“Shhh,” I tell Quinn as she eats a piece of cold cheese pizza in the kitchen. It’s way after midnight. The rest of the house is asleep, but we are still up, drunk off our asses and having fun. “You’re going to wake up Mrs. Controlling.”

She laughs loudly, not caring who hears her. We have to be up for fishing in a couple of hours, and I don’t want to go to bed.

Looking down at her and her sexy body, her tits are popping through her shirt, and I can’t help myself. Leaning in, I kiss her, tasting her sweetness again. She melts in my arms, moaning against my tongue as she wraps herself around me. Taking my fingers, I knot them into the back of her hair, holding and controlling her. My cock is rock hard, and to my surprise, she reaches down and grabs it, clenching it through my pants. I press myself against her, the alcohol urging me on. I want her.

Fuck…I need her.

She tilts her head back and looks into my eyes, telling me she wants me too, so I lift her t-shirt, exposing her perky tits. “I wanna fuck you so bad,” I whisper softly into her ear as I squeeze both of her hard nipples in between my fingertips. Moving her hand inside my pants, she grips my shaft and says, “Then do it.”

“Right here?” I question her, looking around the kitchen.

“Mmhmm.” Reaching over, I turn the light off, hoping if anyone wakes and comes down here, they won’t see us. I pull my pants down as she takes hers off. “Are you on the pill?” I ask quietly, and she nods spreading her pussy lips open for me, telling me that she doesn’t want to use protection as much as I don’t.

Her cunt is gorgeous, shaved so beautifully, and before I can do anything else or move her to the couch or our room, she pulls me towards her, her tight, wet slit sliding around me as I sink inside her. “Shit,” she moans, and I nestle myself all the way into her, my arms wrapped around her. She grips my dick firmly, and as much as I want to pound the shit out of her, I remember her saying she likes it slow. Gently I pull back, her cunt holding on to the skin of my shaft. She braces her weight on the countertop and with my free hand, I push her shirt up, holding onto one of her tits as I move my cock, pleasing us both.

“Fuck,” I murmur and glance down, loving how I look moving in and out of her. My hard shaft is bulging as her sweet pussy swallows me whole.

She moves with me, and I already want to come. Reaching down, I rub her clit, wanting to push her there too, and her face twists as she whimpers.

“Uh huh, like that.”

“Are you gonna come on my cock?” I murmur.

She cries out loudly, my words turning her on and I cover her mouth to quiet her noises as cum suddenly explodes from my balls, shooting deep inside her. Heat radiates from my head to my toes, the feeling of letting go so intense. As I fuck her and hold her in place, she begins to writhe, giving over to the pleasure.

Once our bodies settle, I don’t want to stop, and she looks at me as I continue to move, with a smirk on her sexy face and asks, “Jesus, did that really just happen?”

I nod, still hard, and pull my cock from inside her, we both look down at it covered in her wetness, and I ask her, “Wanna do it again?”

* * *

Reaching next to me for Quinn, she’s not there. I liked cuddling all night and fucking her once more. Opening my eyes, I look at the other bed and then roll over, taking in the room.

Something moves on the floor and catches my eye. I laugh at Quinn who is sleeping in the most uncomfortable position. Pinching her nipple through her shirt, she looks up at me with a huge grin. “How you feeling down there?”

“Did you really let me sleep on the floor?” Her voice is raspy, and I chuckle a little.

“I have no clue how you got down there.” She sits up and stretches, her tits straining the fabric of her shirt. “Don’t do that.”

“What?”

“That!” I point to her hard tits, and she laughs, getting off the floor. I pat the bed next to me, and she climbs back in, our bodies immediately close together. “Can I fuck you again?”

“What are we even doing, Merritt?”

“What do you mean?”

“We went from strangers to overnight lovers and…I’m not looking for a relationship, I just got out of a fucked up one.”

“Well, I’m not looking for a relationship either, but I can’t deny that I like your pussy…a lot.”

She looks into my eyes. “So just sex, that’s all you want?”

“Sure.”

“What about next year’s trip?”

“I’m sure I’ll be busy with work. After this week, you’ll never see me again. Let’s have fun. We obviously have an attraction to one another, and then we can go our separate ways.”

She swallows like the decision is hard to make. My cock is throbbing for her like it has been since I laid eyes on her perfect body. I push it against her ass and kiss the top of her shoulder. She exhales, liking the attention. Then I slide my hand down the side of her body and put my hand inside her pants.

“Just this week?” she asks.

“Uh huh.” I roll her onto her back and begin a trail of kisses along her jaw as I finger her, slow and gentle, like she likes. I’ve never been with a woman who likes it slow. They always want more, harder, faster, but not Quinn, and I think I can get used to it. The smallest, slowest movements push her over the edge.

There’s a knock on the door and we both freeze. “Quinn, Merritt? You guys up?” Willow calls out.

“Yup, we’re up.” She answers for the both of us, and I add a second finger inside of her, stroking her pussy as I look at her. She has her eyes closed, lying in my arms, under my control.

Her breathing is fast as I finger her, adding a third finger, and she turns her face towards my chest, quieting herself by whining into me. “Come for me,” I order her, moving my hand faster, and boy does she. Her body shakes as she lets go, gripping my fingers, making my dick want to explode as she begs me for more.

As she settles, I think she might want it hard and fast. The second I picked up speed, she let go.

“Can I suck you off?”

I nod and slip my pants down. She brushes her hair over to one shoulder as she grips my shaft and then swallows me whole. Her mouth, so warm and tight. I urge my hips towards her, meeting her movements, and begin to fuck her mouth.

“You want my cum, don’t you?” I ask her quietly, and she nods, moaning again, eating all of me up.

My balls tighten watching her stretched lips—they are so fucking hot—and as we gaze into each other’s eyes, I can’t fight it, or stop what she is doing to me. Letting go, I barrel myself deep into her throat as my cum drenches her.

I hold on to her hair, groaning harshly, giving her mouth a few last pumps. She licks me dry but seems to want to keep going, and the truth is, I don’t want to stop. I could go at it all day with her. I’m not sure what it is, but being with her is easy and fucking good, really good.

“You better try to be quieter next time,” she tells me.

“Not a chance that’ll happen with that mouth of yours.”

She lifts my shirt and begins to kiss my lower stomach. “I’m gonna have to fuck you, Quinn,” I warn her, but she doesn’t stop.

“Did you bring—” Willow barges in and I cover myself up as she freezes when she sees us together like we are. Quinn shoots upwards and out of bed.

I sit up and look at Willow who is standing in the doorway shocked. “I’m sorry, guys.”

“It’s okay,” I say and wonder why Quinn flew out of bed. You’d think her mom walked in on us or something. “I’m gonna shower,” I tell them and adjust my cock under the covers, before leaving them so they can have a moment together. I’m sure Willow has about a million questions, and I’m not down to be there when she asks them all.