Nick couldn't get Quinn out of his head as he sat in his room, every time he closed his eyes he saw her breasts, then he would see her stomach, her thighs, her neck. He jumped up and to his bag, he needed to relieve his problem. He took a movie out and popped it in but it wasn't the movie that went with the case. Soon Quinn was on his television screen and he rubbed his eyes thinking he was having some late night dream but when he dropped his hands and looked at the screen he remembered this was the night he recorded them having sex at his house.
"What are you doing?" He focused the camera,
"I want you to see this because you're not going to remember any of this in the morning." She reached her arms out and welcomed him, once he kissed her neck she moaned,
"Oh God Nick." He continued to kiss on her neck as she moaned and squirmed beneath him. His hands gripped her hair as he slid down just a little and kissed on her collarbone. Her hands ran up and down his back and her moans and groans were getting louder and louder. He licked over her nipple as he pinched the other and rolled it between his fingers. He then sucked her nipple pulling on it with his teeth every now and then. He didn't neglect one part of either of her breasts, as he kissed and licked the top, bottom, side, the nipple anything he could attach his mouth to. He trailed down her stomach, stopping to lick her belly button and her hips bucked up. He placed his hands on her hips as he continued to go further down, detouring briefly on both sides to lick her hips. Quinn pushed his head down and he shook his head, denying her demand prolonging her torture. He spent minutes kissing her inner thighs, back up to her stomach and then down to her thighs again. All of a sudden he attacked her center and she screamed as he attached himself to her,
"Oh God, please. Please Nick. Please, don't...no." He looked up at her,
"Don't? You want me to stop doing this?" Once agaIn his mouth was on her,
"Yes...I mean no...I mean yes it feels so good, no don't stop. I...I'm sorry Nick please. Oh my God." There was a knock on the door and Nick screamed out,
"What?" Josh called out,
"Uh, is she ok dude?" Nick laughed a little,
"She's great man, don't worry." She took the opportunity to push him off of her, then straddled him, wasting no time as she sat down on him and moaned as he entered her. As she grinded her hips she ran her hands over her breasts, her head fell back slightly and he gripped her hips controlling the pace. At the touch of his hands on her body she moaned and leaned down, placing her hands on his chest, grinding more intensely,
"Fuck me Nick." He groaned and turned them over. He quickly entered her again, this time more urgently, causing her to scream loudly, begging him not to stop. Her nails ran up and down his back but it didn't seem to bother him at all. He propped himself up on his hands, one on each side of her head after raising her legs up and putting them up on his shoulders. Her screaming became louder as he thrust in and out of her. Finally, he collapsed on top of her and they both drifted off to sleep after he removed the condom. She rolled him on his back and began to run over tongue over him. They kissed, touched, licked and sucked as they waited for him to respond. Finally, he rolled on top of her and they began to have sex again.
Nick had already had his climax as he watched them began to have sex again. Watching that only made him miss her, want to call her, want her period. He stood up and walked into the bathroom to clean up. He stood in the shower and closed his eyes, supporting himself with his hands on the cold tile as the water washed over him. He needed to have someone next to him, he smiled as he thought about her.
Still wet and dripping from his shower, Nick picked up his cell phone and dialed her number,
"Hey Ashley what are you up to? Its Nick." He smiled as she flirted,
"If you aren't doing anything why don't you stop by my hotel, we can hang out."
Chapter 8
Reunited
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