Page 50 of Under Their Watch
“Please, what?” he asks.
“Quinny,” I whine.
“Say it, Love.”
“Fuck me harder,” I ask quietly.
“Louder, little slut,” he says, slamming his cock into me harder. “Tell me what you want.”
“Fuck,” I sigh.
“Say it!”
“Fuck me like I’m worthless,” I say louder.
Without a word, Quinn gives me exactly what I want. He rails into me so hard that my belly immediately starts to ache. He has so much leverage to fuck me, and I push my hips back to meet his. Quinn grabs a fist full of my hair and I take a deep breath as he shoves my head under. His movements gain speed, and I am quickly edging an orgasm.
I start to get dizzy and desperately need air. As soon as I start to panic and fight him, I realize that he was never forcing me to stay under. I gasp for air, and he doesn’t stop his relentless thrusting. After a few seconds to get the oxygen back to my brain, he pushes my head back under. We go through a cycle of him pushing me under and me coming up for air on my own. When we are both dangerously close to coming, I decide to hand over control.
“I want to come under water,” I whimper. “Fuck, please.”
“Better come fast then, Little Star,” he obliges and pushes me under. As he rails into me and my body is begging for release, I start to get dizzy. I push up on the counter, but he keeps me under like I begged for. The sudden rush of panic forces my orgasm to surface, and it violently rips through me, forcing my arousal to flood out of me. Quinn’s rhythm falters as he finds his release and pushes deep inside of me to come. He pulls me outof the water and I am gasping and coughing as the tremors of my orgasm still shake through me.
“Holy hell,” I pant. “What the fuck?”
“Good?” Quinn laughs.
“You two are the messiest people I’ve ever met,” Jace says from the doorway.
“He’s jealous I almost got to drown you,” Quinn jokes as he turns me around to softly kiss me.
“We did make a mess,” I say with a grin.
“Casey is here,” Jace says as he takes me from Quinn to hug me. “You did well with that. Good job, baby.”
“I almost panicked, but then I realized I wasn’t being forced to stay under,” I remark as Quinn lets the water out of the sink and lays a towel on the floor to soak up our mess. Jace grabs a washcloth and wets it before cleaning me.
“Why is Casey here?” I ask.
“I don’t know. She said she wanted to talk to you. I told her you were getting fucked in the bathroom sink, but you’d be up soon,” he says.
“Poor Casey. She didn’t sign up for this chaos,” Quinn laughs.
“Well, let’s go up,” I say. “I should change, though. My clothes are soaked now.”
“My bad,” Quinn shrugs. I laugh and shake my head at him before going into the bedroom and changing. When I am ready, we go upstairs to meet the others.
“Hello,” I say cheerfully when Casey smiles at me.
“You’re in a chipper mood,” Theo remarks.
“Ask her why,” Quinn laughs.
“Don’t subject Casey to our shenanigans,” I laugh. “You wanted to talk to me?”
“Yeah,” she says with a heavy sigh.
“Uh oh. I don’t like that,” I say.