Page 109 of Hard Hitter
“We spent so much time in here,” Rae looked around the room, “lying next to each other in bed, sleeping across the hall from each other. Even spending time in the pool or hot tub...you had to have fantasized aboutdoingsomething at one point or another.”
He could feel himself blushing as he bit his lip. His high school fantasies were far more innocent than anything he thought of now. Hell, they were more innocent than a lot of things he and Rae had actually done together. Why was it so weird to express the thoughts he’d had about her when he was a teenager? He almost felt like he was sharing someone else’s secrets. Like the ghost of his seventeen-year-old self wassitting there in the room, waving his arms and saying“Oh my God, doNOTtell her that!”Little did seventeen-year-old Quinn know, keeping his thoughts to himself was a stupid idea that kept Rae from him for way too long.
“Okay, but they’re probably going to seem pretty mild,” Quinn said. “I mean, I was still innocent back then.”
“Notthatinnocent,” Rae reminded him.
Quinn nodded his head from side to side, trying to remember specific fantasies and daydreams he’d had about the two of them. He remembered zoning out at times when they were together, especially in her bedroom, with images of himself grabbing and kissing Rae finally, taking her off guard. He’d always imagined the kisses escalating into so much more, but that wasn’t really a fantasy. That was just something he’d wished he had the guts to do. He sat on the bed and thought back.
“Well, I remember that first time Jett walked in on you changing, actually,” he admitted. “I obviously wished it was me. And would imagine you just letting me see you, and I’d slowly walk over and kiss you...you’d let me finish undressing you and I’d just...explore your body, I guess.”
“I do undress myself a lot,” said Rae, sitting next to him on the bed. “I suppose I could let you do that more. What else?”
“I remember when we were in the hot tub once- just the two of us. And I got hard,” Quinn chuckled shyly. “We were sitting next to each other and you were wearing that strapless bikini top. The one you wore at my eighteenth birthday party...so it looked like you were naked. And I just kept imagining that you were. And I think I was half hoping you’d figure out I was hard for you, like if you knew you’d just...go with it. I pictured you grabbing onto me by accident and being shocked but then turning naughty with it.”
“I probably would’ve,” Rae laughed. “If it was our senior year, I was definitely into you by then. We’d go to the weight room together after school and I’d wait for you to get all sweaty and I’d just stare. Justwaiting for the sweat to drip down your muscles. It was dangerous. I almost dropped weights on myself a few times.”
“How did I not notice that?”
“You are very focused when you lift. That might be another reason it was so sexy,” she said. “Did you ever think about sneaking into my room when you slept over?”
“I thought about you sneaking into mine,” Quinn replied. “You’d come in while I was in bed and slip under the covers and already be naked.” This was a regular fantasy that he’d had, especially after the pact they’d made. He kept hoping she’d forget about waiting until the end of the year and just join him in bed and they’d take it from there.
“Would you be mad if I told you I totally considered doing that? I just didn’t want to be like all the other girls who threw themselves at you. I wanted you to come to me, I guess.”
“Why would I be mad? We were clearly on the same page at some point.” If Rae had done that, he didn’t know how he would’ve reacted. The fantasy version of himself was a lot cooler and more collected. In those dreams, he obviously knew what to do, but if it had actually happened, he likely would have been a fumbling, awe-struck mess.
Thinking back again to his eighteenth birthday party, he remembered Rae asking him to rub sunscreen into her back. He’d been caught off guard at first, but quickly gained composure and was able to play it cool. Until, of course, Charlie had interrupted. Shit, Quinn had never been more afraid of Rae’s dad in his life. He wasn’t exactly intimidating, butdamn, that was a whole different situation. He wondered if Rae’s intention was to turn him on.
“At my birthday party that you guys combined with the end of summer party,” Quinn began, “you had me turned on when I was rubbing that sun lotion into you. I wanted to pull you right into my lap and show you how hard it made me just to touch you.”
“That might’ve been my goal,” Rae grinned. “I was trying to figure out if you thought of me in any other way than just your friend. I guess neither of us were particularly good at communicating our feelings.”
“Oh!” Quinn remembered another frequent fantasy dream he’d had when he stayed at Rae’s. “The shower. Any time I took a shower here I’d fantasize about you getting in with me. Sometimes if we’d just been swimming or in the hot tub I’d picture you getting in the shower in your bathing suit and letting me take it off of you. I always wanted to un-tie those tops.” Quinn’s eyes gleamed mischievously. “Then I’d drop to my knees and slip off the bottoms and...well, do what I could to drive you crazy. Not that I knew anything about that back then, but I would’ve been willing to try.” Seeing Rae’s blush, he added, “Other times, I’d fantasize about you being the one on your knees.”
“Naughty boy,” Rae chided. “You had these fantasies in the shower, huh? Where no one could walk in on you doing anything to satisfy these dirty thoughts?”
Quinn’s lips slanted to one side. “Perhaps.”
“Quinn Casey Casey,” Rae gasped. “You’re telling me youpleasuredyourself in our shower? Thinking about me on my knees in front of you?”
“Maybe a few times.”
“Wow, I thought you were just really hygienic, but now I know you were just itchin’ to touch yourself,” she teased.
“I didn’t shower here just to do that!” Quinn laughed. “It was just, ya know...I’d been holding back urges all day around you. I needed a release. And a shower. Because we usually got dirty.”
“Yougot dirty.”
“You’ve got like five showers in this place anyway,” he said defensively. “I’m the only one who ever used that bathroom to shower in.”
“Um, wrong,Iused that shower!” Rae replied, giving him a playful shove. “Usually after you!”
“Oh yeah,” Quinn held up a finger. “I definitely remember thinking about you taking your showers. Being in there after I’d let myself go, thinking about you.”
Leaning over him, she brushed her lips against his. “I guess that means I’m taking the first shower this time.”
Rae grabbed clothes out of her dresser which still held a few outfits in the event that she needed to stay at her parents’ place, then headed to the shower. Quinn waited downstairs, trying to remind himself that Charlie was home, so he couldn’t exactly slip into the shower with her like he wanted to. He was beginning to wonder when he and Rae would finally get some alone time so they could finish what they’d started in bed that morning and cursed himself for not just finishing before answering the door. It wouldn’t have changed anything, except he would have gotten relief and would be able to think a little straighter. God, could he possibly be more addicted to one person? The way he always craved Rae was like an addict itching for a hit, putting that high before anything and everything else.
