Page 42 of Hard Hitter

She knew she was even wetter than she had been at the baseball field when he made her come. God, she needed this. Needed him.Fuckshe needed him. “Quinn…” she breathed into his neck as he rocked over her, rutting against her, pressing against her clit.

Holy hell, I’m going to come already…

“Quinn, please,” she whimpered. “I want you inside me when I come again.”

A primal groan tore out of Quinn’s chest and sent a wave of heat all the way up Raelyn’s entire body from the ache between her thighs. He reached for one of the nearby condoms scattered on the bed, then pulled the corner of the comforter back, gesturing with his head for Raelyn to get beneath the covers. She hurried and slipped beneath the sheet and comforter and Quinn settled himself back on top of her, already rolling the condom down his hard length.

She felt his long, firm finger slide into her while another brushed over her clit. He kissed and licked and sucked at her neck. It felt so good.So fucking good.All of it. All of him.

“Please, Quinn,” Raelyn breathed. “You can’t make me wait. Quinn, I fucking need younow.”

He let out an open-mouthed groan against her skin, placed a steady, bracing hand on her hip and raised his gaze to meet hers. His eyes were glazed over, lids heavy with lust and need and desire. He looked back down their bodies, and her gaze followed. She watched as he held the base of his cock and guided himself to her opening. As the head pushed into her, Quinn bit his lip and the rise and fall of his chest grew heavier. Their eyes flicked back to each other as he pushed himself slowly, deliberately, inch by inch into her.

Oh. My. Godddddd.

Raelyn’s eyes rolled back as her head pressed into the pillow, arching her back, his cock filling her up so completely. It was impossible to know whose moan of relief was louder as they meshed together. Their bodies and sounds became one, and when Quinn began his deep, measured thrusts, the room became a symphony of moans and grunts, primal growls, and ragged breaths.

“Oh my-fuck, Rae,you feel so good,” Quinn groaned, nearly breathless, burying his face in her neck, teeth scraping against the long curve of her throat. “So good, oh my God.”

Unable to form words, Raelyn’s pleas and cries for more came out in gasps and moans and whimpers. She was so wrapped up in the feel of him, the sensation of his skin sliding against hers, his words, his hands on her, so firm and sure, but gentle. Their tongues slid together again, moving with the rhythm of their bodies. Quinn’s thrusts into her quickened, pumping harder...faster. Hungry and restless.

Andoh God, it was exactly what she needed.More...more, oh my God, it’s been too fucking long.Raelyn slid one hand between them, feeling his stomach, his abs contracting, skin hot and sweating, working so hard to give her everything. She was wrapped so tightly around him, but so wet she felt it on her thighs.

Quinn pressed his forehead to hers, and it was the most intimate experience she’d ever been a part of. His eyes bore into hers and she felt his hot, heavy breath on her lips. He was inside her, but he was alsopartof her; he was inside her head, reading her thoughts, her body’s every reaction to each touch, each thrust, each and every kiss and exhale of words. She liked when he kissed her on the mouth, groaned into her lips, felt his words of pleasure vibrate down to her core.

With every movement, he praised her.Jesus, Rae...yes baby, oh God...it’s so good, baby. That’s it, yes, oh fuck yes...I know you’re gonna come for me...that cock feels good inside you, doesn’t it, baby? So...so fucking good.

She felt the moment her body flushed, from deep between her thighs and all the way up into her face. Goosebumps covered her skin, but she felt heat and sweat all over. She gasped and began graspingdesperately behind Quinn’s neck, tangling her fingers in his perfectly untamed hair. She was there. She could feel it...oh God, yes!

Raelyn pressed her hips up to meet the thrust that would send her straight over the edge, “Oh, yes Quinn...yes,yesI’m coming!”

Another growl ripped through his chest and she wanted to capture it, his sound of triumph when he pleased her, satisfied her to her core. He pressed his mouth to her neck just below her jaw, still thrusting, and pumping into her, never letting up as she squeezed around him. And oh God, it felt like it was going to last forever. She was coming and gasping and letting herself fall completely into him, pulling him, begging him to fall with her.

Again, he watched as her body shook and quivered, wrapped so tightly around him. Her sex squeezing him as her orgasm continued to crash through her, legs encircling his waist, not ready to let go. She wasn’t sure that she’d ever be ready to let go.

His mouth found hers again and he groaned into a kiss, “So fucking gorgeous when you come for me, Rae...tell me what I need to do so I can see that ten more times before we go to sleep.”

Raelyn smiled against his lips. “Ten? I’ll pass out after three more like that.”

“Then three it is,” he grinned. “You’re a fucking goddess when you come like that. I love watching you…” His hand slid up her waist and he focused his attention to where he was touching her, gently caressing the side of her breast. She felt the goosebumps sprinkle her skin again and her nipples both went hard once more at his touch. He was looking at her as though he’d never seen something so amazing...so awe-inspiring.

Raelyn’s breaths had slowed, but her chest was still rising and falling in a gentle, steady rhythm as she lay beneath him. Quinn dipped his mouth to her breast and swirled his tongue around its perked pink tip, eliciting a small gasp from her. His eyes flashed up to her, keeping his mouth there, sucking and hot and wet. Raelyn arched her back, pushing her chest toward him, urging him to continue.

When he lightly scraped his teeth across her nipple she moaned.

“You like that?” Quinn rasped before doing it again.

“Yes,” Raelyn whispered, laying her head back and enjoying his gentle teases.

His cock was still rock solid and full inside her, moving with slow, steady strokes. He may have been planning to take his time, but after fourteen months Raelyn felt like they were playing dominoes with a lit fuse. One earth-shattering orgasm would lead quickly to the next, and again, and again, until she physically couldn’t withstand anymore.

Of course she had no idea how long he was capable of holding out, but despite his urgency when he was pumping into her, Quinn had this controlled calm about him. She sensed he was stubbornly disciplined. His God-like form and sculpted muscles were certainly a result of discipline; she wouldn’t be surprised if he had the same control over his bedroom performance as well.

He groaned around her breast in his mouth, hips slowly stroking into her, pressing her down into the mattress. She liked that he was in control, she trusted him to make her feel good. He was six feet three inches of solid muscle and he could do whatever he wanted with her, but his movements were so steady, so gentle, perfectly measured and precise.

She let her legs come down, but her pussy was still wrapped tight around him, and she could feel the slide of his cock entering her, then pulling out...entering, then pulling out, but never fully separating his body from hers. Raelyn met his motions, urging him to increase his pace, his intensity as her hips moved fluidly against his.

Finding her voice, she pleaded breathlessly, “Quinn, please...more.”

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