Give me more

Quinn’s POV

My body ached.

It ached for more. More of his sweet cock. I mean who fucked that good? I’d done most of the work but it had felt incredibly good having him inside me.

Now as I laid beside him on the kitchen floor, my body craved for more.

“Are you still alive?” I asked.

He hadn’t said a word since we stopped. He just lay by my side very still.

“I’m trying to be.”

I grinned. He was going to have to try harder because I wasn’t done yet.

I had his dick in my hand. A pulse throbbed. His dick hardened into granite.

My eyes flashed matching the desire in his eyes. He wanted me just as much as I wanted him. Anthony watched me with barely concealed hunger.

He’s hungry for my body, I thought biting my lips.

He got up keeping his eyes on mine the whole time. He picked me up easily and dropped me on the countertop. It felt cold under my ass so I groaned softly.

Anthony pointed the tip of his dick at my pussy. It was what I wanted. Push it in!

My eyes begged him to do it but he didn’