Page 69 of Open To Negotiation

“Do not rush me, Quinn,” I muttered between licks and kisses. “Whoever made,” kiss, “you feel,” lick, “that you didn’t,” suck, “deserve this,” lick, “is a fucking moron.”

I could feel her relax, her grip on my hair loosening as she writhed and moaned under my tongue. I slipped one finger into her to stretch her out. “You’re so tight and wet,” I muttered in appreciation, my cock as hard as a rock.

“Don’t stop.”

“Such a greedy girl.” Her wetness coated my fingers as I added a second, moving them in and out at just the right angle. “I need you good and ready if you’re going to be able to take all of me.” I could feel her walls starting to tighten as I moved my tongue back to her clit.

“Oh god.” She grinded on my hand, pushing for more pressure.

“Not god,” I said between licks. As I felt her tighten again, I used my thumb to press down on her clit. “Scream my name while you come,” I demanded.

After a few more circles of her clit, she did as I said. Crying out my name as she clenched around my fingers, coming hard, her whole body shaking.

How I didn’t come in my own pants from the taste and vision of her was a miracle.

“Good girl,” I purred as I continued moving my fingers as she rode out her release. When she finally relaxed, I licked her one more time before straightening, pulling her up and kissing her deeply, rolling my tongue with hers so she could taste herself. “Sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted.”

She pulled back and looked down at the mess on the counter. “Wow.” Her lust-filled eyes moved back to me. “I never get that wet.”

I growled as I picked her back up, her legs wrapping around my waist as I made my way upstairs. “The idiots you’ve been with before are nothing like me and I’m going to ruin you for everyone else.”

She nipped at my ear, electricity soaring through me as I got us to my room and tossed her back on the mattress. Appreciating the view, I watched as her tits bounced.

She pushed her hair out of her eyes to look at me. I took a moment, letting my eyes peruse her body.

“Bloody hell,” I grumbled. “You’re so fucking perfect.” Seeing her naked, her legs open for me as she watched me with hooded eyes turned me on even more, if that was possible.

I was honestly surprised I was even functioning right now, all I wanted to do was drive into her.

“You have too many clothes on.” She had a sly smile on her face as she looked me up and down.

I ripped my shirt off, buttons bouncing around the room as I shucked the thing off. She watched me closely, biting her bottom lip as I took off my belt. “You’re practically eye fucking me.”

“Just taking it all in.” She shook her head as her eyes bounced over my arms and chest. “I’ve wanted to see all your tattoos since that first day.”

I smirked before I took my pants and boxers off in one swoop, my cock springing free, pointing straight at her.

“Holy shit you’re huge.” Her breath hitched as I grabbed myself, pumping twice. “I mean I could feel it with how hard you were but I don’t think I’ve ever seen—”

“Quinn,” I cut off her nervous rambling softly, her eyes coming up to mine. I took two steps toward the bed, putting one knee beside her. “You saw how wet you were, baby, I’ll go slow but you’ll be able to take all of me.”

“Not so sure about that,” she muttered as I hovered over top of her, my lips back on hers, this time slower, more controlled as I teased her.

Reaching between us, I moved my hand back to her clit, the moan she let out was music to my ears as I rubbed her a few times. It was clear she was still sensitive, just like I wanted her to be.

Pulling my lips from hers, I looked at her as her eyes fluttered open. “Still so ready for me, huh?”

She whimpered as she nodded. “Please, Theo.”

“What do you want, Love? I want to hear it.”

“I want your cock in my pussy.”

I almost short circuited, hearing those dirty words come out of her mouth.

Her eyes were on me.

Her cheeks red.