Page 42 of Firecracker

Juices slide down my inner thighs. Oh, fuck yes.

“-to come-” he breathes heavily, he pumps in.

Fuck, I can’t take it.

“-so…” he murmurs, sucking my earlobe with a nip, as he slides out.

I whine, pleading for him to move faster.

“-fucking…” He leans up grinding down harder in and back out.

I’m going to explode.

“-hard.” His voice comes out rough behind me as he slams into me, gripping my hips. He starts pumping vigorously hard and faster. He’s shouting out words with each thrust but I’m so lost in my own euphoria, I can’t understand him. I’m about to have the biggest most powerful orgasm ever.

Hard. Deep. Thrusts. He powers his massive body over me, into me. We both come at the same time crying out our releases.

He thrusts a few more times before withdrawing from me. I’m soaring high as this orgasm has my body humming with electricity tingling from head to toe. I keep moaning, never wanting this feeling to go away. Quick plops down next to me on the bed fully naked, pulling my limp body onto his as he kisses my forehead.

“Rest for a minute,” he murmurs raspily.

Oh, my God, again? He’s like a goddamn machine. He can’t be real.

I can’t speak so I whimper.

Quick must read my mind because he laughs. “I mean rest before we head back down to the party. I want you to have some fun with your friends before I take you again, keeping you up here all night.”

I relax into him replying only with a happy moan.

I’m stuck. The orgasm has my body humming and with so many amazing feelings rushing throughout my whole body. I don’t want to move the ecstasy is beyond anything I’ve felt, well, felt without drugs. I didn’t know I could feel this way, my body is literally floating. All I can do is moan.

Quick still chuckling, thrusts his semi-flaccid cock up against me. “Don’t get me wrong, Firecracker. I could keep going.”

He turns our bodies so he’s halfway on top of me. “…And believe me.”

He sucks my tit, releasing it with a pop. “Your pussy.”

Quick slips his hand down over my sensitive clit, getting a hissing reaction with arching of my back off the bed.

Oh, my... The pressure. Fuck.

He keeps his torture up, sliding his fingers into my swollen sex. As he leans in to lick my neck, moving up inches away from my ear, he says seductively, “This pussy is going to be so fucking raw by the end of this weekend. You won’t be able to forget me.” Chills run down my body with excitement. “Just so you know,” he finishes.

Yes. God… yeah. I let out a long moan, thrusting my hips against his greedy fingers. Brody never would come more than two times in one night unless he was on drugs, even then it was hard for him. Most of the time he would leave me horny and amped up only to be let down. Fuck, I want more. I want Quick. I want to see how many times Quick will come for me. Come because I made him feel good enough to come.

He tilts his head so our faces are inches from each other. “Look at me, Ruby,” he demands. I obey, opening my fully sated eyes to see lustfully crazed eyes staring back at me. “I want you to remember me and know how much I want you.” He grinds his hardening cock against me “I want you again. Goddamn, I want you again.”

Quick leans down kissing me deep and hard, crazy like the look in his eyes.

I feel the same way needing him, I reach around his shoulders clawing at him, and he breaks the kiss with a hiss. “Firecracker, if you don’t stop, we won’t be going back downstairs.” His voice comes out rough. His eyes are filled with so many emotions, that I can’t read him. I wonder what mine show because right now I want to stay in here all weekend and forget my life. I want him to want me, no I want him to crave me!

“Ruby…” My name comes out in a breath, letting me know he’s just as torn about leaving here.

A devilish smile spreads across my face. “I can’t let you go downstairs with that.” I thrust against his fully hard cock. “Now can I? People will think I haven’t done my job,” I tease.

Quick smiles, moving faster than I was expecting and within seconds, his dick’s covered and pushing into my readily swollen pussy.

“Fuck, yeah,” we both say in unison.

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