Beautifully Hurt (Beautifully Broken)

“Don’t think I’m ungrateful because I’m not,” Finlay says. “I appreciate all of this, but I want to get settled and make a home for myself. Dad said he’ll pay for the house, then he’ll have a place to crash when he’s home.”

“I guess we’ll have to go house hunting for you then.”

Just as we shove the bags under the bed, we hear a truck pull up to the house, and it has me saying, “That must be Eli. Come, I’ll introduce you.”

Finlay hesitates, and I grab her hand, pulling her behind me. When we come down the stairs, the front door opens, and Eli comes in. He places his keys in the bowl we have on a stand by the door, then smiles at us.

“Finally, I get to meet you. Quinn’s been excited since you said you were coming.” He gives her a warm smile.

Finlay tugs her hand free from mine and stays partially behind me. “Hi, it’s nice to meet you. Thank you for letting me stay here. You have a beautiful home,” the words burst from her.

Eli’s smile grows. “You’re welcome. If you need anything, just let Quinn or myself know.”

Finlay nods, looking nervous as hell.

“Don’t worry. I used to be the same around Eli, but you’ll get used to him.”

“Is that so?” Eli asks, giving me a playful grin.

“I couldn’t even form a sentence around you,” I remind him.

“True.” Eli comes to press a kiss on my lips.

“I invited Ethan for dinner… shoot, I forgot to ask you to get pizzas for us.”

“Don’t worry, babe,” Eli says, pulling his phone from his pocket. “I’ll get them to deliver.”

Smiling, I wrap my arm around Eli’s lower back, then I glance at Finlay, saying, “See why I love him so much?”

ELI

Turning on the lamp on the bedside table, I lie down on the bed. I close my eyes, and then a smile spreads across my face as I think of the ring in the safe.

I got it yesterday, and it’s taking a lot to not give it to Quinn before her birthday.

Six days.

Damn, I can’t wait.

Quinn comes out of the bathroom, and switching off the light, she walks to her side of the bed and climbs onto the mattress.

She pulls the sheet away from my body, and it has me grinning. “What are you doing?”

“You’ll see,” she whispers with a teasing tone to her voice.

Quinn takes hold of my sweatpants, and when she pulls them down my legs, I instantly start to harden.

She crawls back up and then straddles my thighs.

“You need to undress, and you definitely need to move higher.”

She lets out a chuckle. “What happened to being patient?”

“Baby, when you have me naked, patience goes out the window.”

She lets out a soft burst of laughter, then traces a finger from my hip to my cock. I have to grab hold of the covers to let her have control.

My eyes jump between the love on her face and her fingers wrapping around my cock. Then she leans forward, and I hold my breath as she sucks me into the warmth of her mouth.

“Fuck,” I hiss.

Thinking of Finlay sleeping down the hallway from us, I regret not making my bedroom soundproof.

Quinn sucks me deep, and my hands dart to her hair, grabbing fistfuls of her silky strands.

“Quinn,” I groan as she shows me the meaning of heaven.

When I get close to reaching my climax, I pull her away.

“Take off your clothes, baby,” I whisper as I reach into the drawer for a condom.

While Quinn quickly undresses, I roll the latex onto my cock, then I say, “Straddle me again.”

She climbs over me, and I place my left hand on her hip, taking hold of my cock with my right. I position myself beneath her, then whisper, “Sink down on me.”

Quinn’s pussy takes me to the hilt, and I struggle to breathe for a moment from how good she feels wrapped around me.

“God, baby,” I groan. “Ride me.”

Quinn places her hands on my chest, and then she starts to move, her eyes locked on my face.

“So good,” I praise her, my fingers digging into her hip as I have to fight the urge to throw her onto her back and fuck her senseless.

Quinn starts to move faster, rubbing her pussy against my pelvis.

My right hand darts up to the back of her neck, and I pull her down on top of me as I start to thrust into her. Her mouth crashes against mine, and the kiss turns hot real fast, our tongues dancing, our lips kneading, and our teeth tugging.

I thrust harder, my hips working to keep the pace.

“Eli,” Quinn moans against my mouth.

I roll her onto her back, and bracing my hands on either side of her head, I start to pound into her, branding her pussy with my cock.