Page 111 of Hard Hitter

“What do I need to do?” Rae asked, looking up at him from beneath her long eyelashes. “I want to make this as close to your fantasy as possible.”

Quinn’s breath hitched as his pulse kicked up a notch.

Fuck, this girl is amazing.

He swallowed hard, wondering where to start. He was good at giving commands during sex. Why did this feel so different? He felt like he was actually a love-struck teen again, and the girl in front of him was completely out of his league. Out of reach. But here she was. And she wanted to do everything she could to make this just right for him.

Goddamn, how did I get so lucky?

With one last shuddering breath, he pushed through the giddiness he felt and focused on making this perfect for both of them. “On your knees,” he said, his voice managing to sound confident. “I want to see your lips wrapped around my cock.”

Rae’s eyes darkened with lust before she lowered herself to her knees, still holding his cock in her hand. She licked the length of him up to the tip, circling her tongue around it before taking him deep into her mouth. He loved how deep she could take him, even though he could tell she had to stretch her mouth to fit around him. Quinn held her hair back in a messy bun in his fist and watched as she devoured him. She moaned and he felt the vibration of it on his dick. His eyes threatened to roll back as he thrust slowly into her, bracing himself again with a hand on the shower wall.

He grunted as he thrusted into her mouth again, a little rougher this time. He’d never fucked her mouth like this, always letting her take control when she went down on him, but goddamn, he was having a hard time not getting carried away.

Another moan vibrated up his cock, telling him she was enjoying his roughness. Her hand and mouth now worked up and down his length.Fuck, he was hard. But his fantasy didn’t end here. He still wanted to undress her. He wanted to explore her body. Though he’d done it several times, he wanted to pretend it was his first. He wanted to make sure he licked and kissed and tasted every inch of her, like he’d dreamed about doing when she was his untouchable, unreachable obsession.

God, that mouth felt so good on him, but he had to bring her to her feet. He watched as she took him in and out a few more times, then tightened his grip in her hair, pulling upward slightly. He groaned and whispered hoarsely, “Get up here, baby.”

Slowly, Rae got to her feet, his hand still tangled in her hair. He tugged, angling her head back so that her neck was arched and exposed. Quinn dipped his mouth, kissing and sucking at the skin below her jaw. Trailing his tongue down her neck and back up to her mouth. “God, Rae, that mouth of yours,” he growled into her lips. His mouth came over hers hard and possessive, his tongue wrestling with hers, tasting her, claiming her. “Do you have any idea how much power you have over me when you use your mouth like that?” He met her lips with another dominating kiss, his fist still wrapped in her dripping wet hair.

Letting his hand drop, he took hold of her hips and spun her around. Quinn pressed his chest to her back, his rock hard length against her ass. From her shoulders, he smoothed both hands down her arms as he bowed his head to her ear, biting it before whispering, “Tell me, Rae...did you wear this sexy bikini just for me that day?”

As he traced his fingers back up her arms, she nodded, “Yes.”

Quinn groaned, pressing himself against her further, “Correct answer.” His lips brushed the nape of her neck. “You had everyone staring, wishing they could have you. But they all knew you belonged to me.” His hands trailed down her arms one more time before wrapping one arm around Rae’s front, teasing her, slipping his fingers beneath her bikini bottoms, then back out. He watched the rise and fall of her breasts as she let out a needy whimper. Lips pressed to her wet skin, he whispered, “I’ll give you what you want, baby, but you’ll have to keep quiet. Think you can do that for me?”

Rae’s voice came out in a breathless moan, “Yes, Quinn.”

He slipped his fingers back into her bikini bottoms, dipping lower this time to find her clit. She leaned into him, biting her bottom lip as he rubbed and circled her most sensitive spot softly. He slipped his hand lower, sliding a finger inside her slick crease, and fuck was she wet. It took every bit of restraint he had to not bend her over and dive into her. He needed to feel her pussy wrapped around him, but he wanted to drag this teenage dream out as much as possible. His middle finger found her clit again, working and rubbing it on all sides, making sure to give Rae every bit of pleasure she deserved. A strangled moanescaped her as she struggled to bite it back, and she bucked her hips into him. He continued brushing his fingertips along her sensitive clit, and when finally a shiver rippled over her skin, he knew she was close. He thrusted one finger, then two inside her, pumping in and out steadily while the pad of his thumb circled and rubbed her clit.

She was wrapped around his fingers so tight, and he could tell she was losing the ability to hold back as her hands found his neck and slipped into his water-soaked hair, grasping frantically. It was like she was trying to physically hold onto the last bit of control in her body. She gasped and stuttered, “F-fuck, Quinn...oh my...feels s-so good.”

His hand holding her hips against him slid up and clamped over her mouth, “Shh, baby, you’re gonna get us caught.” Quinn’s lips grazed her ear as he whispered. Rae’s head lulled back into his chest and her moan came out muffled by his palm. Despite his warning, he didn’t let up or slow down. He could tell she was on the edge of ecstasy. “Come on, baby, come for me.”

Another moan was muffled by his hand on her mouth. Rae rocked her hips into him, grinding against his hand, craving friction. Fingers pumping, massaging, circling her in all the right places, he watched as another shiver came over her. Goosebumps sprinkled over her skin, even beneath the heat of the steaming hot water. Rae’s eyes shut tight, throwing her head back, strained with the sounds she wasn’t allowed to make. Quinn felt her warm, wet flesh contract hard around his fingers as she gave herself over to wave upon wave of pleasure.

He waited for her orgasm to subside before slipping his fingers out of her. He caught the waistband of her bikini bottoms with his fingertips and slid them down her legs, kissing and nibbling her body on the way down and back up. With one hand rubbing up and down her side, the other found the tie of her bikini top, undoing it with a quick snap. Dropping the top to the shower floor, he slid his hands around her and palmed her breasts, massaging and squeezing them, brushing his thumbs and fingertips over her pink nipples.

Taking his time still, he enjoyed the feel of her skin, her breasts soft and smooth in his hands. Again, he tried to imagine what his youngerself would have done in this moment- apart from coming instantly at the chance to touch Rae like this. He wanted to be inside her. Feel his cock fill her up and then release into her.

Quinn walked her forward a couple steps, grabbed her hands and placed them on the tile in front of her. Slowly, he smoothed his hands back up her arms, over her shoulders, and down her back to rest on her hips. Rae spread her legs, widening her stance slightly without having to be prompted now. He didn’t think he’d ever get enough of this view. That ass was something else, and the way she arched her back for him when he entered her had him in pieces every time.

Watching water drip down her back, Quinn grabbed his cock and stroked it up and down to the erotic sight before him. He could get off to this image alone and come all over her ass. He groaned at the thought, but he wanted to feel her wrapped around him. To make her come again. Make her legs quake so bad that she’d drop back to her knees if he didn’t hold her up.

“Remember, baby, don’t make a sound,” Quinn breathed, settling his hand at the base of his cock before gently and deliberately squeezing himself into her tight, wet heat. He sunk himself deep and let out a shuddering groan. Leaning over her, he bit her shoulder to try to muffle his own sounds. Rae’s head bowed forward, the arch in her back steepening closer to her hips, and her ass popped out toward him further. He wanted to smack it and hear the sound of his hand against her skin ring out but refrained.

They’d never been in a situation that required them to hold back. While letting it all go and being as wild as possible was a fantastic way to fuck, there was something about having to keep himself in check that was driving Quinn to his breaking point. Having to hold back, knowing they could get caught. This built up so much more tension than he was used to. The build alone was dizzying.

His thrusts started slow and deliberate as a way to keep control. But he quickly learned that going slow like this, he could feel everything. He felt every inch of him slide against her wet skin. Every contraction as she squeezed around him, wanting each and every bit of him to fillher up. This pace was torturous. Satisfying. Tormenting. Indulgent. He felt greedy with every thrust in and out, wanting to draw out each separate sensation and make it last.

The sound of Rae’s hollow, gasping breath told him that he wasn’t the only one finding pleasure in this new pace. Quinn kissed the nape of her neck, and bit and licked and sucked her skin, groaning as he slid all the way in and mostly out of her. Everything but the head of his dick pulled out, then he pushed himself in until he couldn’t press forward anymore. He watched as Rae’s hips rocked back and forth with the motion of his own hips. She was threatening to make him pick up tempo, rolling her hips a little faster, letting another needy whimper escape.

“Quinn…” Rae whispered through gasping breaths. “Quinn, you’re so hard, oh God.”

His head buried in her neck, he picked up his pace just slightly, and sent his thrusts with more force. Rae threw her head back, feeling the extra strength of his movements deep inside her. His hands found her tits again and he played with her nipples, rubbing them beneath his thumbs, massaging her breasts, then holding on tight as he pulled himself hard into her. The sleek muscles of her back tightened and she gasped. He pounded himself into her with a series of hard, deliberate strokes, and she came undone. She was wrapped tight around his cock, tighter than she’d been around his fingers, and she braced herself on the wall for support as her orgasm ripped through her, biting down on her forearm to keep from crying out.

When her legs shook, she refused Quinn’s help to stand her up, letting herself drop back onto her knees. Rae spun around to face him, level with his throbbing cock and brought it to her mouth, devouring him once more. Quinn groaned and wrapped a hand in her hair, fist tight, as he thrust himself into that amazing mouth. Her tongue licked his whole length, from balls to tip, and he shuddered as she sucked him in. His hips rolled toward her as he leaned his back against the shower wall. Rae licked and sucked and tasted every inch like she was hungry for it. Quinn’s eyes were focused on how her lips looked, stretchingaround the width of him. He pumped into her again, trying to reach the back of her throat, and felt the release coming.

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