Captivating Simon

Chapter 4

She felt his tongue trying to force its way inside her mouth while his hands were busy rubbing and pinching her body's sensitive parts.

Quinn let out a soft moan in his mouth when he rested his hand in between her thighs, gently pushing each leg out, and cupping and just rubbing his palm on her core. 

She parted her legs and rubbed herself on his searching palm, soaking it with her juices. He responded by running his fingers from her swollen clit, to her very welcoming and wet opening, down to the area between her two holes. He gently pressed on the area making her arch her back in pleasure. 

He must've liked how she reacted for he placed his hands on her knees, holding her legs open, and forcefully slid his manhood in her. Quinn whimpered, but pulled him closer to her , making him bury himself deeper. 

His thrusts became rougher, and she could feel his manhood growing inside her, hitting her walls and making her want some more. His hands flew from her knees to her waist, pushing and pulling her from him, while her hands were on her breasts, squeezing them tightly as they're both nearing orgasm. 

His grunts synced with her gasps and loud moans. 

"I love you.." His voice was barely audible as he whispered those words before they both moaned and screamed in pleasure. 

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Quinn woke up feeling happy and erotically charged,which was a bit odd since she spent all her energy in the bath tub the other night. 

Must be because of the wonderful dream you had. She smiled to herself. The memory of her dream made her nipples react against the sheets she used to cover her naked body.

God, woman! Pull yourself together. You can't seriously be horny every time you think and dream about Simon. 

Simon. The man responsible for all her orgasms for  a year now. And the reason why she left everything behind. 

She was so sure that what they have is more than just lust, contrary to what her friends - and Simon (of all people) -  believes. 

"He's just a lonely guy who missed fooling around but can't because of a reputation he needs to maintain, and the idea of you lusting over him - or as you would say it liking him a lot - , and willingly throwing yourself at his mercy excites him." Aki , her no filter bestfriend, said when she told her about her plans of flying to Simon.

"He's scared, A. He'd been hurt before, so it's normal for him to be cautious." She defended. "But I know deep down he cares and likes me a lot."

But after their numerous (heavenly but limited) encounters, her best friend's words started to make sense to her. 

Quinn sighed. Too early to feel bad. Besides, you still have six days to make him confess, remember?

With a hopeful heart, she got up from the bed - making the sheets fall to the floor, stretched her hands above her head and walked towards the bathroom to take a shower. She was about to open the door to the bathroom when a figure caught her eye. 

"Simon!" She yelped in surprise.

There, sitting on the big stuffy chair next to the side table on her left, was a smiling and amused-looking Simon.

"Fuck! You almost gave me a heart attack!" She forgot that she gave him the spare key card.

Simon laughed loudly it filled the entire room. "You're so cute, baby doll."

"How long have you been there??"

"Not long, don't worry." He picked up the sheets from the floor and brought it to her.