Beautifully Hurt (Beautifully Broken)
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“Eli,” she whimpers, her body straining for more of me.
By some miracle, I’m able to slow my pace, and I focus on rubbing my pelvis against her clit, my cock stroking her slow and deep.
“Oh, God,” she moans. “Eli… crap… Eli,” she whimpers, her body tensing.
“Come on my cock, baby.”
A hoarse cry tears from her, and then I fucking lose my mind as her pussy starts to clench around my cock.
Motherfucking hell.
I swear I see stars, and I’m unable to stop myself from pounding into her as my body searches for its own release.
Pleasure shoots down my spine, my abs tightening, my ass clenching, and I fucking explode with a groan rumbling from my chest.
I can’t see shit, my vision going black as my cock spasms inside Quinn. The orgasm tears through my muscles, numbing them, and I sink down against her body.
We lie breathless as I gasp against her neck, every inch of me covering her.
“Holy… shit,” I say, sucking in air. “That was intense.”
Quinn can only manage to nod.
A solid minute passes before I have some strength to push my chest off hers. My eyes lock on her flushed face, and seeing the satisfied look in her eyes fills my chest with pride.
Moving to my knees between Quinn’s legs, I pull out of her, the sight of her blood on my cock filling me with intense possessiveness.
“Wait here,” I murmur, and climbing off the bed, I walk to the bathroom. I dispose of the condom and clean myself while the warm water runs. Grabbing the washcloth, I wet it before heading back to Quinn.
When I gently clean her pussy, I lean down and press a kiss to her mouth. “Thank you for the greatest birthday gift ever.”
She grins up at me. “You’re welcome.” Then she tilts her head back to look at her tied wrists. “Mind untying me?”
I straighten up and stare down at her naked body on full display for me. “I don’t know. I might just keep you like this the entire night.”
“Well, then you better cover me ’cause it’s getting chilly.”
I drop the face cloth to the floor, and lying down on top of Quinn, I ask, “Better?”
She lets out a chuckle, then groans, “You’re heavy.”
I press a kiss to her jaw, then her neck, before lowering my head and sucking her nipple into my mouth.
“Okay, you win,” I mutter, reaching for her wrists.
I untie Quinn, and then we crawl under the covers. Wrapping my arms around her, I pull her body closer, so she’s partially lying over me. “How do you feel?”
“Just tender.” She pauses for a moment, then adds, “It feels like you’re still inside me.”
Letting out a growl, I hold her even tighter to me. “You’re going to make me hard again.”
Quinn lets out a burst of laughter, the sound filled with happiness.
Chapter 23
QUINN
I’m humming a soft tune as I paint the one wall of my store a pale pink.
Eli grins at me where he’s painting the other wall the same baby-blue color of his eyes.
We’ve been working on getting everything ready for the opening that will be next Saturday.
Eli’s phone rings, and setting down the paintbrush, he checks the device then answers, “Hi, Mom.” He walks to the door, glancing across the street. “Sure. I’m just going to wash my hands.”
Ending the call, Eli glances at me. “Wanna pack up? My mom’s heading home, and she’ll give you a ride.”
“You’re not coming?” I ask as I set the paintbrush down.
“I have to wait for a delivery of plywood.” Eli glances at his wristwatch. “I’ll be home by six.”
“Okay.”
We head to the sink, and after washing our hands, we lock up and cross the road to the hardware.
“Ready?” Nina asks, smiling at me.
“Yeah.” Placing my hand on Eli’s shoulder, I lift myself on my tiptoes and press a quick kiss to his mouth. “See you at home.”
He watches as we climb into Nina’s car, and as she steers the vehicle down the road, she asks, “Sooo… how are things?”
I grin at her. “Good. We’re almost done painting.”
“I mean, how are things between you and Eli?”
“Oh.” I let out a chuckle. “That’s good too.”
“Glad to hear it,” she murmurs. A couple of minutes later, when she pulls up to the house, she says, “I can’t come in. Alex’s waiting for me.”
“Sure. No problem.” I climb out of the car. “Thanks for the ride.”
“See ya,” Nina says before I shut the door behind me.
I watch as she drives away, and pulling my set of keys from my pocket, I walk up the steps of the porch and unlock the door.
“Shoot. I forgot.” I quickly take my phone out and call Eli.
“You home safely?” he answers.
“Yeah.” I shut the front door behind me. “What should I make for dinner?”
“Don’t worry about cooking. I’ll grab something for us from the diner.”