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Jax

When I wake on Thursday morning, it takes a moment for my eyes to adjust to the sunlight streaming into the room. It’s bright- a littletoobright, I realize as I try to roll over. I quickly discover that I can’t because my arm is trapped beneath a sleeping Quinn beside me, and as my mind starts to wake up, it registers that this isn’t my room; I’m not in my bed. I must’ve fallen asleep here last night, and if the brightness of the sunlight is any indication, we’ve both overslept.

Quinn and I haven’t been able to stay away from one another for the past few days; it’s like now that we’ve given in, we’re both insatiable. Monday’s little romp in the forest only left me wanting more, and Tuesday night we went for a drive, parked, and did it in the back seat of my truck. I didn’t think I’d see Quinn last night- she said she was going to be hanging out with her friends- but when I got a late night text from her inviting me to sneak into her room, you know I jumped at the chance.

I never intended to stay the night, though. It’s risky enough for me to sneak into her room in the dark, but sneaking out in the daylight? This is definitely going to be a challenge. I carefully extract my arm from underneath Quinn, sitting up in bed and scrubbing a hand over my face. Then I glance down at the sleeping beauty next to me and I’m immediately distracted. She’s curled on her side with her back to me, the sheets skimming across her waist. Her chocolate brown hair and tan skin contrast against the crisp white of her sheets, and the sight of her laid bare has me sporting morning wood.

I know I can’t wake up beside Quinn like this often, but damn do I feel like a lucky son of a bitch to have the privilege of doing so this morning. Never one to squander an opportunity, I lean down to press a kiss to her shoulder, stroking a hand along her back. She stirs at my touch as I trail kisses up her neck, until my mouth hovers beside her ear.

“Hey beautiful, you’d better wake up,” I rasp, brushing Quinn’s hair out of her face with my fingertips.

“Mmmm,” she hums, shifting to her back as her eyes flutter open. When they meet mine, the corners of her lips tip up into a smile. “Good morning, Jaxon.”

Her husky morning voice is so damn sexy. It’s definitely a sound I wouldn’t mind waking up to every morning- though I know I shouldn’t be thinking things like that. There are so many reasons that Quinn and I can’t be together. Hell, we shouldn’t even be doingthis.

Now that she’s rolled to her back, she’s got her gorgeous boobs on full display for me. I can’t help myself- I have to reach out and cup them with both hands, loving the way they spill out of my hands when I squeeze them.

“Why are you so fucking sexy?” I growl, attaching my mouth to one of her nipples and rolling it gently between my teeth.

Quinn lets out a little gasp, arching her back and burying her fingers in my hair. “Mmm… keep doing that.”

Fuck this girl drives me crazy. I take my time with one nipple, then switch to the other. All the while, she’s humming and moaning softly and massaging my scalp with her fingernails.I could get used to this…

I mentally scold myself for that thought. Why the fuck do I keep thinking to myself that this could be something it never can?

“What time is it?” she asks groggily.

“Too fucking late,” I murmur against her soft skin. I look up at her, resting my chin between her tits. “I’m not gonna be able to sneak outta here without someone seeing me, so looks like we’ll just have to stay in bed all day.”

Quinn drags an arm up behind her head, still rubbing my scalp with her other hand as she gazes down at me. “Did you snooze my alarm or something?”

I chuckle and start trailing soft kisses down to her flat stomach. “I don’t think you ever set one, doll.”

“Ugh,” she groans in frustration, but it’s so similar to a groan of pleasure that it makes my dick twitch against her thigh.

“So whaddya say?” I rumble against her skin, kissing around her cute little innie belly button. The closer I get to the apex of her thighs, the faster her breathing becomes. “Shirk our responsibilities and stay in bed all day?”

“Mmm I wish…” she pants, but even as her words are telling me no, her body betrays her. Quinn’s thighs part and she pushes her palm gently against the top of my head, showing me where she wants my mouth. I offer no resistance, allowing her to guide my head down between her legs until my breath is fanning over her bare pussy.

“You sure, baby?” I murmur, pressing my tongue forward and slowly dragging it up her slit. When the tip of it comes in contact with her hard little clit, her body jolts. Then I pull back, gazing up at her and raising a brow in challenge.

Quinn lets out a little whimper, arching off of the bed. She tries to lift her pussy to my mouth, but I grip both of her hips, holding her in place. Then I lean forward again, tracing a slow circle around her clit with the tip of my tongue and giving it a little flick before withdrawing my contact and looking up again, my lips tipping up into a smirk. “Hm?”

“Stop fucking torturing me,” she grumbles, burying both hands in my hair and shoving my head back down to her greedy little pussy. The scent of her arousal is thick, sweet and tantalizing as I press a soft kiss to her pussy lips, chuckling against her wet heat. I feel a shiver run through her body at the vibration it creates against her most sensitive place, and let’s be honest, I’m torturing myself here, too. She’s so fucking sexy, so hot and ready for me in this moment that I’m powerless to keep withholding what we both so desperately want.

I dive forward, licking into her, tasting her as her thighs slam around my ears. Quinn reaches beside her for a pillow, clamping it over her face to muffle her screams as I go to work. I fuck her with my tongue, lap along her slit, suck her clit into my mouth. When I’ve got her panting, writhing, I screw one of my digits into her tight little hole, then another, pumping them in and out while I tease her clit with my mouth. It’s too much for her, and within minutes she’s coming undone, her body shuddering with her orgasm as she cries out into the pillow.

She’s still trembling when I crawl up body, shoving the pillow aside and pressing a rough kiss to her lips, letting her taste herself on my tongue. Then I start rubbing the head of my hard dick along her slit, her body rocking in an aftershock of her orgasm when it comes in contact with her throbbing clit. I line up with her entrance and plunge into her slowly, my dick plundering her tight pussy while my tongue plunders her mouth. As I pick up my pace, I swallow her moans, my hands raking up the sides of her waist, reaching between us to knead her perfect tits.

We’re both completely lost in each other when a sharp knock comes at the door, breaking the spell. We freeze, staring into one another’s wide, panic-filled eyes.

Then comes another knock, followed by a voice on the other side of the door. “Quinn?”

I feel a tightness in my belly like I’ve been punched in the gut. It sounds like one of the twins- likely Brooke, considering Quinn’s close with her. The same Brooke who just happens to be Theo’s mate.

“Shit,” Quinn hisses under her breath, pushing at my chest from underneath me. My dick’s still inside of her and damnit I don’t want to stop.

“Shh,” I whisper, cupping Quinn’s face in a hand, staring into her big hazel eyes as I grind my hips against hers. “Maybe she’ll go away.”

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