would wear the marks proudly. Another tear fell. I kissed it away, holding my lips at her cheek in silent support. We started this together, and we would get through it together.
A long while passed, and Maya uttered a pouting, whispered, “Ow.”
My lips still at her cheek, I smiled into her warm flesh. “I’m sorry.”
She leaned into me, and I took it as a good sign. A minute later, she announced, “I think I’m ready now.”
Closing my eyes, I breathed her in. “You sure?” Damn, she smelt like lemon and vanilla. Like a fucking lemon meringue pie. Delicious.
“I’m sure,” she uttered quietly. I decided to test the water. Pulling out, I watched her flinch, and, slowly, I thrust again gently. Her wince was smaller that time, so I did it again, and again until her tight, wet pussy took me easily and Maya sighed with every plunge.
She was ready. Holding her tight, I rolled us so I was on top. Keeping myself inside her, I wrapped an arm under her butt and pulled her up to place a pillow under her hips. All the while, she looked up at me in a daze. When she was settled and ready to go, I stroked her cheek with the back of my fingers. “You’re not a virgin anymore, Maya.”
Then she smiled. No, she beamed, and all I wanted to do was kiss her sweet mouth. I gently lay on top of her, kissing her smiling lips, and it felt so natural that my spine began to tingle with unease. I pushed it aside and kept my mouth on hers as I began to fuck her. Slowly at first, moving in a calculated manner.
Then, picking up speed, listening to her soft moans threw me, and before long, I was driving into her with all I had. Bracing my arms by her head, I fucked her hard, loving the way her mouth parted lightly and her neck flushed. I didn’t think I could make her come. Not now, not after the pain of losing her virginity, but I guessed I was wrong.
Her hot, slick pussy pulsed around me, tightening even more. I thrust harder, her mouth rounding in an O. I was on the verge of losing my composure; my balls tightened and I was about ready to shoot my load into her warm core.
“Wrap your legs around me,” I panted, keeping my pace.
Her legs lifted, hoisted on my hips, and she gasped at what the change in position had done for her pleasure. Gripping my shoulders, a low groan started in her throat and I knew she was there. Reaching for her hips, I gripped them and drove into her like a madman. “That’s it, baby. Almost there,” I hissed out through gritted teeth.
I thrust, ground, and plowed into her, and the harder I did it, the tighter her pussy became. Then suddenly, her back bowed. Clutching at me, her eyes closed, her face became pained and her pussy jerked around my sheathed cock. Her back slumped and she kept coming, shuddering and gasping for breath, before she moaned long and low in her throat.
Her legs drooping off my hips, I placed my hands under her hips, lower until I gripped her ass, squeezing and kneading as I worked myself to release. My thrusts became jerky, and soon, I was overwhelmed by the feel of her. I drove in again, once, twice, then stilled inside of her, body unyielding, jaw set, panting and growling through gritted teeth. Warm spurts of cum filled the condom and I collapsed, my face buried in the space between her breasts.
Breathing heavily, I sluggishly wrapped my arms around her, panting at her skin, hoping I wasn’t too heavy for her. I mustn’t have been, because she entwined her legs with mine, lifting her hands to run her fingers through my hair.
A moment of realization shook me.
There was no place I would rather be than in Maya’s arms.
