Page 53 of Hard Hitter

After the video presentation which contained several videos through middle and high school, Quinn ended up sitting around the small fire pit on the patio with Charlie and Josh while Rae, Camille, Margaux, and the kids took Harry out into the yard to play.

"I couldn't believe you two never dated in high school." Charlie shook his head. "I waited for it and waited. This is going to make me sound crazy, but I was expecting to come home and find you two making out on the couch like teenagers do. I had it all planned out: I was going to act mad and yell at you guys and then tell Rae I needed to talk to you in private, and then once she'd left I was going to congratulate you and tell you to hold onto her because all the other guys she met back then," Charlie made a face. "Do people still call themtools?"

"I think the term people use now isfuck boy," Josh cut in, looking about as amused as Quinn felt.

"What? What the hell is wrong with kids?" Charlie chided. "Anyway, I didn't like any of them. I wanted to grab her by the shoulders and just point her in your direction and tell her 'There! There's yourguy, that's the one!' But Rae's got a mind of her own and she does things how she wants."

Quinn laughed, but looked at Charlie with disbelief. "I had no idea. I mean, I was crazy about her back then, but… I just didn't think I could compete."

"With what? Pop-collared polo shirts and khaki cargo shorts?" Charlie retorted.

Both Quinn and Josh snorted at that. "I remember that look," Josh nodded. "I was more of a 'skinny jeans and a band t-shirt' kind of kid, though."

"I was just a whatever-thrift-store-rags-would-fit kind of kid," said Quinn, looking back at Charlie. "I guess that's why. I had nothing. I came from nothing, my mom was a damn train wreck, and I just...I just knew I wasn't good enough for her."

Charlie shook his head, "No, Quinn, that's crap. You were thebestthing that's ever happened to that girl. You let her beher, and she didn't get that with anyone else. You showed her how to care about people for who they were, not what they wore or the cars they drove or what kinds of things they could buy her. For ten, eleven years, you were her favorite person, even though all you could give her was yourself."

These were the words Quinn needed to hear, he just hadn't known it until now. It was as if they hovered at his surface like slowly sinking honey, and they began melting into him until they hit him at his core. Once he felt the words and knew them to be true, Quinn wasn't sure if he should jump for joy or kick himself for taking so long to catch on.

Feeling the grin creep across his face, Quinn looked up and met Charlie's gaze. He couldn't get out the words to say thank you, but somehow he felt Charlie knew that's what he'd wanted to say. Charlie nodded briefly and changed the subject before it could get too heartwarming, "And thank every God there is or ever was that I don't have to put up with that asshole, Emerson, anymore."

On their way back to the house, Rae teased him with her fingertips skating up and down his thigh as he drove. She had a light wine-buzzand was playing with fire, thinking he wouldn’t pull the vehicle over and finish what she started. Somehow he made it into the entryway before shoving her against the front door to close it, slipping his hands beneath her dress and yanking her lacy panties down to her ankles.

“Is that what you wanted?” he asked, breathing into the soft skin of her neck. “Trying to get me wild for you so I couldn’t control myself when we got home?”

“I’m not complaining,” Rae said, breathless already, with a mischievous grin as she nipped at his jaw.

“How do you want it?” Quinn ran his mouth down her jaw, her neck, her collar bone. With his hands he cupped her breasts and pushed them up and together so he could trace his tongue along the swell of them.

“It’s my birthday, surprise me,” Rae replied, gasping as he pulled the strapless dress down, exposing her bare breasts.

“Goddamn, I knew you weren’t wearing a bra under this.” Quinn dipped his head and took a hardened pink nipple into his mouth. He pressed against her hips and knew she could feel his erection against her stomach. All that teasing in the car had made him solid as a rock. “You can’t do that anymore...not in public, baby. Gotta have more than a thin layer of cotton between these beautiful tits and the rest of the world.”

“You think so?” Rae wrapped one long leg around him, urging him closer.

Quinn hummed, tongue circling one nipple while his hand teased the other. He channeled his inner caveman and practically grunted, “Mine now. I don’t share what’s mine.”

“Possessive, are we?”

“You have no idea,” he breathed heavily. Wrapping his left arm under her ass, he lifted her up and she easily circled her legs around his waist so he could move her further into the house.

In her living room, there was a large sliding glass door that led to the wrap-around porch-balcony overlooking the lake. Her neighborhood was secluded, with plenty of distance, trees, and privacy fences between houses. He slid the door open and stepped onto the covered balcony.

“You’re contradicting yourself, Case,” Rae teased. “I’m far more exposed now,” she moaned the last word, arching her back as Quinn’s teeth met the side of her breast.

“I’ll make an exception to the rule,” said Quinn, “if there’s no doubt you belong to me, I’ll allow it.” He sat down on a cushioned chaise lounge, bringing Rae on top of him. “And if there’s no doubtIbelong toyou, then I can be exposed, too.”

Rae kissed him hard, tongue sweeping into his mouth, flicking against and tasting his. She pulled back and looked in his eyes. “There should never be a doubt that I belong to you.” Her hands shoved into his hair, forcing him to kiss her back with the same ferocity. He wanted to breathe her in, consume her, never let her go. Rae’s mouth moved along his jaw as she whispered, “I’m your girl, Quinn.”

And he was hers. God, he’dalwaysbeen hers.

“Ride me,” Quinn demanded hoarsely. “I want you to ride me like you did this morning. Use me. I’m yours, baby, I’m all yours.”

Her wicked grin sent a shock down to his cock and she began undressing him. She pushed his jacket off his shoulders to the floor and unbuttoned his shirt. With his shirt undone, she spread it open, splaying her hands over his chest, and he groaned at the hungry look in her eyes as she dragged her fingernails down, down,downhis abs to his belt. He worked his pants and boxers off as she finished unzipping her dress and letting it fall, exposing all of her.

Taking his cock in her hand, she stroked him gently and he watched with a heavy-lidded stare. Rae was watching her own hand move up and down his shaft, whimpering, biting her lip as though she were enjoying it just as much. Her eyes slowly looked up from beneath her eyelashes, meeting his greedy stare. She looked so hungry for him, needy. He braced himself, taking in a sharp breath before she lowered her mouth to his cock. Her tongue licked the length of it, from base to tip, before her lips wrapped around and she took him inside.

“Oh...ohGod,” Quinn groaned, eyelids threatening to close, but he fought it. He didn’t want to miss a second of this. She groaned as histip came in contact with the back of her throat and it rumbled through him, making him begin a slow thrust.

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