About Last Night (16 page)

Quinn groaned and squeezed them harder than I expected. “I want to undress you, Maya. Please let me undress you.”

“Yes,” I rasped, lifting my arms to give him better access.

In one swift movement, my dress was lifted over my head, an arm hooked around my back, and then I was falling. Planting my front to his, Quinn pulled me down with him. We lay side-by-side, facing each other. My eyes, adjusted to the low light, peered up into his. I saw his smile and returned it.

His smile faltered. “I want you to touch my cock.”

I didn’t need further encouragement. I was already turned on. This was Matt freaking Quinn! How could I not be turned on?

But then he added, “But I want you to see it. I’d like to turn the lights back on.”

No!
my mind yelled.

He must’ve sensed my hesitation, because he took my hands in his and promised, “Only a little. I can dim the lights, Maya. I just want to see your beautiful body. I want you to see me too.” Releasing one hand, he cupped my cheek and looked me in the eye. “Do you think I would do anything to hurt or embarrass you?”

My answer was immediate. “No.” Because Matt Quinn was not
that
guy.

“Please.”

My response was a whispered, “Okay.”

He squeezed my hands, pecked at my pouting lips, and then stood, walking across the room. As soon as the lights came back on, I squeezed my eyes closed until I felt the bed depress. My eyes fluttered and I focused on Quinn’s smiling face. “You okay?”

“Yeah.”

He gently took me by the wrists and brought them down between our bodies, watching me all the while. My fingers came into contact with something long, hard, and thick.

My mouth gaped. Quinn smirked. It was bigger than I expected. Why on earth would I want
that
for my first time? I could be a giant turd sometimes.

He guided my hands until they were firmly wrapped around him, my small hands unable to meet around the thickness of him. With his hands over mine, he moved them up and down in slow motion. His breathing shallow, he ground out, “Look down, baby.”

That was not as much a question as it was an order, and it made my nipples bead at the same time my stomach coiled with lust. I looked down.

My skin was pale against him. He was olive. I was alabaster. My hands looked small under his. He worked my hand up and down over his cock and I whispered, “Oh my.”

Oh my, indeed.

He was beautiful. Long and thick and strong. I wanted to play with him, but didn’t know how. When I looked up again, Quinn had closed his eyes, lost in the sensation of my skin on his. I liked that. It gave me a newfound sense of courage. “Quinn?”

He opened his eyes to look at me and watched me under his hooded gaze. “Yes, Maya?”

I stalled a moment before I let out, “Can I please suck your cock?”

Chapter Twenty-Three

Quinn

My response was gravelly. “When you ask me something that nicely, I’ll let you do just about anything to me.”

She blushed, averting her doe-eyed gaze. “I-I’d like to try.”

Shit. She didn’t even need to ask nicely. I’d let her do whatever she wanted.

Moving slowly, I turned to sit on the edge of the bed with my feet firmly on the ground. I looked back at her and explained, “For a beginner, this will be easier.” I took a pillow from the bed and placed it between my spread legs. Palming my needy cock, I nudged my head. “Come over here, baby. Kneel between my legs. I’ll show you how it’s done.”

She walked around the bed and kneeled by my feet, looking somewhat submissive. My cock jumped in my hand. She spotted it and licked her lips. “Take it,” I ordered. She did. She worked it just like I’d shown her how. “Harder. Faster.” She jerked me just the way I liked.

I looked down at her sweet face, cupped her cheeks, and brought my head down to her. Her hands on my cock, I kissed her hard, pulled back, and then ran my thumb over her pink, swollen lips. “Suck my cock, Maya.”

She swallowed hard then nodded, bringing her head down. I watched carefully, placing these memories in a reserved part of my brain. This was going to be the image I jerked off to. Maya’s lips parted and she pressed them to the tip of my cock, her small tongue darting out to lick me. I hissed.

She pulled back, looking guilty. “I’m sorry!”

I thrust into her hands. “Do it again. That was incredible.”

Looking stunned, she lowered her face and licked me again. My entire body shuddered. That was new.

My eyes closed. “Yeah, baby. Now put your mouth around me. Suck me gently at first.” Her lips surrounded me and I couldn’t remember a time when head was as good as this. I peered down at her and instructed, “Use your hands, Maya. Jerk me while you suck me. Work your mouth up and down. Don’t try to take too much or you’ll gag.”

Oh, man. Maya followed instructions like a pro. She licked then sucked me, making it halfway down my cock, then back up again. Her hands worked me till I was harder than a fucking rock. She became more comfortable, bolder, as she went on. I groaned, my hips gently thrusting into her mouth. Her eyes open, she growled around me, and it vibrated around my cock.

I pulled back, gripping my cock as tight as I could while placing a hand on Maya’s shoulder to push her back a little. “Holy shit. That’ll do for now, babe.”

She watched the hand squeezing my cock then looked back up at me. “What happened?”

Panting lightly, I explained, “I didn’t want to come in your mouth. That can be a shock for a first timer. Also, as horny as I am, it would’ve been a load and a half. I didn’t want to choke you.”

Her surprised expression turned soft. She smiled up at me and bunched her nose adorably. “I almost made you come?”

I glared down at her, but softened it with a smile. “Nobody likes a gloater, Maya.”

Placing her hands on my knees, she stood and clapped her hands together. “Now what?” I could’ve sworn she almost looked excited.

I reached out and gripped her waist, pulling her close to me. Splaying my hands on her hips, I buried my nose in the valley between her breasts. “Now I get to play.”

My fingers toying at the waist of her pastel pink silken panties, my gaze flew up to her breasts and the matching pink of her bra. She looked so innocent. It was easy to forget her inexperience when she looked at me with those heated eyes.

My eyes on hers, I reached behind her and undid her bra in one smooth motion. My gaze narrowed, daring her to object. I was surprised when she didn’t. “I’m going to touch and kiss you now. If I do anything you don’t like, what are you going to say?”

Her bra tumbled down her arms and onto the floor between us. “Hold,” she uttered weakly. My hands slid up her waist, gently over her ribs, and then farther up till I held her breasts in my greedy hands. They were delectable, slightly more than a handful. Her pink nipples stood erect and proud. I couldn’t help myself. I lowered my lips to one and sucked it into my ravenous mouth.

Her hands flew to the back of my head, clutching it, holding me close to her. The gasp that followed fuelled me.

I sucked one before moving on to the other. I listened to her pant and moan as I squeezed the opposite breast of the one I had my mouth on. I plucked at one nipple as I lapped at the other. I was in Heaven. My cock needed contact; it was all but begging for it. I reached behind me to one of the hands at my head, grasped it, and then lowered it to my hard length. She didn’t need encouragement. She jerked me as I nipped her taut bud then laved it with my tongue.

She liked having her breasts played with. I liked playing with breasts.

Tonight would go just fine
, I thought.

Once again on the verge of coming, I grated, “On the bed.”

Not giving her a chance to move herself, I stood, picked her up, and laid her down on top of the covers. The dimmed light meant Maya could have comfort, but I could see everything. Looking down at her curvy body, I placed my hand on her stomach and ran my fingers over the pattern I’d seen earlier. She had a tattoo on her lower stomach. It was a tattoo of lace that went across her belly then curled around her right hip, and lower onto her left thigh. She was getting me so hot that I wanted to run my tongue over it.

My gaze caught hers. I plucked at her panties. “I’m taking these off. And after I finish admiring you, I’m going to eat your pussy till you come.”

She went rigid. Her eyes widened before she shut them tightly and her body relaxed. I took that as permission. Hooking my fingers at either sides of her waist, I lowered the scrap of silk then glanced down at her naked body.

My heart beat faster. She was beautiful. I hadn’t known what I had done to get the business of such a pretty, funny, sweet lady, but I was glad for it. I hoped our friendship would continue after this was over. In fact, I prayed it would. I liked Maya. I liked her a lot.

Still lying with her eyes closed, I smiled. I lowered my face to hers and captured her mouth in a soft kiss. “You don’t have to look, sweet Maya. Just feel, baby. Let me take care of you.”

To my surprise, she lifted her face to kiss me once again. Her full lips on mine felt like she should be getting paid for this encounter, not me. She breathed, “Okay, Quinn.”

I kissed my way down her body, a trail from her cheek, down to the valley between her breasts, farther down to her soft belly, over to her hip. I nipped at her hipbone before losing the battle and running my tongue over the entire length of her tattoo. From one hip to the other, I licked, nipped, and kissed her velvet skin, taking joy in her low sigh of arousal.

Taking my hand, I lowered it to the neat and trimmed area between her thighs, softly running my fingertips over it, stroking it. Honestly, I liked a woman with fuzz. There was nothing sexy about a woman who looked like a little girl.
Yuck.

I gently grasped her knees and parted them. Maya’s hands flew up to her face, shielding her eyes. I smiled and shook my head.

This couldn’t be easy for her. Here I was, a man she hardly knew, treating her in an extremely intimate way. It had to be difficult, but she was handling it better than expected.

Parting her legs, I pushed them up to the bed at the knee. She needed to be comfortable for this to be pleasurable. I lay between her spread legs and looked my fill.

She was as pink in the pussy as she was at the nipple. Pink was definitely her color. I lowered my nose and breathed in the sweet scent that made my mouth water. She smelled delicious. I couldn’t wait to taste her, so I didn’t.

Placing my mouth directly at her center, I kissed her where she’d never been kissed before. Maya stiffened. I kept going. My tongue swiped the warm, slick, sweet flesh and I groaned. I felt pre-cum bead at the head of my cock. I went on, licking her slowly, tasting her before I spread her open with my fingers and delved inside. Maya cried out again and again.

It was strange. I could feel her virginity on my tongue. She tasted pure, untouched. The flavor of her was driving me wild.

What I intended to be a pleasant first experience quickly turned into a rushed frenzy. I needed to eat her; I felt possessed. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn sweet. I could eat your pussy all day long, baby.”

This was the first time I had uttered those words and
meant
them.

Maya whimpered under me. I flicked her nub with my tongue before taking it into my mouth and sucking gently. Her back came off the bed as she let out a keening cry. “Shit! Oh, my God!”

I grinned as I remembered the words Maya cried as she came over the phone. I was on the right track. She was almost there.

“Jesus, baby. I want to fuck you so bad. My cock is aching for you.”

Maya cried out louder than before. She liked dirty talk. Another thing we had in common.

Reaching up, I rolled her nipples between my fingers as I sucked on her clit. She moaned a tortured, “Sweet Jesus! Oh, God! Oh, shit!
Quinn
!”

I dropped my mouth to lap at her wet entrance while nudging her clit with my nose. Then suddenly, her body went rigid. She let out a low groan a moment before her pussy convulsed wildly around my tongue. Wetness seeped into my mouth. I drank it up like I was dehydrated and she was the only thing that would cure my thirst.

That, my friends, was the taste of victory. And I lapped it up. Every. Last. Drop.

After beating down my ego-swelling head, I lay beside Maya, taking in her soft smile of satisfaction. “Are you okay?”

Without opening her eyes, she smiled harder. “Okay is not a good enough word to explain what I’m feeling right now.”

That got her a grin. “Good.”

Then she turned to me, eyes on mine, the very picture of innocence. “But doesn’t it…?” She drifted off.

I rest my hand on her bare hip, running my thumb over it. “This is a safe place. You can ask me anything.”

She scrunched her nose. “Doesn’t it taste funky?”

I fought my laughter. Rather than responding, I brought my mouth to hers. “Here,” I uttered a moment before my lips met hers. She sighed against my lips and I deepened the kiss, slipping my tongue into her mouth, coaxing her to taste herself. Pulling back, I whispered by her ear, “That’s what you taste like.”

She blinked. Then blinked again before responding with, “It doesn’t taste like I thought it would.” With a blush, she admitted, “It tastes…okay.”

I shook my head. “No. It tastes better than okay, baby. It tastes like ambrosia, and if you weren’t so sensitive down there right now, I’d eat your sweet pussy all over again.”

She pulled a face that I registered as embarrassment. She lightly chastised me, “
Quinn
!”

I don’t know what came over me. I was horny, and something about Maya made me bossy. I wanted all of her. “Kiss me.” This was not a request. This was a demand. An order.

Maya’s sleepy eyes searched my face a second before she scooched closer. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she pulled me in. And I was curious. How would it feel to be kissed by Maya under her terms? I had initiated kisses all night. I wanted her to show me how she liked to be kissed.

She placed a small kiss to my lips. My hands snaked around her waist. She kissed me again, a little firmer this time. I reached down to squeeze her ass. She tilted her head slightly and pressed a soft, wet kiss onto my mouth. My cock jerked against her belly. At my body’s response, Maya kissed me once more, bolder this time. She pushed her breasts into me, and my mouth parted in need.

Her lips on mine, I took in Maya’s kisses. They made my head swim. She kissed me softly yet firmly. She kissed me the way a woman would kiss her man. I couldn’t blame her; she didn’t yet know the difference between sex and making love, and if this was what Maya wanted, I would give it to her.

I was stunned at my body’s reaction to her tame kisses. I was burning up. I kissed her back a moment before pulling away long enough to utter a steady, “Maya…we’re going to have sex now.”

My eyes trained on hers, I watched the beautiful moment when hesitation slid out of Maya’s mind. With a shy smile, she whispered, “I know. I want to.”

Reaching up, I ran my fingers down her cheek. “Are you sure?”

She ran her hand down my chest to rest at my stomach. “Yes. I’m ready.”

That was all I needed to hear. Gently pushing her back on the bed, I took a pillow and lifted Maya to place it under her hips. At the confused look on her face, I clarified, “It helps, really.”

I reached under the pillow by her head and grabbed hold of the small foil packet. Putting it to my mouth, I ripped it open with expert skill. Just as I was about to place it on myself, I hesitated then looked at her. “You want to put it on? Do you know how?”

Maya’s brow bunched. “I haven’t done it in a long time, but, sure, I’ll give it a try.” My brow furrowed. Before I could ask her who she’d been putting condoms on, she scooted forward, took the condom from my fingers, and added, “Of course, this isn’t sex ed, and you’re a lot bigger than a banana.”