Page 64 of Playboy For Hire

My heart thudded. I knew this was dangerous. I was breaking my own rules. But Quinn was right there, pressed up against me. I just wanted to feel good tonight, just wanted to forget the mess with my family and give in to what I wanted.

His pupils were wide as I looked at him in the mirror, and when he spoke, his voice was breathy. “I thought you didn’t hook up with clients.”

“You’re not a client right now.”

“I thought you said this shouldn’t happen again.”

“I said I don’t do relationships. But if we both know this is strictly casual…”

I wasn’t worried about Quinn getting attached. I was worried aboutme. I was the one with the no-relationships policy. But wasn’t it possible to care about Quinn as a friend, and want him sexually, and keep those two things separate?

“Then there’s no reason we can’t have fun,” he finished for me.

He grinned at me in the mirror. I turned him around and kissed him. I wanted him so badly, and I wanted him to know that. I tried to show him, with lips and tongue and teeth. I kissed himdeeply, exploring his mouth as his fingers dug into my shoulders and back.

Somehow, I had the presence of mind to push the bedroom door closed. I wasn’t sure if Amir and Raf were still home, but there was no need to give them a show if they were.

Quinn and I stumbled towards the bed, pulling off shirts and shoes as we went. I was so hard already. Quinn got me riled up in the worst way, making me desperate. I craved the feeling of his body pressed up against mine.

My only worry was that I might come too soon. I didn’t want to come off as inexperienced, or too young. I wanted Quinn to see us as being on the same level.

My hands went to his waist, undoing his belt and pushing his pants and boxer-briefs down. He kicked out of them as I tugged my joggers and boxers off. God, his cock was amazing. I’d been daydreaming about it for what felt like forever, but it was even better than I remembered.

And now that we were both naked, a new desire filled me. Yes, I wanted his body against mine, but what I wanted even more was his cock in my mouth. How was it possible that until a few weeks ago, I’d never wanted that before? That I’d been missing out on this desire, this part of myself, for so long?

Was I bisexual? Quinn-sexual? I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t particularly care, not as long as Quinn was right there with me.

I pushed him against the edge of the bed, then knelt down on the hardwood floor. I brought my left hand to his thigh, my right to the base of his cock, and looked up at him hungrily.

“I want to suck you off.”

“You don’t have to.” He closed his eyes as I stroked his shaft.

“When will you believe that I want you?”

“Um, check back with me in like, three thousand years?”

I rolled my eyes. “Shut up and let me suck your dick.”

He laughed, but brought his hands to my shoulders and tugged me up. “Fine. But there’s no need to ruin your knees in the process.”

“Fine,” I grumbled. “I offer him a blow job and it’sfine.”

He tugged me to the bed, laying me down, then rolling on top of me. A frisson of pleasure ran down my back as his cock rubbed against mine. We were both leaking precum. I wanted to touch him again, but he gathered both my hands and pushed them against the pillows above my head.

“It’s more than fine,” he said, nipping at my lower lip. “And so are you.”

His mouth trailed across my jaw and down onto my neck. He sucked the skin there into his mouth, worrying it with his teeth. I loved the heat of it, the tiny bite of pain amid the pleasure.

I was going to have a hickey tomorrow. The thought made my cock throb. Quinn liked me enough to want to mark me. To say,I was here. I touched you. Tasted you. Wanted you.

I liked this version of Quinn, confident and in charge. It was unexpected, but a turn on. I relished his lips and hands on my body.

Finally, I flipped us over, so he was the one on his back. I looked down at him hesitantly. “Just tell me if it’s bad, okay?”

He chuckled. “I can’t imagine it being that bad.”

“But you’ll tell me how you want it? How you like it?”

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