She released a shaky sigh.
He pushed hair off her neck, groaning as her hands moved across his skin.
“I’ve never done this before,” she said.
“You’ve never had a man between these pale thighs?”
She shook her head, clearly unable to answer.
“I can handle that. I’ll take it slow. Now, tell me, Kaley. Do you want me?” He needed to hear her tell him the truth. Quinn wasn’t a rapist, nor did he relish taking something from her she wasn’t willing to give. He wasn’t a monster.
“Yes, I want you.”
Cupping her face, he slammed his lips down on hers, no longer holding back. His desire was over six years in the making. This woman had been the bane and pleasure of his existence.
Her hands on his jeans pulled him back.
Quinn watched as she began to work his jeans open. He didn’t give her long before he took over. “Take your jeans off. I want you naked.” He dealt with his jeans, sliding them off.
The boxer briefs that he wore did little to hide the evidence of his arousal. When he was around Kaley, he was always fucking hard.
He noticed her hands were shaking as she removed her jeans. Her body was so full and curvy. The size of her tits was a dream. She was a big woman. Quinn liked that a hell of a lot. She was the kind of woman who could take his hard fucking. The first time, he’d have to be careful, the second time not so much. Once he’d taken her several times, he wouldn’t need to hold back.
Patience was his virtue, and he had a lot left inside him.
****
She’d wake up from her dream in a moment. There was no way this was happening. Kaley stared at the outline of Quinn’s cock. It was huge. She’d seen plenty of images of men’s penises. None of them looked like that. And she hadn’t even seen his cock properly, as he was covered by the boxer briefs he wore.
This is completely crazy, insane.
Kaley wriggled out of her jeans, leaving her panties on like Quinn had left his briefs on. She folded her arms over her breasts, trying to hide from him. Unlike a lot of women, she loved her food and hated exercise. Her figure had never been a problem for her. Standing in front of Quinn, she couldn’t help but doubt her body. He was a handsome man and she didn’t believe for a second that he lived like a monk. There was no way he was a virgin like her.
“Don’t hide from me. Put your arms down. I want to see all of you.”
She dropped her arms to her side, wishing for some sense to come to her. Nothing happened. Quinn stepped closer without removing his boxer briefs. Did she even want to see his naked cock sprung out, waiting for her touch?
All thought left her mind as Quinn picked her up and lowered her to the center of the bed. He joined her, lying beside her.
“You’ve never been with a man?”
“No.”
This was embarrassing.
“I’ve got no problem with you being all mine, Kaley. I just want to know why. You’re a beautiful woman. How have you remained a virgin this long?”
Dorothy had lost her virginity on prom night. Kaley hadn’t been able to relax with any boy long enough. She’d kissed boys, nothing else.
“I’ve never wanted anyone else.”
“You want me?”
She nodded, unable to voice her thoughts.
“You’re going to have to actually say it, baby.”
“Yes, I want you. I’ve never wanted anyone else the way I want you.” She stopped to lick her lips. “There were guys I dated. None of them made me comfortable enough to go further.”
“Kaley, you don’t have to justify yourself to me. You’re mine. I’m going to take good care of you.” One of his hands landed on her thigh, sliding up. He traced a path around her panties, not rushing or going any farther. Her heart raced at his touch. “I’m not some schoolboy. When you’ve had enough, tell me and I’ll stop. I’ll never force you to go farther than you want.” He moved on the bed, going between her thighs.
Quinn spread her legs open. She truly thought she’d have stopped him by now. But her pussy was soaking wet and she didn’t want to stop. Both of his hands caressed up and down the outside of her thighs. Slowly, he drew his hands toward the inside of her thighs, taking his time to stroke her.
His touch drove her insane. It was too much and yet not enough. She needed more than his hands. He moved to the waistband of her panties. There was no turning back for her when he got her panties off.
This is what you wanted.
She licked her dry lips once again, watching him. Kaley wished she knew what to do to make him feel this way. Every part of her was on fire, begging for his touch.