Page 10 of Midnight Oil

"Quinn," she whispered as she spread her feet wider to expose herself more. My hands gripped her ass, and she sucked in a sharp breath. In my fog of wanting her, I'd forgotten about the terrible bruise on her hip. I relaxed my grip but still held her firmly against my probing tongue. She gripped my hair and held my head to keep my mouth against her.

With just my mouth, I brought her quickly to a shuddering climax. Her fingers wound tightly around my hair and her groans of pleasure rolled down over my back. Her knees seemed to weaken as I licked away the last few waves of pleasure.

I pushed to my feet. Her long lashes fluttered at the end of heavy lids and a pink blush covered her skin. Once again I lifted her into my arms.

She rested her head against my chest. "A girl could get used to being carried around in these arms," she said drowsily.

I lowered her down on my bed, taking care not to press against her sore hip. She stretched and sighed in comfort. "Oh my gosh, your bed quilt is even softer than the towel." She stared up at me as I loomed over the bed, taking pure fucking pleasure in seeing her stretched out on my blanket.

"Aren't you going to get undressed?" she asked.

I knew my answer before she asked it. I shook my head. "This night is for you, Suzy Q. I'm going to show you what it's like to be loved, adored and admired."

"I believe all those words mean essentially the same thing, but I'm fine with any one of them." She chuckled lightly as she sat up on the bed. She reached back and pulled the knot out of her hair. It cascaded over her shoulders and tickled the tops of her breasts. "It's been awhile since I've been adored or admired."

"That is where you are wrong. Now relax back against those pillows. I'll be right back."

I practically skated to the bathroom for the CBD oil. I hurried back to the bedroom, all the while reminding myself that this wasn't the night. It was going to take every ounce of my self-control but tonight wasn't for me. I wanted her badly, so badly that I was sure I wouldn't think straight. But her hip was sore and what she needed tonight was tender loving care. And I planned to give her plenty of it.

I stepped into my bedroom and smiled at the woman reclining against my pillows. She looked so perfectly right in my bed.

I held up the oil. "Let's start the pamper session, milady."

Eight

Suzy

It was only my hip and some soothing oil rubbed on the terribly tender reminder of my night, but it warmed me to the core. Quinn had brought me so easily to climax with just his tongue, I could only imagine what he would be like in the full throes of passion.

His hand moved past the bruise. He gently nudged me to turn onto my stomach where he spread the silky oil over my ass. The bed moved under his weight as he moved his knees closer and leaned down over me.

"I think this might help you relax." His voice rolled over me as a soft blindfold covered my eyes.

Instinctively, I reached for the blindfold. It was a new experience. I was trying to decide if I was experiencing excitement or fright. Quinn took hold of my wrist and moved my hand away from the blindfold.

His mouth pressed against my ear. "Trust me, Suzy Q," he whispered. I'd made up my mind. It was excitement that was made more intense by a sliver of fright.

Quinn pushed my hair away and kissed the back of my neck, sending a shiver of delight through my entire body.

"Hmm, I think I found a magic spot to kiss." His deep voice drifted over me like a warm blanket. He kissed the back of my neck again, then planted a long trail of hot kisses down my back. His hands massaged the oil into my skin. As he smoothed it over my ass cheeks, he lowered his mouth to kiss each one.

Moisture pooled between my legs. All I could think about was having him yank me to my knees to take me right then. The damn bruise on my hip seemed to be holding him back. Then my erotic wish seemed to come true. He pushed a pillow under me lifting my ass high in the air.

"Please, Quinn, I want this." How easily I'd slipped past reasonable thought and into pleading, but his hands and mouth had once again made me delirious with need.

Blindfolded, I rested my face against the pillow. My fingers gripped the sheets and I listened intently for pants to be unbuttoned, a condom package to rip open, some kind of sign that I would soon find that anticipated explosive release. The mattress moved and lifted. Footsteps padded across the floor. I waited for the sound of clothes dropping to the floor but it never came.

The footsteps neared again. Curiosity made me reach for the blindfold, but he took hold of my wrist before I could lift it. A tiny buzzing sound followed. I lifted my head from the pillow but didn't take off the blindfold.

"Relax, milady, this special toy came in this month's subscription box and now I've found the perfect use for it." He pressed the heavily lubricated vibrator against my ass first to ease me into the feel of it.

I startled at first. He leaned over and kissed my back to relax me. My body melted into the soft quilt, but my fingers still clutched it in anticipation. My pussy ached for attention. I lifted my ass higher in invitation.

His mouth moved down to my ass again and he kissed and bit my skin as he slid the vibrator along the crack and down between my legs. I moved my thighs wider and pushed my knees forward, my throbbing pussy searching, waiting and begging for attention. The slick round tip gently gyrated against the folds of my pussy. I cried out in relief as Quinn slid the vibrator into me. A small vibrating protrusion settled against my clit. A low moan rolled up from my chest as I clenched the vibrator inside of me.

"Do you like that, baby?" Quinn's low voice melted over me.

"Yes, fuck, yes," I sighed into the pillow.

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