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Her heart thudded in her throat as the hand beneath her chin squeezed, bringing her gaze level with the intensity of Douglas's. The lines of his face were sharply defined in moonlight: the clenched jaw, the flared nose, and the eyes dropping down to the soft curve of her mouth."No," he growled, rough as gravel. Then he claimed her mouth.It wasn't a kiss. It was an assault. His tongue thrust inside her, hot and demanding, his other hand jerking the silk of her dress up past her hips, exposing her bare flesh and making her whimper with need."Fuck, Quin," he said into her mouth, his lips curling in an almost predatory smile. "You came here for me without even your panties."Quin answered by grinding her soaked cunt against his hard thigh, Douglas held her pinned between his legs. His cock dragged through her slit, teasing her aching clit with the coarse wool of his trousers. His control snapped.Douglas turned her abruptly so her hands slapped against the wall. He pulled her dress far
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Her heart thudded in her throat as the hand beneath her chin squeezed, bringing her gaze level with the intensity of Douglas's. The lines of his face were sharply defined in moonlight: the clenched jaw, the flared nose, and the eyes dropping down to the soft curve of her mouth."No," he growled, rough as gravel. Then he claimed her mouth.It wasn't a kiss. It was an assault. His tongue thrust inside her, hot and demanding, his other hand jerking the silk of her dress up past her hips, exposing her bare flesh and making her whimper with need."Fuck, Quin," he said into her mouth, his lips curling in an almost predatory smile. "You came here for me without even your panties."Quin answered by grinding her soaked cunt against his hard thigh, Douglas held her pinned between his legs. His cock dragged through her slit, teasing her aching clit with the coarse wool of his trousers. His control snapped.Douglas turned her abruptly so her hands slapped against the wall. He pulled her dress far
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The sound of cutlery clanking off plates against porcelain echoed in the sunny dining room while the sound of the garden fountain could be heard through the opened patio doors. It was a beautiful Sunday morning.Quin played with the food on her plate, barely hearing her mother, Martha, excitedly discussing rumors from the recent charity ball. At the other side of the table, Douglas, with his perfectly ironed linen shirt buttoned loosely at the collar, was reading the weekend newspaper over a cup of black coffee. He looked relaxed and comfortable in his role."So I told Brenda that the pastel centerpieces were entirely washed out," Martha continued enthusiastically, dabbing her mouth with a linen napkin. After she finished with it, she leaned on both elbows on the table and gave Quin a meaningful look. "Speaking of changes, Quin… You have been acting strangely lately. Is everything okay with that boy you've been dating?"Quin choked on her bite of eggs Benedict and began to violently
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The Mustang’s suspension made a high-pitched metallic whine as Douglas delivered one harsh, hard blow after another to Quin’s straining hole. Sweat covered their bodies, mingling with the grime and oil that covered Douglas’s arms. The smell of rubber, old grease and raw sex permeated the garage, forming a cloying fog that was indistinguishable.But then Douglas suddenly stopped. The rhythm ended with a violent interruption. He gripped Quin’s hips with brutal force, ripping his throbbing shaft out of her and tearing a scream from her lips. That feeling was a harsh vacuum: a wet, sucking pop of thick head of cock tearing out of Quin’s anal passage. Before Quin could fall down, feeling the terrible void left by his absence, Douglas roughly handled her. He turned her around and pushed toward the front of the car.And he gave her no time to orient herself. He pushed Quin, forcing her to stumble towards the front of the Mustang. Her hands fluttered, clumsily beating against the hood of the
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The challenge lingered between them, heavy and stifling as the smell of the burnt oil. Quin’s teeth nipped at his earlobe, her breath hot against his neck, waiting for him to give in or admit defeat. Instead, a low growl vibrated through Douglas’s chest and rattled against Quin’s ribs. His grip on her ass tightened, the grease on his hands smearing on her skin and, before Quin could realize what happened, the world spun.The metal headrest of the creeper slammed into the concrete floor of the garage in a deafening clang as Douglas used the momentum of his hips to roll them over. Quin’s back hit the hard floor of the garage with a thud, the air whooshing out of her lungs in a sharp exhale. The shock of the freezing floor made Quin feel the coldness against her overheated skin. The man above her was suffocating in heat.She barely had time to find some leverage before Douglas was on top of her. His work boots dug into either side of the creeper’s frame, caging her in. “You want more?”
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The heat in her pussy was burning her insides, a scorching core where Douglas’ cock continued to jerk in aftershocks of his climax. She could feel the heavy load of cum sitting deep in her pussy, covering her inner walls in a warm bath of lubrication that leaked every time she shifted her hips. The feeling was obscene, a sticky mess of the risk they took. It made Quin’s thighs tremble against Douglas’s grease-stained jeans.The man was sprawled on the creeper, gasping in exhaustion under his work shirt. His hands, still smudged with black from the engine, pressed into her butt as if he needed the grip to stay anchored. The vintage Mustang loomed over them like a metal cage, its undercarriage dripping oil onto the concrete right beside us. The smell of petroleum, sweat, and the musky scent of raw sex were mixed in the air.Quin shifted her hips in a slow circle. The action elicited a harsh groan from Douglas’s throat, his sensitive cock twitching inside her. She did not intend to fuc
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She typed the yes, deleted it, put her phone face-down on the desk, and spent the next two hours reading the first three chapters of her biology text with a fake focus. Every fourth sentence she'd realize she knew all these things. That was the problem she had with reading… she always knows these
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Saturday arrived the way first Saturdays somewhere new always do, slowly, with a kind of spaciousness that weekdays never have.Quin woke before both her roommates, made coffee, and sat at her desk with her secret document open.She had written a lot in the past days and she has begun to wrap her h
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She didn't bring it up the next morning.That was the practical thing, the careful thing, and Quin had always been both. She made coffee with the small machine she'd packed and sat at her desk while Mara slept peacefully like she had made peace with the world. Jade's bed was not empty. At some poin
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“Hmmm…” the sound slipped into the room, soft but impossible to ignore. Quin Ashford shifted under her covers, eyes still closed; she was tired; she had just moved in today and she had gone through various administration processes. She needed sleep. Muffled moaning sounds drifted through the air o
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