Page 77 of Temptation

Taking several deep breaths, she pushed all thoughts of Joel out of her head and focused on the incredible man waiting for her in the basement. She really hoped things would work out between them and was ninety percent sure they would, but on the off chance that they didn’t, and this was just trauma bonding or a rebound or whatever, she was going to make sure she had no regrets if it came to an end. Tenn gave her butterflies, and at the very least, there was an intense sexual attraction between them that she really wanted to explore.

When she got out of the shower, she towel dried her hair, braided it back off her face, and put on a pair of deep emerald green Brazilian cut lace panties that were both cute and sexy and a sheer, lace matching bra. Over that, she wore a black silky cotton nightdress with lace on the edges and spaghetti straps that came to just above her knees and had a three-quarter sleeve sheer cardigan in the same material. When she was ready, she stood in front of the mirror, smoothing her hands down over herself nervously. Her insecurity suddenly washed over her, and she almost switched to the pyjamas she had worn to bed last night. “Every fucking inch is gorgeous.” His voice whispered in her head, and she was able to push it down. Tenn had not been shy about showing her how much he wanted her. However, there was still a war in her head that paralyzed her for a few moments. Pulling the cardigan close around her, she left the room and headed to the basement.

Chapter Forty: Pajamas, Movies & Cuddles

Tenn grabbed a pair of shorts and a t-shirt from his dresser and headed to the basement bathroom to shower and get ready for his night alone with Quinn. If he wasn’t so sure the weird feeling in his chest and stomach was nerves and anticipation, he seriously would be considering going to the hospital to make sure his heart was okay.

In the shower, he took his time, letting the water and familiar motions of washing soothe his nervous anxiety. He wanted tonight, their first night alone together to be perfect, however, that looked for her. If it really was going to be just movies and cuddling, then he would give her the best movie and cuddling night she ever had. He wanted her to feel safe, loved and appreciated and would do his damnedest to ensure she felt that way.

When he was finished, he sat and flicked through the movies on his streaming services while waiting for her. Hearing her soft footsteps on the stairs, he looked up and felt all his air leave his lungs. He tried to say something, but his vocal cords were frozen, and he could only stare with his mouth slightly open as the blood left his head and moved to his dick, which immediately became painfully hard. Jesus Christ, Quinn was more than beautiful. His eyes roamed up her legs, to the nightdress hugging her hips, the slight curve of her waist and the swell of her breasts. He noticed she was holding her sheer housecoat tightly closed, and her arms were folded self-consciously under her breasts, which put them even more on display, something he was sure she hadn't intended to do. He reached her face and saw she was waiting for his reaction, chewing her lower lip nervously.

“Fuck.” What was that? That wasn't what he meant to say. It came out hoarse and strangled too. He sounded like a damn teenager waiting for his voice to change but he had to grudgingly admit it was appropriate because she made him feel like a horny teenager. She giggled and relaxed, letting her arms fall to her sides as she walked over to him, so maybe it was the correct response. He cleared his throat and stood up, reaching for her. “You're trying to drive me crazy.”

“Maybe a little.” She stepped into his arms, and all the tension he had been feeling drained from his body. “Or at least I hoped I would.” She smiled as he stepped back, and he noted that she looked more confident and sure of herself now. “So,” she said brightly as she sat down. “What movie are we watching?” Tenn was still staring at her, a little afraid that if he looked away, she’d vanish.

“Movie?” He furrowed his brow. What was she talking about? They were going to go back upstairs to the bedroom so he could slowly explore every curve and taste every inch of her. She giggled and tugged his hand so he sat beside her.

“PJs, movies, and cuddles remember?” Quinn leaned back against the arm of the couch, adjusted a pillow behind her, and swung her legs over his lap. “That was the plan.”

“It was. Plans change though.” His hands automatically came down on her legs, sliding up, revelling in the silky softness of her thighs until he reached the hem of her nightdress, grinning to himself when she shifted her legs a little.

She smiled and reached for the blanket folded on the back of the couch, throwing it over both of them. “We have all night; let's watch a movie.” Tenn swallowed hard and picked up the remote. He was going to need all night and most of tomorrow, but he understood she might be anxious about them taking the next step for a multitude of reasons and wanted her to be sure that it was what she wanted so there wouldn’t be any regrets later. He found a movie they both wanted to see but hadn't gotten around to watching yet and put it on.

Tenn was eventually able to relax somewhat as the movie sucked him in, but he was still hyper-aware of Quinn. It was a thriller with lots of suspense and a few jump scares, and Quinn soon switched positions, so she was cuddled into his side with his arm around her. A few more jump scares and she was almost on his lap. As the suspense built up again, he could feel her tensing like a spring next to him, making him chuckle as he teased her about it.

“You do okay, Beautiful?”

“Yep!” She actually squeaked as she jumped again and buried her face in his shoulder. Tenn grinned and started rubbing his hand over her back and shoulders until she relaxed again. He didn’t want to stop touching her, and after a few more minutes of Tenn running his hand slowly over her back, shoulders and arm as he held her against him, Quinn began to run her hands over his chest and stomach lightly, shifting slightly so she had more room and access. Their eyes met, and the movie was forgotten as they slowly moved their hands over one another, observing to see what touch and where affected the other the most. Tenn's hand came back to her cheek, and he leaned in, stopping just before his lips touched hers, silently asking for permission. She smiled and made the final move, pressing her lips against his and moaning softly. He felt a hot rush of pleasure in his stomach, and between her kiss and the moan, he lost his tenuous hold on his control, picked her up and put her on his lap so she straddled him. Her arms wrapped around his neck, and he dragged his hands up her back, pressing her against him with a low groan, invading her mouth with his tongue and losing himself in her.

After a few minutes of kissing, he gently pulled away from her, panting while sliding his hands down her ass and around her thighs, and took a deep breath. “Fuck, Gorgeous, you're gonna be the end of me.”

She put her forehead against his and ground down on him, grinning impishly. “It would be a very happy ending.”

Tenn groaned and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her back to him and kissing her hard. She smirked against his lips and slid her hand under his t-shirt. He growled as her warm hands brushed over his lower stomach, slid over his chest, and thrust his hips into her. She whimpered in response, and he heard her breath hitch in her throat. “Please, Tenn.” Her soft voice, filled with need and desire, stroked his ego in a way he didn’t know he wanted.

“Please, Tenn, what?” He thrust into her again, wanting to hear her beg for what she wanted. “What do you want?” He’d be only too happy to give it to her.

“I want to cum.” She held his gaze as she spoke, and his heartbeat thudded so loud he was sure she could hear it. “And I want you inside me when I do.”

“Fuck.” He growled. He slid his hands up under her nightdress and ripped her panties off, making her moan loudly as she fumbled with the waistband of his shorts. He lifted his hips and shoved his shorts down, then yanked her down on top of him, groaning loudly as she slid along his length, and he felt her warm, wet heat on him for the first time. “Fuck, so wet.” He said hoarsely as he met her eyes, his brain blanking for a moment. He closed his eyes to enjoy the feeling for a moment and gain back some control. He wasn’t even inside her yet, and he was ready to cum. When he was sure he wasn’t about to embarrass himself, he focused back on her and making her feel as good as he did. “You want me inside you, Gorgeous?” His finger found her clit and began slow circles.

“So much.” She shuddered and pushed her hips toward him, searching for more pressure.

“Then I need you to cum for me first.” He watched her face as he rubbed her clit and thrust against her. “Be a good girl Flacara, cum for me.” She moaned, sliding faster against him. “Oh, fuck yes.” Tenn panted, pushing his cock against her in time with her movements, helping her climb to the edge. “That's right, take what you need and cum all over me.” he encouraged her as he felt her tense up. Another thrust and her body spasmed, and in one smooth movement, he adjusted her in his lap and pushed up inside her. Quinn cried out as a second orgasm ran through her when he filled her, and he felt his world stop as her walls gave away for him, pulsing and dancing around him. After a moment, he began to move, pulling out almost all the way and pushing back in languidly, wanting to draw this out as long as he possibly could.

“Oh, fuck.” She whimpered and dropped her head on his shoulder, riding his slow thrusts. “Fuck, you're so deep.” Her fingers dug into his back and sent shivers up his spine.

“So hot, wet, and tight.” He groaned. He had never felt anything like this. She squeezed her muscles around him so tightly he could barely move, and he almost lost it again. “Fuck, you feel so goddamn good. Better than I imagined.”

“Faster please.” She gasped. “Harder.”

“You sure?” Tenn didn't want to hurt her, but she nodded and kissed him.

“Please.”

He gripped her hips and thrust hard and fast. “Cum again, Beautiful.” He found her clit again. “One more time for me.” He kissed her neck as her walls tightened around him even more. He knew he wouldn't last. It had been too long and far too many fantasies about her for him to hold back. “Feel so good, squeezin' me like that. I'm gonna cum Baby. Can I cum inside you?

She nodded. “Yes, cum inside me, Tenn. Fuck, I want to feel it.” He growled with pleasure and thrust harder and faster, chasing his release. “Fuck! Fuck! Quinn! He shouted as he buried himself deep and came harder than he thought possible. She shuddered and sobbed his name into his shoulder, her walls fluttering and pulsing around him for the second time. He kept thrusting slowly, gently working her through her orgasm until she collapsed on him. He slid his hands up over her back, pulling her closer and pressing slow, soft kisses on her neck and collarbone.