Intimate Persuasions (3 page)

He quietly asked her, “Do you want me to stop?”

Her heart was pounding. Despite the initial discomfort, she had to admit that it wasn’t nearly as bad as it had been earlier. There was a little burn as he stretched her. But that burn was quickly being replaced by tingling. She shook her head.“Kiss me like you did before.”

He didn’t answer her with words, but with actions. He leaned over and gave her what she wanted. The motion caused him to slide a little bit further inside of her. She tensed for a moment underneath the pressure of taking more of him. He almost pulled away and out of her until she stopped him. She reached her hands around his hips and held his body to hers.

“Is it okay?” He cautiously asked her.

She was beginning to relax now. She could feel the walls of her pussy throbbing with his invasion, but it was no longer a discomfort or a pain. It was a warm fluttery feeling.
Oh yeah.
She could still feel her nerves tingling as she accepted him further into her body. “Quinn. I need more.” She surprised herself at her demand.

He looked at her in shock. “Are you sure?”

In answer to his question, she reached her legs around his back and locked her ankles together, bringing him closer to her. “Ooh…yes.” The sound escaped from her mouth without her knowledge.

As he looked down at her, she knew her flush of arousal was evident. She was moaning and writhing against him. There should be no question of whether or not she was actually enjoying it.

“Ann?” He said her name, as though seeking an answer he wasn’t sure he’d gotten.

She opened her eyes to stare up at him. She smiled. “Quinn, take me. You feel so good.”

He sank all the way inside of her. She saw the restraint on his face when he was finally buried completely in her. It looked like he almost bit his own tongue to keep from letting all of the expletives that were swirling around in his head from falling from his mouth. Damn, she felt so tight, so stretched. She wondered what it felt like to him. Did she feel like a sweet vice, grasping him snugly?

He looked at her intently. She wasn’t asking him to stop, but she knew he was waiting for her to. She could feel the insides of her pussy trembling. She wanted him to rock in and out of her, but it was obvious that he was worried that if he did too much it would become too uncomfortable for her and she would make him stop again.

“Quinn, please.”
God, he felt so good.
How could she have stopped him earlier?

With a look of sincerity, he looked into her eyes and spoke softly. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“No, I swear it feels good. I just needed time.” She wasn’t waiting for him any longer. She started to rock against him, slowly stroking his hardness in and out of her.

Quinn must have reached his breaking point because he was unable to hold back anymore. He began to meet her demands, and with every deep thrust she gasped and felt her pussy throb even more. She wondered how she felt like a fifteen year old virgin, but still felt like this was the best sex she’d ever had.

“Oh God, Quinn. Touch me!” She screamed.

He brought his hand down to her clit and groaned when he felt how completely soaking wet she truly was. Using his thumb he massaged the swollen nub, causing her body to thrash from side to side. In all of his life, he had never seen anything quite so erotic. She was now pinching her nipples as she writhed beneath his touch.

“Yes. Quinn, yes, harder, faster! Oh God…yes…ooh…” She exploded with the most intense orgasm she had ever felt in her entire life. An extreme heat flared through her body and held onto her while tiny fireworks went off inside, shooting lightning bolts of pleasure down to her womb as her orgasm flowed over him.

Quinn was lost. Her pussy was contracting around his cock and clutching onto him in the sweetest sensation of euphoria. He threw his head back and grunted, screamed and shouted all at the same time. Although he wasn’t sure how, he came like it had been weeks since he’d had any release. The orgasm continued to rip through him for several moments as his cock twitched inside of her with every spurt of his semen.

Finally he was done, finished and completely exhausted. He was leaning on top of her, heaving, trying to catch his breath. He was still inside of her and could feel the aftershocks of her orgasm. It was almost as if she was vibrating around him. His oxygen level was slowly starting to return to normal as he propped himself up enough to look down at her. “Are you okay?”

Ann looked at him. “Yeah. I can’t believe…that felt so good.”

Did it ever
. “Are you sure? I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

She smiled at him as she brought her hand up to run her fingers through his hair. “No. It was amazing. And I’m not just saying that, either. I’ve never felt anything like that before.”

Quinn used every amount of strength he had to keep from grinning.
Amazing?
No one had ever told him that before. And truth be told, he was more than a little bitter when it came to sex and women. He had been told by so many women that he was too big, and it pissed him off. He didn’t want to hurt any of them, but just to make them feel good.
To hell with it,
he pushed the past memories aside and smiled at her.

“You really liked it? It wasn’t too…much?”

“Uh uh.” Her smirk reinforced her answer.

“Boss?” Lenny yelled from the other side of the door.

Quinn felt Ann tense underneath him at the surprise. “Yeah Lenny?” Did he lock the door? He didn’t think so.

“You all right in there? I was in the back room, thought I heard you shout.”

Quinn and Ann both laughed. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just stubbed my toe.” He shrugged, what was he gonna say?
Oh yeah. Sorry to worry you, Larry. I just had the best orgasm of my entire life while I was buried deep inside an incredibly gorgeous woman.

“Okay, just checking. Listen, I’m all done, I’m gonna head out for lunch. You want anything to eat?”

Again, Quinn and Ann laughed. They were both thinking the same thing. “No, I think I’ll find something here to munch on.” His answer sent Ann into such hysterics that Quinn had to cover her mouth to muffle her sounds.

“All right then. See you in an hour.” Lenny shuffled his feet down the hallway.

Quinn stared at her and shook his head grinning, “Who are you?”

She bunched her brows together. “I told you, Ann.”

He chuckled, “Not your name. I mean
who
are you? I’ve never met anyone like you before.”

“I hope that’s a good thing.”

“I’m still inside you, aren’t I? Yeah, it’s a good thing.”

“So, does this mean I aced the interview, or blew it?” She gave him a seductive smirk and wink.

This time Quinn laughed so hard he slipped out of her.

“What’s so funny? I was only teasing.” His laughter was contagious because despite her current position she was giggling right along with him.

“Oh, you definitely blew it, alright.” He shook his head as he held his hand out to her. “You want to grab some lunch?”

Ann was pulling up her shorts quickly and asked him nervously, “I…Do you have a bathroom?”

“Yeah, behind that door.” He motioned with his hand to a small door in the corner of his office.

He watched her as she went inside and closed the door. He had to admit, he thought it was cute how she could all of a sudden seem bashful. He waited while she cleaned herself up and wondered who she was, besides her name. He’d lived in Oakdale almost his whole life and knew almost everyone. She obviously was new in town, which meant she probably hadn’t met many people yet. This was fine by him, because he had every intention of seeing her again. In very much the same way he had minutes ago, with her naked and writhing beneath him in pleasure. His thoughts were interrupted when the door opened and she walked out.

Ann strode over and picked up her purse from where she had dropped it on the floor, right before she’d—done what she’d done. She turned to him and quickly turned away, unable to meet his gaze. “Are you okay?” He wondered aloud. He didn’t miss how quickly she turned away from him.

“Yeah, I’m…embarrassed, I guess you could say. I wasn’t kidding earlier. I’ve never done anything like this before. I don’t know what came over me.” She smiled at him. The embarrassment covered her face in the form of red cheeks.

He walked to her, hating that she was feeling regrets. He definitely wasn’t. “If you think I think badly of you, I don’t.”

She looked up at him as he put his hands on her shoulders. “Really? I mean, I know that you’re a nice guy and, well, I guess I don’t really know that. But you seem like a nice guy and you don’t have to give me a bunch of sweet words. I mean we’ve already, you know. So, it’s not like you have to try to be all nice to me.”

Quinn was shocked by her low opinion of both him and herself. “Is that what you think? Listen, what we did was incredible and yes it is over now. But I was kind of hoping I could see you again sometime.” He held up his hand when she started to speak. “Outside of work, because I won’t be hiring you.”

Quinn had to stop her from the obvious rush of fury that swept through her. She hadn’t been with him to get the job. But the idea that he screwed her, and now refused to hire her, seemed like the ultimate insult. “How dare –”

“Hold on. Hear me out.” He waited for her to close her dropped open mouth before continuing, “I like you. And this job calls for a woman that can handle men grabbing at her and making all sorts of lewd comments. The guy from the side of the road earlier, he’s a regular.”

“I’m quite capable of taking care of myself, and for the record, I find it completely deplorable that you can – umph.” She was silenced by his mouth pressed against hers. His lips were gentle and undemanding when they brushed against hers.

Satisfied that he had stunned her into silence, Quinn pulled away from her. “Now, as I was trying to explain, I like you. I was hoping that I would get to see you again. But I don’t want it to be while some jerk is grabbing your ass. So, my brother and I have a restaurant in town, nothing fancy, just a little steak joint. We need a hostess for a few shifts during the week and alternating weekends.”

Quinn watched as her expression changed from shocked to inquisitive. “So, what do you say? You interested?”

She cocked her eyebrow up at him. “Let me see if I’ve got this straight. You just met me, but the idea of another man grabbing my ass bothers you so much you won’t hire me here, but you’ll give me a job at your restaurant. Does that about sum it up?” She waited for him to answer.

“Yep, that pretty much covers it.”

A large and amused grin formed on her face. “You don’t even know me. What if I’m a horrible employee?”

He shrugged, “You’re good at other things. I assume you’ll be good at all things you do.”

“Pretty big assumption.” She pointed out.

“Does that mean you don’t want the job?” He wanted desperately to kiss her again but restrained himself.

This time she shrugged, “That depends.”

“On what?”

“Would I have to sleep with you?” She said teasing, but waited to hear his answer.

“You won’t have to. But I sure as hell hope you do.” He winked at her. “Now do you want the job or not, because I’m dying to kiss you again.” Quinn didn’t wait for her answer as he took possession of her mouth with his.

Chapter Three

“You think you can handle all that?” Derek asked her.

“Yeah, it sounds easy enough. Will you be around if I need help?” Ann asked, knowing she wouldn’t.

“Yeah, I’ll be in the back. We’re uploading a new payroll system. Just let me know if you need anything.” He smiled at her.

“Okay, thanks.” Ann watched Quinn’s brother walk away. He was the polar opposite of his brother. While Quinn had dark hair and tan skin with dark eyes, Derek was blonde haired, blue eyed and fair skinned. Other than their obvious similarities in the height department, they looked nothing alike. If Quinn hadn’t told her they were brothers, she would never have believed it.

Ann spent the next several minutes getting acquainted with her cute new work station. She had a little podium, a clipboard, a holder for the menus and her own cordless phone. She was a hostess at a little steak restaurant and for some reason, she felt like an executive who was just given the corner office of the top floor. It was just a silly, menial job, but she felt great. Well, it was possible that she felt great because last night, hours after Quinn had bought her lunch, he had come to her hotel room and made her feel just as incredible as he had when she was spread out on his desk. A warm flush ran up her face at the memory of it.

“What are you thinking about?”

Abruptly, Ann turned to see Quinn standing there grinning. He was wearing that cowboy hat again. Something about that hat made her knees go weak with need. She pointed her finger at him. “You scared me.”

“I only scared you because you were lost in thought.” He came to her and wrapped his arms around her. “You gonna tell me what has your face so red?”

She twinkled her eyes at him. “No, I’m not.”

“Fine, be a tease. So, how’s it going?” He peeked around the restaurant, wondering where his uptight brother was.