â C H L O E â
My back hit the wooden door with a soft thudâit was Quinn's bedroom. I wasn't exactly sure how we ended up here, but I knew my legs had been wrapped around her waist moments ago, her strong hands gripping my ass as she carried me. Now, her hand cupped my face, her eyes locking with mine, filled with that same intensity that made my heart race.
I instinctively pulled her closer, my arms tightening around her waist, drawing her body against mine. She didn't resist. Instead, a smirk tugged at the corner of her lips, that teasing, confident expression that told me she was in complete control of this moment.
"Kiss me, Quinn," I whispered, my face inching closer, but she pulled away just as I was about to feel her lips.
Her smirk lingered, teasing. "Over your dead body, eh, Chloe?" she chuckled softly, her voice laced with mischief.
I rolled my eyes at her playful defiance and, without missing a beat, wrapped my arm around her neck, pulling her in until our lips crashed together. The kiss was hungry, desperate, and intenseâfilled with everything we'd held back until now. Her hands moved down my back, fingers playing with the zipper of my dress, pulling it down slowly until it slipped to the floor.
Her hand slid to my belly, just beneath the edge of my lingerie, her fingers teasing the fabric, igniting every nerve in my body. Her other hand gently gripped my neck, tilting my chin upward until my eyes met hers. The heat between us was palpable, and her heavy breath mingled with mine.
"Now, tell me what you want, Chloe," she whispered, her voice low and commanding, eyes burning with intent. I could feel the weight of the moment, the tension crackling in the air as I struggled to find my words. The song playing softly in the background from her phone speaker was one I knew all too well, and of course, it had to be this songâout of all songsâthat was now filling the room. It felt like the universe was in on this moment, setting the stage for what was about to happen.
But nothing mattered more than the woman in front of me, waiting for me to speak.
"Do me, Quinn."
That's all she needed to hear. In an instant, her hand slipped beneath the fabric of my lingerie, her warm touch sending electric shocks through my body. My back arched involuntarily as her fingers found my clit, stroking it with an intensity that made my breath hitch. My body was already trembling under her control, the pleasure building in waves.
Quinn leaned in, her lips finding my neck, biting and kissing, leaving trails of fire on my skin. Every nip and suck felt like she was branding me, claiming me in the most delicious way possible.
(Do Me by Kim Petras)
ð¶ Do me, do me, do me like that
Hurt me so good, make me wanna be bad
Give it to me, to me like that
Feels so good, got me coming right back
Touch me, touch me there, right there
Kiss it, lick it, flip it
Leave your handprints on my ass, yeah
Won't get to the bed, to the bed
Counter, in the kitchen, bathroom mirrors on the stairs, yeah
I love when you love me back to back
Baby, be my QB while I'm throwing it back
Swear you're no good for me, that's a fact
Don't need to talk about it, save your breath ð¶
Quinn had me right here, right now, pinned in the moment, her touch consuming me, making me forget everything but her. I could barely breathe, my pulse racing as she pushed me closer and closer to that breaking point.
I gripped her tighter, her name a desperate whisper on my lips, wanting her more with every second.
â Q U I N N â
I was certain I wouldn't be hooking up with anyone that night. I had planned to drown myself in vodka, hoping the alcohol would help me sleep through the chaos in my mind. But that resolve crumbled the moment Chloe walked into the dorm. Her presence always had that effect on meâlike an uncontrollable urge, a constant need to touch her, to be near her.
Every time we were alone, my hands would ache to tear off her clothes, but I'd held back. I'd never touch her unless she gave me permission, no matter how much my body screamed for it. But tonight...tonight, she finally gave in.
If she had resisted again, I'm not sure what I would've done. Her body always betrayed her desires, even when her words didn't, but her resistance was starting to wear me down. Now, none of that mattered. She surrendered, and that's all I needed. The game of restraint was over. Her body had been calling for this, for me, and now it was all mine. I didn't care about anything else, not anymore. She had surrendered, and I was more than ready to take her.
I gently pushed her down onto the bed, her nearly bare figure stretched out before me. The way her chest rose and fell with each breath was enough to drive me mad. I leaned in, my fingers curling around the fabric of her lingerie, slowly pulling it down. Her teeth caught her lower lip, and those emerald green eyes stayed locked on mine, burning with desire.
Once the last piece of clothing was gone, I planted my hands on the bed, trapping her legs between my arms. My face moved closer to her thigh, my lips brushing against her bare skin, teasing her with soft kisses. The sound of her soft moan sent a rush through me. I looked up, catching her watching me, her body propped up on her elbows, anticipation written all over her face.
Without warning, I let my tongue graze her skin, starting at her thigh and slowly working my way up. She gasped, a shuddering breath escaping her lips as her head fell back. Her back arched off the bed, surrendered to the feeling, her body completely at my mercy.
"Mmmm. How long were you planning to hide on being wet from me, Chloe?" I grinned at the sight of her wet pussy.
"Quinn... please..." Oh! There's something thrilling about hearing her beg like that.
I stroked my tongue over her clit, and felt her hips start to move. "Stay still, gorgeous," I whispered, my breath warm against her skin. But her hips just wouldn't stay still. I gripped her thighs firmly and pressed my lips against her clit, sucking and nibbling hungrily.
"Oh my, Quinn!" she gasped, her scream mixing with her moans.
I moved my head lower, kissing her folds, savoring her sweetness. As my tongue met her opening, I was amused to find it dripping. Damn! She's so fucking wet! I teased it, hardening my tongue and letting it glide over her dripping wet pussy, feeling its texture and sweetness. Her back arched again, and her legs trembled as I gripped them tighter.
"Damn it, Quinn! Just stop teasing!" she pleaded, her breaths coming in quick gasps. I couldn't help but chuckle at the sound of her desperation.
I relaxed my grip on her thighs and began to move upward, planting soft kisses along her body. When I reached her breasts, I paused for a moment, taking in their shape and how her nipples stood out. I took her breast in my mouth, my tongue teasing her nipple while my other hand gently caressed her other breast, pinching its nipple lightly. Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as her moans filled the room. My hand began to glide along her inner thighs. I let my fingers explore her wet pussy, gently rubbing over her folds and spreading her warmth and wetness all around.
"Shit! Quinn..." she whispered my name, her voice filled with desperation.
I raised my head until our faces were close. "Be a dear and ask me politely, gorgeous," I said with a grin, enjoying how much she craved my touch.
"Touch me, Quinn. Now!" Her voice trembled with need.
"I said be polite, didn't I? Beg nicely, gorgeous," I teased, my fingers brushing against her opening, making her gasp for more.
"P-Please..." The sound of her begging was like music to my ears, perfectly timed with the song playing on my phone, heightening the intensity of the moment.
ð¶ And I love when you make me come back to back
And my legs are shaking, nobody does it like that
Swear you know my body, you don't need a map
Just give it to me harder, I can take it, yeah
Do me, do me, do me like that
Hurt me so good, make me wanna be bad
Give it to me, to me like that (like that)
Feels so good, got me coming right back ð¶
Without warning, I slid two fingers inside her, and she gasped, her eyes rolling back as her back arched, pressing her naked body against mine.
"Fuck! Quinn..." Her screams and moans only fueled my desire to push her further.
I thrust my hand harder and faster. Her pussy was so wet that it moved easily against my touch as she lost herself in the moment. Her hands gripped my shoulders tightly, her nails digging into my skin, sending a sharp sting through me. I leaned in closer, kissing her neck and sucking gently, leaving bite marks all over. Her moans grew louder and more urgent, her body tensing and her legs trembling. I could sense she was teetering on the edge once more. I let my thumb circle her clit while my fingers continued to work inside her. Her grip on my skin tightened, making me groan, but I loved that pain in the moment.
"Quinn..." Her voice trembled just like her body, her legs shaking. I leaned back to look into her eyes, gently placing my hand around her neck. "IâI'm coming," I grinned, seeing how vulnerable she looked. I pushed my hand deeper inside her, causing her to arch her back and press her body even closer to mine.
"Come for me, Chloe," I whispered, my voice low and full of desire. I watched her bite her lower lip, her body responding to every word.
I could feel her nails digging into my skin, her grip tightening as she neared her release. Her walls clenched around my fingers, but I kept my pace steady. I pushed deeper and faster, my thumb circling her clit with deliberate strokes. Her eyes rolled back, and finally, a loud moan escaped her, filling the room.
Her legs trembled even more as I slowly withdrew my fingers. I loosened my grip on her neck, our eyes locked on each other as we caught our own breaths. Slowly, her eyes closed, and her hands gently brushed over my shoulders. I shifted, lying down on the empty side of the bed, my chest rising and falling as I tried to steady my breathing. A moment later, I felt her shift closer, her warm breath against my shoulder as she turned to face me.
A few moments passed before I slowly opened my eyes and tilted my head, only to see her peacefully asleep. Her face looked so calm, her breathing steady. "Shit!" I thought to myselfâno one's ever allowed to stay over after sex. But should I really wake her up and tell her to leave? I sighed, feeling resigned to the situation. Quietly, I slipped out of bed, grabbing the blanket and gently covering her bare body before stepping out of my room.
I made my way to the living room and collapsed onto the couch, my mind still racing. As I closed my eyes, trying to find some rest, thoughts swirled in my head, tangled and chaotic.
Everything felt so messed up, yet somehow, I felt a strange sense of calm wash over me. Just hours ago, I had been drowning my emotions in alcohol, feeling empty and alone. But now, that heavy feeling pressing on my chest was slowly lifting, fading away little by little.
My eyebrows knitted together as for some reason I can't help but recalled watching Chloe, completely surrendered and vulnerable. For a moment, I didn't feel the usual urge to hurt someone while being intimate. Instead, I found myself eager to see her reach the peak of pleasure, to see her satisfied. That thought brought me an odd sense of satisfaction as well.
It felt strange not to see even a hint of blood around her neck as I had gripped it, yet at the same time, it felt so right. My mind continued to whirl with thoughts I couldn't quite put into words, a confusing mix of emotions I struggled to understand.