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I blinked once. Twice, “Oh, wow.” I knew they had to be women, ex-girlfriends, lovers, a simple G****e search by Hannah all those weeks ago had provided tons of photographs of Ian with models and famous actresses and even a royal princess I think clinging to his arm in events like this one. “Maureen is an ambitious woman, also cunning, which makes her a formidable opponent. Coming from simple origins, she’s had to work for everything she has, I always got the vibe that she felt herself better, stronger, smarter than the likes of us, born lucky into prestigious families beautiful, pampered all our lives,” She executed a light shrug, somehow making the action seem compelling. “I just think she’s envious” I suppose I’d take her word for it. I brought my glass to my lips and took a small sip and Johanna went on. “From her actions, she set her sights on Quinn a long time ago” “That’s… that’s, interesting” I wasn’t sure what else to say. In truth it was a bit unexpected, I had no idea
My heart is in my throat as I unbuckled my shoes pounding so hard I swear I felt lightheaded. I kicked them aside and slipped out of my dress, the silk material pooling at my feet. There’s no going back now. You can do this. He’s just a man and it’s just sex. Well, the hottest man on the face of the planet and I’ve only ever done it once before. I just know it’s going to be very different from the first time and as much as I was looking forward to it. Nerves swam in my belly and I swooned with anticipation. Girl, get it together! I had a man to seduce. I slipped off my jewelry tossing the pearls on the vanity and moved to the bathroom in my underwear janking out the Bobby pins holding my hair up in a pretty updo. Now down, I run my fingers through the tresses and sucked in a deep breath in front of the mirror. I wondered about my make up, I'll leave that for later, then I returned to my closet. I picked up the see through negligee Hannah had convinced me to purchase a few
I thought about what to do with my hands then settled them on the bed beside me “D-do we have protection?” “Are you on something?” I nodded. Glad Hannah had pushed me on getting a shot the last time. “That’s enough” his hand glided over my chest and he cupped one breast “I want to fuck you raw, with nothing between us,” his fingers plucked at my nipple. My belly tightened. “What about-?”He braced one hand over me and collared my throat with the other kissing me again. “I haven’t been with anyone in months and I get tested regularly, I know you haven’t fucked in years” he murmured against my skin.My fingers swept through his hand, the other on his back as I touched him, I couldn’t get over touching him. He peppered kissed on my neck, kissed down my chest, and took my nipple into his mouth one after the other. Sucking lightly his other hand moved between my thighs and he rubbed me slowly, getting me wet with light teasing touches. The back of his knuckles ran over my clit, takin
My eyes blinked open, I wanted to ask what we’d been doing the past half an hour if not exactly that. But I held back and nodded. He pecked my lips and pulled back until he was resting on his shins, his cock still lodged inside me, Ian hooked one of my legs over his waist and threw the other over his shoulder. And then he began to move. The angle was deeper than before, every time he slammed into me, my boobs bounced. He fucked me long and hard, pounding into my cunt I threw my arms above me to brace against the headboard. His hips retracted and slammed back so quickly, my one leg held against his chest at the thigh as leverage, the sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room along with my cries of pleasure as he claimed my pussy. I looked at him then, his head thrown back, lips parted, beads of sweat lining his chest, his abs contracting as he pistoned into me repeatedly. He looked glorious. Like a Viking warrior claiming his spoils after a bloody battle. The sigh
I swayed slightly, my knees shaking as I made my way past the adjoining door to my room in the morning. The muscles in my hips and thighs ached, don’t get me started on the place in between. True to his words, he kept me up for hours last night. I didn’t know someone could fuck so much in one night. He had laid me on my side at some point and moved into me from behind, dragged me to the end of the bed with my ass hanging off the edge, my legs around his waist, he fucked me while standing, the force of his thrust with his feet planted on the floor was devastating. Switching various positions like something out of an x X-rated movie, some of them I had no idea even existed and he blew my mind each time. Then he took me again from behind, he really enjoyed that position, and I felt it was going to become a favorite of mine as well, the depths when he pounded me in that position was insane, and the fact that I had to stare there and take it, my face planted in the mattress had me com
Not long after, I balanced the tray on one hand, supporting it slightly against the door then turned the door now with the other before quickly grasping the tray back in both hands and letting myself in. I smiled sheepishly to see Ian is still in bed lying partly on his front, a hand tucked under the pillow beneath his head. The sheets are twisted carelessly, covering his trim waist, tight ass and strong thighs. I noted one foot sticking out as I crossed into the room, placed the tray to rest on the bed, and carefully perched beside him. Even in sleep, the sight of his took my breath away. How could one person be so handsome?Warm tanned skin stretched over contours of thick muscles, his arm bulging at the biceps where it’s folded under the pillow. Long sooty black lashes cast a shadow over his cheeks. I couldn’t help running my fingers through his sleep mussed up hair. One green eye popped open lazily, still dazed from sleep, but no less beautiful. He caught my wrist and brought
** The sun is shining brightly when I blink awake in his bed, the tray is gone and so is Ian. I stumbled into my room for the second time that day. Maybe I’ll have that long bath after all, I decided when I sighted myself in the mirror. I rolled the sheets into a ball and dump it in the hamper and get a bath running. Five minutes later I’m settled in snacking on a chocolate bar and some orange juice with Selena Gomez playing from the speakers. I always found her voice soothing. I blinked at my basket of hair products on the bench. I should have done the wash in the shower but I didn’t think my legs would hold me up. I took another bite of chocolate, in a bit, just let me regain my strength. ***After cleaning up, I head to the living room for an actual lunch and called Hannah but she doesn’t pick so I leave her a voice message I click send just as I turn left and bump into someone who seemed to be standing in place. I recognize is farmilar scent before looking up. “Hi” I say
I put down my phone when the bathroom door opens and Ian steps out, the scent of cool woodsy aftershave following in his wake, the tight muscles along his torso bunched as his arm moves the towel through his hair had me yawning, I wiped at my eyes sleepily with one hand and I’m reminded of when I walked in on him all those months ago. Then, I’d blotted as fast as my legs could carry me. Now I snuggled deeper into the pillow and hugged the sheets to my chest and I watched. Because I can. He wasn't the only one who could look now, I couldn't now, and I did it a lot. Clothed or unclothed, Ian Quinn was a work of art. My eyes followed a single trail of water as it ran from his damp hair down his thigh throat to the swells of his shoulder, that tiny drop of water might just be teasing me because it rolled between his pecs my lips parted when it followed the path of his abs, my mouth drying as I followed it down, down to the happy trail of dark hair his abdomen to the trim patch of