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The Bike Ride
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Quin had laundry running and a box of clothes laid out on the floor in her room when she heard the side door opening.She froze, holding a pile of neatly folded shirts in her hands. Someone was walking across the kitchen, moving steadily but not in any rush, before stopping just outside of her room. Douglas appeared in the doorway, a slight smear of dust on one of his arms from the garage and an expression in his eyes that wasn't about shelves.“She texted," he said. "Kerrigan made coffee. She'll be here in another forty minutes.""That's not very long," Quin said."It's long enough," Douglas said.He walked into the room and closed the door behind him. Not quite locking it this time, since he had an hour's margin, but walking towards her the way someone who had done his calculations already did. Quin walked to meet him halfway. The kiss was fierce and hungry, less frantic than the previous night but filled with more awareness of their surroundings and the ticking clock.His hands we
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Morning came in soft and ordinary.Quin woke up before the alarm she didn't set. For a while she lay still, cataloging her body in the wake of another night spent with him. There was always the pain in her sex muscles and the slight tenderness inside her thighs. This morning it was coupled with a sensation of warmth lingering in spite of the washing she'd done. As she moved, she could feel the echo of his thrusts deep inside. She got up.In the small bathroom she washed her face and brushed her teeth. Looking at her reflection under the harsh light of the bulb, she noticed that nothing obvious remained, no traces of being choked on her throat. But there was that tired look around her eyes due to the trip and something that seemed to be a lack of sleep around her mouth. She dressed up in clean shorts and a loose shirt that wouldn't cling to her body, and her hair was combed into place. The sheet used during the night was carefully bundled up at the bottom of the closet.The smell of
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Douglas was still deep inside her when the sound of barking split through the haze filling up the room, a sharp bark closer to them than the last.He pulled out of her instantly. And his movement made her shudder in pain; she felt another rush follow along with it, a thick trail seeping between her legs and sliding downwards. She remained unmoving. Listening intently along with him until they heard that voice again.Martha talking to the dog.There was a creaking noise outside. Clicking sound followed it as the dog began running towards the front entrance of the house."Come on now," came her mother’s voice. "We're here; we’re safe now. Yes, yes, hush up. I know that's why I've missed you. It's okay, you'll make her wake up; I promise she's exhausted after her journey."Clicking sounds continued to accompany her as Martha took the dog's leash off from some hook near the door and put it away carefully. Opening and closing the fridge, moving into the kitchen, where she usually spent mos
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Douglas leaned in above her, watching.Quin lay on her back across the bed, pants sagging off of one hip, breasts heaving, her legs spread wide. She had said something just moments ago, but now it hung between them in an awkward silence that seemed to stretch out infinitely.“Repeat yourself,” he ordered softly, his eyes fixed on her.“Fuck me. Daddy,” she panted through lips bruised and swollen by earlier bites. “Cum inside me. Don’t stop. Please don’t ever stop.”Some tension tightened in the line of his jaw as he stripped himself of his jeans, his erection springing up hard as he mounted her position. She was tight and swollen, dripping and burning after everything he had done to her thus far. With his hips aligned with hers, he drove himself into her depths, seating himself entirely in one smooth movement.She cried out silently, face pressed into the pillows. Douglas braced his hands beside her shoulders and drew back, thrusting home hard with each movement until the sound became
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Martha dried her hands on the towel hanging near the stove."I'm going to fetch the dog," Martha announced. "Mrs. Kerrigan's kept her all day and we shouldn't have delayed it anymore. She'll wonder why we abandoned her."Douglas turned off the light in the refrigerator, having put leftovers back in."Okay. I thought of going for a run, to get rid of the stress from driving through town. Don't forget we've been in the car most of the day. Waiting at checkpoints," he lied through his teeth. "Don't wait up," he continued. "I might take the long way round and will get home late."Martha lingered in the threshold of the living room for several moments, clutching her purse. “You sure? You can come with me. She likes you.”“I’m sure. You’ve been looking forward to walking her. Go. I’ll lock up behind you and head out in a few minutes.”She smiled with satisfaction, kissed the side of his cheek and left, shutting the front door after herself. Soon after came the noise of key turning, followed
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Martha finished putting the final plate on the table and sat down at long last.The chicken was cut. The rice was steaming in its bowl. There was a green salad placed in the center of the table in the wooden bowl that Quin remembered from her childhood. Everything was perfect and warm and ordinary, the good plates, the folded napkins, the glow of porch lights in the dusk through the window."Eat," Martha said. "You look like you've been living on coffee. Douglas, don't just stare at her, make sure she eats."Douglas passed her the rice. His expression was mild, attentive, precisely the one of stepfather whom she knew sitting at this table for years. Only the slight pink flush still visible on his throat suggested otherwise.Quin started eating the food which she was sure she wouldn't taste anyway. As she moved on the chair, the old familiar pain in her legs reminded her of the wall upstairs in crystal clear details. But she remained calm and reached for her water.Martha started bef
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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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