Page 28 of Firecracker

Chapter Eight

I wake up to heavy breathing on my neck and a pounding headache. A large muscular arm wrapped around my waist trapping me against something very warm and very hard. A groan escapes me when my head starts to pound faster as my mind won’t stop racing. I lay there trying to calm my mind and pray for relief.

Quick tightens his grip around my waist pulling me tighter into his enormously hard body. The shirt I have on has ridden up throughout the night exposing my stomach. His touch is so warm it has my body coming unglued.

Holy Shit.

Brody never really liked to cuddle, he was so hot-blooded that he always kept his distance, never really cuddling. It felt good to be in strong arms. I wiggle my ass back trying to get closer. Quick moves his hand up my waist, sliding it under his t-shirt, grabbing a handful of my breast. I bite my lip holding in a moan not wanting him to stop.

“Good morning beautiful,” Quick murmurs into my neck, placing a soft kiss on my collarbone.

Oh, God. Does he know who he’s sleeping with? How drunk was he last night?I lay there waiting to see what he says next.

His hand cups my breast taking my nipple between his pointer finger and thumb milking it. My body has its own agenda when my ass involuntary starts to rock back against him.

“Firecracker, you keep making those sounds and moving that tight little ass against my body, well, let’s just say I won’t have much control over what I’ll do.”

Lost in the touch of his hands I grab his fingers pinching my nipple, so tight I hiss with pleasure and rock my hips back, meeting his hard cock against my ass.

“Ruby, I’m warning you. I have control but you antagonizing me may push me too far,” Quick breathes heavily into my ear.

I need more.Another moan escapes my lips.

Quick nips at my earlobe with a groan.

I want more.I slide my hand behind my ass and grip his cock. I’m surprised when I feel the thick fat head bulging out of his sweatpants.

“Fuck. Yeah.” He pumps into my hand a couple times.

I need to forget everything and just feel. I move to my back, grabbing Quick’s head, bringing it down for a kiss. He still tastes of whiskey.

Quick grabs my hips rolling us, laying me on top of him. He works himself against my core, making us both moan deep into the kiss. I grab both my hands full of his hair, and I tug him up, kissing him harder to the point our lips may bruise.

Fuck I haven’t felt this alive for so long.

I start to dry hump him, feeling his cock slide up and down between my folds, has me tingling.

Quick breaks the kiss breathless. “Ruby, open your eyes,” he demands.

I sit up on top of him and keep rocking against his cock, I pull his shirt over my head, keeping my eyes closed.

God, yes. He feels so good that I can’t control myself.

Quick moves up to a sitting position, wrapping an arm around my waist, pulling me to his chest, and he uses his free hand to help lift my breast to his mouth to inhale. I instantly wrap my legs around him, placing my hands on his shoulders and drop my head back letting all my hair cascade down my back. My pussy has dampened through his loose boxers. A pop sounds when he releases my breast.

“Jesus Christ. Ruby, look at me.” Quick’s voice is dripping with desire.

I fling my head forward letting my hair fly around my face, and I open my eyes.

Please don’t ruin this. Please don’t say no.

I bite my lip praying he doesn’t stop. Quick’s stormy blue eyes are heated with desire. He licks his lips. “There’s my firecracker. I want to make sure you know who you’re with right now.” He leans in for a quick kiss.

I don’t say anything but instead just smile. “I see the fire in your eyes baby but where’s that cracker? Nothing to say?” Quick laughs, grabbing both globes of my ass giving them a hard squeeze.

“What do you want me to say?” I sass.

“I want you to tell me what you want? Do you really want this?” Quick says with a devilish smile.

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