Page 80 of Hard Hitter
Fuck, he wasn't ready to be done, but he was struggling to hold on.
"Yes, Quinn!" Rae wasn't holding back as she let herself get loud and wild. They were like animals. Nothing mattered but how goddamn good it felt."Oh mon Dieu!Quinn, S'il vous plait!"
"Oh my God, baby," Quinn growled. "You know what that sexy French does to me."
There was always round two. Quinn pumped himself in and out, harder, faster. The way he was holding onto Rae's hips, she would be wearing bruises tomorrow. He was marking his territory.
"Fuck baby, oh my God.” He knew he wasn't going to last much longer. "I'm gonna come with you, baby, tell me when-"
Rae let out another long moan, shoving her hips back into him as her pussy contracted and squeezed tight around his cock. He held her tight against him and felt her body shake and quiver around and beneath him. She reached back and fisted his hair through her fingers, and he bent his mouth to her neck.
"Oooh….fuck," Quinn drew out a low groan as he pumped in and out quickly as he came. His muscles tightened and rippled as he squeezed her hip bones harder, holding her in place. He rocked into her and let out one last shaky breath before letting his weight fall on her.
Quinn kissed the side of her neck as she panted, trying to catch her breath. Rolling off of her, he threw his hands up over his head and let his chest rise and fall until he relaxed. Rae rolled onto her back and lay next to him doing the same.
Wrapping an arm around her to pull her close, he turned her on her side so that she faced him and rested his hand on the rounded curve ofher hip. "Rae, I'm so sorry about earlier. I'm not trying to blame it on the alcohol, but I know I turn into a jerk when I drink too much."
"I can agree with that assessment," Rae said as she began trailing her fingers along his chest.
Quinn swept his eyes down Rae's body, taking in every detail of this dream woman lying next to him. She was perfect and he didn’t deserve her. Not one bit. She had every right to cast him out but if she’d let him, he’d spend every day trying to do better. To be better. To be the kind of man she did deserve.
She had finally talked about the biggest let down he remembered. At least she'd mentioned it. He knew Rae had a big thing about going to college while still being a virgin. He figured she'd asked him because they were friends. He was someone she trusted and that way it wasn't just anybody. But she had actuallywantedhim? Wanted to be with him? Why had she waited to realize that until just before he left the state for school?
As if reading his thought process, Rae opened her mouth to speak. He could tell she was hesitating, and she didn't meet his eyes. "About...that night. Graduation," Rae said, her voice soft and reserved. The complete opposite of what he'd heard just moments ago while he was inside her. "The reason I was so upset…"
Quinn sighed. "Because I was someone you trusted and I lied to you. Rae, you have no idea how many times I go over that night in my head, wishing-"
"That's not it," Rae cut him off. "I mean, yeah, that's part of it, but if you would've told me beforehand, I still probably would've gone through with it. But I was naked and feeling extremely vulnerable, and...I thought you were going to say something else entirely."
Quinn's hand skated up and down Rae's side, her skin like warm silk against his palm. Brow furrowed as he mentally kicked himself-again-for how that night had ended, he stayed quiet. He didn't want to say anything to make her change her mind about finally talking to him about that night.
"I thought…" she paused, biting her lip. "I wanted to go with you, you know. To Arizona."
This got Quinn's attention. He snapped his eyes to hers and she was looking back at him, almost nervously. "What do you mean?"
"When you said you had something to tell me, I thought you were going to ask me to come with you. I was hoping that's what you were going to say."
Quinn stared back at her for what seemed like several long seconds before he could find his words. "But...you got that scholarship to Michigan, didn't you?"
"Quinn, do you really think I needed a scholarship to afford college?" Rae countered. "I had applied to Arizona, and Louisiana, and Texas."
All the places he'd been offered scholarships to.
His mouth fell open in surprise. What was she saying?
We could've been together? If I hadn't been such a damn idiot andliedto my best friend?
"I got accepted to all of them, and Dad had the tuition check ready to send to Arizona," Rae said, her gaze switching from his chest to his face repeatedly. "But then...that happened. And I guess...I thought I must've had the wrong idea. I thought you were into me. Actually, I was pretty sure you had been for at least a little while. But then I guess I thought I must've been wrong. That you were only doing it as a favor or something."
Quinn put his hands over his face and released a long breath. Rae had wanted to be with him enough to leave the state for him? Enough to follow him across the country? And he’d never known it.
Goddamn, that memory plays differently now.
He laced his fingers over hers where she rested her hand on his chest. “I’d ask you why you never told me, but that’s a little hollow coming from me, huh?”
If he had just told her the truth when she had first brought up that little deal they’d made, if he had just told her how he really felt, that might have changed everything.
But then again, that might’ve changedeverything.They were both in good places. His dream of playing ball and getting out of poverty and doing it on his own had come true. Rae was successful, too. She was so independent, and most of the baseball wives he knew basically followed their husbands and let their ball career dictate everything. It was a show of support, of course, sort of like being a military wife. But would Rae have been happy if she’d been with him through it all? Would she have been happy following him all over the country and giving up her chance at ever having her own career? He didn’t doubt she would have supported him, but would she have been unhappy just helping him live his dream and forgetting about any of her own?
