Page 122 of Hard Hitter
“Oh my God, Rae,” Quinn groaned into the smooth skin of her breast. “You’re so perfect, oh my God…”
At his praise, she rolled her hips up to him, begging him to enter, begging to feel him inside her. To relieve the ache and this hot-blooded need for him. She whimpered, “Quinn, please…”
Quinn lifted his head, meeting her gaze, and she saw again the same fierce need reflected in his eyes that she was feeling everywhere. Every limb, every nerve, every cell of her body needed him.
Finally, mercifully, Quinn slid a long, firm finger into her. She let her head fall back with a moan, closing her eyes. His lips covered hers and she was moaning and gasping into his mouth as he pumped his finger into her, slow and sure, getting her used to the sensation. Raelyn grasped at his shoulders, digging her fingernails into his skin as she moaned, biting her lip as Quinn’s mouth pressed kisses along the line of her jaw.
Extra pressure came between her hips as he added another long finger. Raelyn’s eyes closed, her mouth opened with a silent cry of pleasure. She could feel how tightly she was wrapped around him, andgod, if this is how his fingers felt…
She was suddenly acutely aware of his hard cock pressing against her thigh as he worked to get her ready for him to fill her completely. He wasnotsmall by any means. But Quinn wouldn’t let it hurt. He’d be gentle and make sure she enjoyed it just as much as he did.
The most amazing pleasure sent a shock through her body as he lightly swiped the pad of his thumb over her clit and she couldn’t help thrusting her hips, making his fingers go deeper, letting each and every touch take over.
She couldn’t imagine a more perfect first time. A more perfect person to be with. It just made sense. How had they not realized it before? They could’ve been together like this all through high school. Kissing and touching, making love. Is that what this was? This was more than just sex, right? It sure as hell felt like it. At least they could be like this all next year. In Arizona. She was definitely going to Arizona now. She couldn’t possibly stay away from him after this. And she was sure he was feeling this connection, too.
Quinn’s lips met hers again as he continued his soft, slow strokes of his fingers, the circling of his thumb around her clit. She was ready. She needed him now.
“Quinn,” Raelyn breathed when their lips parted for a beat, “Quinn, I’m ready...please, I want you now.”
His growl vibrated into her as he slipped his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties, and he pushed them down. He sat up, chest heaving, and worked his boxers off, anddear God, he was ready, too.
“Should we get under the covers?” Quinn’s low, gravelly voice made her even more impatient.
Raelyn nodded and they quickly got beneath the sheets and comforter, and Quinn lay on top of her again. Fully naked. They were both completely naked. Not a thing between them. And she swore nothing ever felt more natural than the two of them in this moment. The corner of her lips pulled up in a small smile as she looked up at him. She wanted to say something, to tell him how perfect this was, to let him know she couldn’t have asked for a better person to be with, or a better best friend. Instead, she kissed him and wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, pushed her fingers into his hair and held him tight.
“Did you grab the…?” Raelyn asked, gesturing generally toward the nightstand with the dish of condoms.
Quinn brought a hand up, smirking as he held the condom between his index and middle finger. Raelyn bit her lip as she smiled back and, for the first time, reached down to feel his hard cock that was pressing into her thigh. He let out a low groan at her touch, burying his face in her neck as she softly stroked up and down his length. His skin was soft, but he was hard and long, thick and warm.
She felt the soft, wet kisses he was pressing into her neck, and she rolled her hips into his again. “Quinn, please,” she breathed into his hair, “I want you, Quinn,oh God…” He brushed his fingertips across her clit again and slid a finger back into her.
After a few more strokes in and out, Quinn pushed away, up onto his knees as he fumbled with the condom packet. His fingers trembled slightly, and Raelyn found it actually sweet that he was a little nervous. He looked down at her, sweeping his gaze down her bare body and there was no doubt he was craving her.
His eyes met hers again. His brow furrowed. He swallowed hard. Then bit his lip. He let out a heavy sigh and his expression changed, “Rae…” Quinn lay back on top of her and pressed his forehead to hers, “Rae, baby, I have to tell you something…”
She couldn’t help smiling at him calling herbaby.
Is it that this evening has been perfect?
Is he going to point out that he’s on top of me completely naked and we’ve been friends for eleven years and this should be weird but totally isn’t? The only weird thing about it is how it’s not weird at all?
Is he going to tell me he doesn’t want to go to Arizona without me? Because I have a big surprise if that’s the case...
There was a long pause as Quinn simply breathed, eyes closed, resting his head on hers. “Rae, I haven’t...I haven’t been completely...honest,” his voice shook as he spoke, but he continued, “about the...pact.”
“The pact?” Raelyn repeated, blinking.Did the pact still matter?
“Yeah, I…” he lifted his head and sat up a little. “I lied. I’m not a...I...I’ve had sex before. This, um...this isn’t my first time.”
Raelyn blinked and she swore time around her stopped. Or maybe it was more like it started back up again. They’d been in their own world and suddenly with these words, this confession, the rest of the living world was intruding on their moment. They’d crashed into some weird alternate reality where her best friend...hadliedto have sex with her?
She processed what he said. The individual words and what they meant. That for the past nine months, every time Raelyn had asked him if he’d been with anyone or if they were still on for the pact, he had an opportunity to come clean and chose not to. She stared up at him, with one eyebrow cocked in confusion as though he were speaking a different language. As she contemplated what to say, how to respond, Quinn continued speaking.
“I’m sorry, Rae, I just...I know this was more for you...you wanted it to be special and, I mean, I’ve wanted this forsolong. Us, I mean. God, I’ve dreamt about this so many times, Rae. I couldn’t believe you wanted...withme...but...and we still can. I can still,” he lifted his hand with the condom in it. “I just thought I should tell you first. I didn’t want...I thought you should know.”
Again, Raelyn processed this new information, peering up at him through narrowed eyes as though he were a complete stranger.We can still have sex if I want? If it will make me feel better, he’ll still fuck me so I can at least say I lost my virginity? What a fucking gentleman…
Opening her mouth to speak, she closed her eyes and let the first thought pop out from the tornado of dizzying questions and angry comments that were now buzzing around inside her head, “Why...did you lie in the first place? Because you just wanted to have sex with me?”
