About Last Night (About Last Night #1)(46)

Then he was climbing on the bed. Kneeling in front of me, he placed his hands under my arms, pulling me up into a kneeling position to match his. Shifting closer, he muttered, “Better?”

The outline of his body by muted light made him seem like a silhouetted angel. I swallowed audibly. “Much.”

His arms went around me, then suddenly, I was pressed into a very tall, very naked Matt Quinn. A light gasp escaped me, but Quinn caught it with a deep, rough kiss. His erection pressed into my upper belly, mashing into my left breast. The feeling of it pressed against my nipple made me moan into our kiss.

His tongue dipped into my mouth, and mine fought back, dancing with his. His hands at my back slid down, lower over my butt, then lower still until they reached the backs of my thighs. They lingered there a moment before both hands disappeared under my dress, up again to cup the cheeks of my ass.

Quinn groaned and squeezed them harder than I expected. “I want to undress you, Maya. Please let me undress you.”

“Yes,” I rasped, lifting my arms to give him better access.

In one swift movement, my dress was lifted over my head, an arm hooked around my back, and then I was falling. Planting my front to his, Quinn pulled me down with him. We lay side-by-side, facing each other. My eyes, adjusted to the low light, peered up into his. I saw his smile and returned it.

His smile faltered. “I want you to touch my cock.”

I didn’t need further encouragement. I was already turned on. This was Matt freaking Quinn! How could I not be turned on?

But then he added, “But I want you to see it. I’d like to turn the lights back on.”

No! my mind yelled.

He must’ve sensed my hesitation, because he took my hands in his and promised, “Only a little. I can dim the lights, Maya. I just want to see your beautiful body. I want you to see me too.” Releasing one hand, he cupped my cheek and looked me in the eye. “Do you think I would do anything to hurt or embarrass you?”

My answer was immediate. “No.” Because Matt Quinn was not that guy.

“Please.”

My response was a whispered, “Okay.”

He squeezed my hands, pecked at my pouting lips, and then stood, walking across the room. As soon as the lights came back on, I squeezed my eyes closed until I felt the bed depress. My eyes fluttered and I focused on Quinn’s smiling face. “You okay?”

“Yeah.”

He gently took me by the wrists and brought them down between our bodies, watching me all the while. My fingers came into contact with something long, hard, and thick.

My mouth gaped. Quinn smirked. It was bigger than I expected. Why on earth would I want that for my first time? I could be a giant turd sometimes.

He guided my hands until they were firmly wrapped around him, my small hands unable to meet around the thickness of him. With his hands over mine, he moved them up and down in slow motion. His breathing shallow, he ground out, “Look down, baby.”

That was not as much a question as it was an order, and it made my nipples bead at the same time my stomach coiled with lust. I looked down.

My skin was pale against him. He was olive. I was alabaster. My hands looked small under his. He worked my hand up and down over his cock and I whispered, “Oh my.”

Oh my, indeed.

He was beautiful. Long and thick and strong. I wanted to play with him, but didn’t know how. When I looked up again, Quinn had closed his eyes, lost in the sensation of my skin on his. I liked that. It gave me a newfound sense of courage. “Quinn?”

He opened his eyes to look at me and watched me under his hooded gaze. “Yes, Maya?”

I stalled a moment before I let out, “Can I please suck your cock?”





Chapter TwentyThree



Quinn




My response was gravelly. “When you ask me something that nicely, I’ll let you do just about anything to me.”

She blushed, averting her doe-eyed gaze. “I-I’d like to try.”

Shit. She didn’t even need to ask nicely. I’d let her do whatever she wanted.

Moving slowly, I turned to sit on the edge of the bed with my feet firmly on the ground. I looked back at her and explained, “For a beginner, this will be easier.” I took a pillow from the bed and placed it between my spread legs. Palming my needy cock, I nudged my head. “Come over here, baby. Kneel between my legs. I’ll show you how it’s done.”

She walked around the bed and kneeled by my feet, looking somewhat submissive. My cock jumped in my hand. She spotted it and licked her lips. “Take it,” I ordered. She did. She worked it just like I’d shown her how. “Harder. Faster.” She jerked me just the way I liked.

I looked down at her sweet face, cupped her cheeks, and brought my head down to her. Her hands on my cock, I kissed her hard, pulled back, and then ran my thumb over her pink, swollen lips. “Suck my cock, Maya.”

She swallowed hard then nodded, bringing her head down. I watched carefully, placing these memories in a reserved part of my brain. This was going to be the image I jerked off to. Maya’s lips parted and she pressed them to the tip of my cock, her small tongue darting out to lick me. I hissed.

She pulled back, looking guilty. “I’m sorry!”

I thrust into her hands. “Do it again. That was incredible.”