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I shake my head, feeling the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end as his eyes bore into mine. I’ve craved that intensity from him for days.
“You need it rough, Quinn? You need me to fuck you hard and fast this first time?”
I nod, my fingers tugging at the hem of my T-shirt and pulling it up and over my head, leaving me in just my black lace bra.“Please tell me you don't have any neighbors within earshot,” I half-joke, hoping to God there aren't any.
“Nope. Scream all you want, Angel. I’ll be the only one who hears it.” The smile he graces me with is not sexy. It's fucking panty-melting hot. “In fact, let's see how loud you can be...shall we?” he mutters.
He leans down and takes one of my breasts in his mouth, causing my back to arch once more. He does the same to the other one before his hand goes to his belt and undoes the leather. It's not until his eyes connect with mine that my fingers join the party and undo his jeans and push them down over his ass.
“Touch me, Angel. I've been dreaming of this for weeks...wrap those fingers around my cock and show me how much you’ve wanted this.”
Fuck, that mouth of his will be the end of me. I take one last look at his face before I look between us, seeing just how much he wants me and pushing my hand up against the hardness between his legs.
“Fuuuuuck,” he groans as I put more and more pressure against his cock.
When I can't take it anymore, I dip my fingers under the waistband of his boxers and grip that cock tight in my palm.
“Goddamn, Wes,” I whisper, closing my eyes and wondering how the hell that cock is going to fit inside me. When my eyes open and they meet his, I see that telltale smirk that says he knows exactly what I'm thinking.
“It will fit, Angel,” he says as he pulls a condom out of his back pocket and holds it out in front of me.
I smirk, taking the foil packet from him and ripping it open, basking in the sounds he makes as I roll it down his very impressive cock. I throw the foil packet to the side and wrap my fingers around him once more as he takes my lips in another kiss that sends tingles throughout my entire body. I was going to say something about his ego being too big, but all of my thoughts go out the window the second his lips touch mine, and those hands make their way to my heat, stopping just above where I want him most.
“You ready?” he asks.
When I nod, he plunges two fingers into me, and I gasp at the intrusion.
“Fuck, you’re so ready for me, aren’t you?”
I don't respond because I can't. My mouth is open, my head is thrown back, and I'm pretty sure I'm mumbling unintelligible sounds as he brings me to the edge in record time.
“Wes, please...I need you inside me,” I plead, needing this more than I need my next breath.
Before I can beg again, his fingers are gone, and he plunges that cock inside me so hard all the air leaves my lungs.
“Jesus, how are you this tight?” he mumbles against the crook of my neck.
I wrap my arms around his neck, pulling him as close as he can get as his hips thrust harder and harder.
“Tightest pussy I have ever had. It's going to ruin me; you're going to ruin me.”
I don't think he knows he's saying the words out loud, but I don't care. They penetrate my sex fog and cause my climax to rush to the surface. Before I know it, that familiar tingling feeling rises, and my legs begin to shake.
“That's it, Angel, come all over my dick so I can feel you squeezing the cum from my cock.”
That's all it takes for the bomb to detonate and for my orgasm to crash over me, causing every limb of my body to convulse. It's not until I catch my breath and open my eyes that I see the strained look on his face, and I know he's trying his hardest to hold back. So I do the only thing I can think of and plant both my feet on the ground and rock my hips up toward him, feeling his cock sink deeper and deeper with every thrust. Before either of us are ready, Wes stills, his arms straining as a groan I’ve never heard from him echoes across the backyard.
I never knew watching a man come could be so pleasurable, but Wes in the middle of his own pleasure is something to behold, and I make it a point to find out what he looks like in every position possible.
“Fuck me,” Wes whispers, slowly rolling off me. He removes the condom and ties it off, placing it on the grass beside us.
“I think I just did that,” I tease, loving the warm laughter that comes from his chest as I lay my head there, basking in the way his arm wraps around me and holds me closer.
“That you did.” He takes a deep breath and plays with a loose strand of my hair as his eyes take in my face. “I’m falling for you, Quinn O’Malley.”
I suck in a breath, wondering if this is all too soon, but I decide that I need some of this happiness after everything that's happened. So I lean on my elbow, kiss him lightly, and say, “Me, too.” Hoping to God the other shoe doesn't drop.
It takes another few weeks for my worst fears to come to fruition, but when they do, it causes a ripple effect I never expected.
