I spun and came face to face with a dirty child who I guessed was about ten or eleven. The little girl had matted dreadlocks down to her waist, and her skin might’ve been clear and innocent but was covered in mud and a nasty scar on one cheek.
Thoughts raced in Q’s eyes, and I wished I could decipher him; unriddle him and find the key to owning him heart, body, and soul.Pulling back, he hooked his thumbs into his boxer-briefs and pulled them down. My mouth went instantly dry. Watching this man strip made every part of me combust into a rain of fire.
His c**k sprang free, heavy and heated with need. The discarded boxer-briefs fell to his ankles, and he kicked them away without care. So proud and sure, almost cocky and arrogant, but the cool aloofness I mistook in the past was actually tightly reined passion. A will of iron that buckled and strained to stay human all the while urges beat him to submit.Discarding the whip with a flick of his wrist, Q dropped his hand to wrap around his thick girth. He stroked once, twice. His long fingers fully encasing himself as he pumped strong and sure.I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think.
Everything inside quivered. The just out-of-reach orgasm echoed in my pu**y, clenching, calling to Q’s perfect cock.I wanted to be Q’s fingers. I wanted to be his flesh. I wanted to be his c**k receiving such pleasure. I wanted everything about him, and yet he gave me nothing.
I trailed my eyes up his physique, over his rigid stomach, skittering over his intricate tattoo, along his chest, up his stubble-smooth chin and parted lips until I finally looked him in the eye.
It felt as if the world exploded on its axis, tripping, spinning, hurling me headlong into sin and debauchery.What’s the deal with you and Daniels? Nolita asked. What happened with you guys inside?
He was a doctor, I was a patient, I said. Except he wasn’t trying to make me better. He was trying to find out why I wasn’t sick.She wrinkled her nose. What does that mean?
Why don’t you ask him? I don’t want to talk about it.Hmm. Her forehead scrunched up as she thought for a moment. Are you going to do that all night?