Page 35 of End It All

"Nothing," Quincy spat out.

"Yeah, that's what I thought. Cuz you like to take it up the ass, don't you? Bet it's been a while for you. I mean, you're alwayssupposed to be the tough one, right? The one on top?" I glanced around his apartment. "This place already lets me know so much about your personality. You are definitely not in control, Quincy."

"I'm plenty in control," he growled, his hand going around my neck in return. "So shut the hell up."

"No."

He grabbed my arms and I fell to the ground. As we fought, his legs went around mine and I shifted until I was on top of him. The feeling of our skin rubbing together, the friction of our clothes as they collided, the feeling of his breath against my flesh whenever he panted, was enough to send me over the deep end. I sat up as I got on top and shoved his legs apart until I was firmly buried between them. He grunted, his hands trying to push me off, but I wasn't letting him do that either.

"What's wrong?" I asked. "Are you really that turned on by me?"

Quincy glared. "What the hell is your problem?"

I grinned. "Mommy issues. Daddy issues." I shrugged. “So many problems.”

My fingers slipped over his chest, and I admired the way his pecs strained the white graffiti shirt he wore. Even his nipples were hard, two firm peaks pressing against the fabric of his tee. I dragged my fingers down and lifted the shirt before I pushed my nails over his skin right back up to his nipples. There was a huge scar nestled in the middle of his chest. Fascinated, I dragged my nails over it too. The moan that escaped Quincy's lips was almost enough to make me nut right then and there. Instead, I grinned and leaned down closer to him.

"Come on, take your pants off," I teased. "You clearly want it."

"You don't know what I want," Quincy snapped. "But I'll fucking tell you. You want me? Take my pants off yourself."

Quincy's words felt like a challenge, and I never could turn down a challenge. I reached down and undid the snap of his jeans. The sound echoed through the room as I moved on and tugged down his zipper. Once it was open, it felt like there was a line drawn in the sand. A threshold that we shouldn't cross. I knew it was idiotic to go forward. Quincy and I could barely stand each other. There was something that made me go forward though. An urge that I couldn't stuff down now that I was high and dreamy.

I gripped the sides of Quincy's pants and ripped them down his thighs. Smooth, brown skin greeted me in response and I licked my lips involuntarily. He had the perfect mix of features that complimented his face. Japanese and black. I loved the way he looked, thought he was hot honestly, but would I ever tell Quincy that? No way in hell. He was stuck up on a good day, and the man didn't need me or anyone else inflating his sense of ego.

When I threw his pants away, he grunted. Our eyes met, and I took in the sight of him. Without thinking, I reached out and removed his boxers as well. As soon as his cock popped free, my mouth salivated like he was a choice cut of ribeye and I was starving to death. Glinting in the overhead lights was a metal ring in the head of his cock.That’s insane. Kinda love it.Yeah, I had definitely gone without for way too long. I leaned forward, letting my body lead me before I wrapped my lips around his already semi-hard cock.

"Fuck!" He groaned. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Enjoying myself," I said as I came up and stared at him. "You told me to take your pants off, I did. What are you complaining about now?"

Quincy opened his mouth and shut it just as fast.Oh, so there is a way to make him shut the hell up.I grinned as I lowered my head again and took his entire length down my throat. It was something I was good at, making a cock disappear. I mean, I'dhad to be to survive. Now, it seemed as if Quincy was enjoying my talent just as much as every other man I had serviced over the course of my life. It should have bothered me, but it didn't when it came to Quincy. Honestly, I enjoyed watching the way his back bowed and his breathing quickened. I reached a hand up, shoving his shirt over his nipples until they were exposed; two hard peaks of brown flesh that begged to be licked, sucked, and nipped appeared.

Soon. I'll get to you soon.

"Deeper." Quincy groaned. "Come on. If you're gonna do this shit, really fuck me up," he growled.

I stared him in the eyes and took him down to the balls. The groan that echoed from his throat bordered on feral. Thick fingers dug into my hair, squeezing and scraping over my scalp as I puffed out my cheeks and sucked them back in again. The sound of my lips around his cock, wet and eager, filled the room. His eyes were half-lidded as he stared back at me, needy and pleading without saying a word.

Submissive and breedable.

The thought popped into my head on a whim and I chuckled around his dick. It was a stupid thought, but for some reason, at that moment, that was how Quincy looked. The man was hot, I couldn't deny that. But I definitely didn't expect him to be the type to get a blowjob on his back while looking like he craved more.

Quincy tossed his arm over his mouth to muffle his moans. That only made the needy look in his eyes grow. By the time I pulled up, a string of saliva connecting me to him, his eyes were lined with tears. Probably from holding back so hard. I licked my lips before I reached forward and shoved his hand away. When his mouth opened, I stuffed three fingers inside.

"Suck, bitch," I moaned.

Quincy's cock jumped. Huh, one little command, and he was getting even more turned on? I slid my fingers deeper into his mouth until he gagged on them. Saliva flooded my hand, slicking up my fingers. I pulled them free from his mouth.

"Turn over."

"Don't tell me what to do," he bit back.

I raised a brow. "You want to fuck me instead? Trust me, you couldn't afford how much it would cost."

Before I knew it, Quincy was slamming me onto the ground. A laugh fell from my lips. He grabbed my fingers and pushed them between his ass cheeks as he straddled me. I stared up at him as he glowered back at me.

"Never said I wanted that. But you're going to fuck me the way I want."