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Chapter Twenty-Five
The plane touchesdown on the tarmac and I am giddy with excitement. I’ve never been to New York and I’m a little excited and slightly nervous to meet some of Quinn’s friends. We have plans to attend a charity dinner tonight with some of his previous colleagues, then the rest of the weekend will be ours.
A driver picked us up from the airport and took us to our hotel, where we checked into a large suite where a black box with a gold bow sat on the bed.
“What’s this?” I ask.
“A little something for you, have a look.” He waves his hand.
I step closer and try to remove the bow without untying it. I try to untie the ribbon carefully, but instead I pull it with quickness, then lift off the lid. Peering inside, I move the tissue paper and pull out a beautiful deep purple long flowy dress. I look back at the box and a pair of heels with a red sole sit waiting for me to grasp them.
I look at Quinn, standing beside me with his hands in his pockets nervously watching me.
“It’s so beautiful!” I whisper turning around to face him. “But you shouldn’t have.”
“Nonsense. I can’t wait to see you in it.” He licks his lips and steps forward, placing his hands on my hips, leaning into me and kissing my neck, just under my ear. “Care for a drink?”
He moves to the bar and holds up two glasses.
I shake my head and turn back to the box, pick up the shoes and run my finger along the heel.
“So, this evening, you will meet some of my old colleagues,” he says.
“And what kind of charity dinner is this?” I ask heading over to the closet and hanging my dress for tonight.
“It’s an annual event for a creative writing program called Dear Pens. Proceeds are split up between young creative writing students spread out through some of New York’s low-income public schools.”
“Oh, that’s really awesome.” I reply, “what time do we need to get there?”
He moves the cuff of his shirt and smiles. “We have a few hours, what’s going on in your pretty head, my lady?”
I step closer and put my hands on the lapels of his shirt, pull him to me, so our bodies meet and lean up on my tip toes.
“I want to be underneath you… squirming.” I whisper against his lips before lashing my tongue against his soft lips.
Quinn growls and pulls me over to the bed. He spins and sits down, pulling me astride his lap. My hands fall to his shoulders and we kiss aggressively, as if we are in a frenzy and haven’t seen one another for weeks.
He pulls my shirt over my head and we resume quickly ridding ourselves out of our clothes.
Once they are on the floor, and Quinn has me where I requested—under him—he lines himself up with my center and pushes in. A sigh falls from my lips at the pleasant intrusion.
He slowly pushes in and out of me, picking up his speed as my hips meet him thrust for thrust underneath him. He pulls and pushes back into me, nearly pulling himself all the way out before slamming back in. My moans get louder as he brings me to the brink of an orgasm.
“I want to come at the same time as you do, can you hold it?” He asks, slowing his motions.
I nod, unable to say anything as everything feels so damn good.
Baseball… nope that’s definitely not going to do it. Too many hot baseball players.
Serial Killers… nope, Zac Efron played a damn handsome Ted Bundy in that Netflix movie.
Steve Urkel. Steve Urkel…. But damn it… there’s Stefon.
Just the attempt to think about something to distract my orgasm, helps and my body moves in time with Quinn.
He begins to pound into me, with his hand on my breast and his mouth on mine. My throat feels like it’s about to close, my toes curl and my fingers grip his sides.
“Now. I’m right there. Feeling you pulse around my cock is all I need.” He says in between grunts against my lips.
