Intimate Persuasions Page 2

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  “Hey boss.” Louie yelled from behind the bar.

  “I need five minutes!” Quinn snapped as he slammed his office door.

  “Alrighty then. I guess I’ll go inventory the liquor in the back.” Louie walked down the narrow hallway and disappeared behind one of the doors.

  Quinn was pissed. After slamming the door, he flung his hat across the office. He needed something, anything, to throw. He was so tired of this happening to him. Was he that freaking big? I mean, my God. Weren’t women always bitching that their men were too small? Wasn’t that why every time he turned on the television there was some sort of an advertisement for male enhancement drugs?

  He slumped in his chair and let out a disgusted laugh. He still had the freaking condom on. Damn. He undid his pants and grabbed onto the base of his still throbbing erection as he slowly rolled the condom back off. He glanced up at his door at a sound that caught his attention. And there she was. The gorgeous brown-haired beauty that had begged him to fuck her, and then had just as quickly sent him away.

  She stood in the doorway staring at him. Apparently, she hadn’t believed his comment about his hand. As he sat there, his legs outstretched, his pants undone and holding his cock she had a wide-eyed look not that much different than that of a deer in headlights.

  It was obvious from the sign on the door that he was the manager, but from the look on her face she was just now realizing that. It also seemed that by some cruel twist of fate he had just had sex with the same girl who he was supposed to interview. At that moment, though, the interview and the job were the farthest things from his mind. He sat there and continued to stare at her, still holding his very hard cock. He grinned when he caught her licking her lips. He knew he was large, but he also had been told from previous girlfriends that he also knew how to satisfy a woman. Once they were able to handle him of course. .

  “You followed me here?” He asked incredulously, despite knowing what she was really doing there.

  “What? No, this is where I was heading before my flat tire. I think we spoke on the phone. I’m Ann.” She responded awkwardly. Her eyes never left the site of him fisting himself. She looked as though she wanted nothing more than to drop to her knees and find out just how large he truly was.

  “Well that’s just great. Well if you’ll excuse me, Ann, I’m not quite finished yet.” He wasn’t really going to get himself off, but his pride was hurt, so he lashed out.

  “You know. I have more than one fantasy.” She told him brazenly.

  Finally pulling his hand away from his hardness, he held up his hands. “No. Thanks, but no thanks. I’m not the biggest fan of your fantasies. They always leave me, oh I don’t know, wanting more.”

  She looked genuinely hurt by his comment. “I’m sorry about before. But I could…I mean, if you wanted, I could…”

  “Hold on, are you asking what I think you’re asking?” This chick was crazy. First she begs him to fuck her, then she sends him away before either one of them gets to come. Now she’s asking if she can give him head? No way is this really happening.

  She didn’t say anything as she walked over to him, the whole time not taking her gaze off of his cock. He knew it was jutting out as if insisting that she take it in her mouth.

  Quinn watched as she dropped her purse on the floor and fell to her knees in front of him. He should stop her. Lord only knew what she’d do this time. But he didn’t. He just watched her and waited.

  Ann looked up at him through her eyelashes. Bending over, she slowly swirled her tongue around the tip of his penis and closed her mouth over the head. He had been right. Her leer meant she was dying to taste him. He mentally calmed his nerves as she opened wide to take him deep in her mouth. With a final hiss of breath, he braced himself as she brought her lips tightly around his erection and sucked down on him. The sounds that tore from her throat were animalistic. She sounded like a woman giving her man the most primal of pleasures. Only seconds into it and he gave her his warning.

  “Ann, you’ve got to stop. Oh Jesus. If you don’t…fuck yes!” He threw back his head and began pumping into her mouth in earnest.

  She was nearly gagging from the attack on her throat. Despite his thrusts, she accepted them and sucked him with everything that she had. He was in awe of the sensations that were pouring through him. He knew he was much larger than most men, and yet she was taking him in as though it was as much for her as it was for him. Her tongue felt like pure indulgence against his cock. He let out a strangled cry as he pumped harder, then finally he hit the back of her throat with such ferocity he thought she would fall over.

  He spilled into her mouth as he screamed something even he didn’t understand. He was too lost in the erotic sensation of her swallowing every last drop of him. Had she done this to her previous lovers? Had she enjoyed it this much? Never once had he ever had a woman give him such pleasure with her mouth. Now, as she licked her tongue up the underside of his cock, he prayed that he wouldn’t have to wait long until she did it again. Once would not be enough to have the heat of her mouth give him such ecstasy.

  Chapter Two

  He stared down at her as she looked up at him. What she had just done to him had felt incredible. Hell, it felt better than incredible, it was amazing! What should she say now? She had never given a blow job to a man. The knowledge of her brazen actions hit her full force. Forget about the fact that he was a complete stranger, wasn’t there some sort of a customary pat on the head? A proverbial ‘thanks, you did good kid’ acknowledgement he would give her?

  What had she just done? This break up with Larry must be making her insane. Here she was at twenty five years old, a virtual good girl, only been with two men in her entire life, and now in a matter of twenty minutes, she had gotten very naughty with this stranger twice.

  “What’s your name?” Sure, it really should have been a question that she asked before he came in her mouth, but obviously her priorities were a little messed up.

  “Quinn.” He lifted his hand to tuck a piece of stray hair behind her ear.

  “I…um…I hope you don’t think that I did this because of the job.” Again, something she really should have discussed before the whole blow job thing.

  He shook his head, not saying anything.

  The way he was staring at her was making her body heat and flush. He was definitely gorgeous, and he was looking at her like he wanted to eat her alive, despite his recent release. How could she want him so badly when she had felt such discomfort when he was inside of her? Feeling uncomfortable from the way that he was looking at her, she got up and headed for the door. She reached for the handle, suddenly very embarrassed for the way that she had behaved. She was startled by the feel of his warm body pressed up against her back.

  “Don’t go,” he said into her ear.

  His softly spoken words caressed her neck. She dropped her head back and let it fall against his chest. “I have to. I can’t work here now. I can’t believe I just –”

  He interrupted her by swiftly turning her around to face him. “I want you.” He brought his mouth down to hers and kissed her.

  It wasn’t sensual or passionate. He kissed her like he was a mad man in a frenzy. She felt the door to his office meet her back in a loud thud. She should have pushed him away. She knew she couldn’t handle his size. But damn if what he was doing with his tongue didn’t feel so good. When he reached his hand down to cup her bottom she instinctively ground against him. Surprised, she looked at him. “You’re…”

  He smirked, “Yeah I am. I told you I wanted you.”

  But so soon after? How could he be hard again so soon after she had gone to such lengths to make sure that he was taken care of? This was crazy. She knew it was.

  “Listen, I know I started this. But I really don’t do things like this.” She tried to tear her eyes away from his gaze. What were his eyes? Blue or black? She wasn’t sure, they were so dark.

  “Oh? It seems to me tha
t you do things just like this. Seeing as you just did,” he said rather smugly.

  He was right and she knew it, but his arrogance at her brazen behavior pissed her off. She was not some floozy who did this sort of thing with whoever was handy. And she certainly was not easy. She would have continued the silent argument with herself if he hadn’t interrupted her.

  “Come on, give me another chance. I bet I can make it feel good this time. I bet I can make you come.” He whispered the last words as he bent his head to kiss her again.

  And there it was. He suddenly was not so attractive after all. What was it with men that thought they could give you exactly what you needed? Hell, if they were as good as they thought they were, women wouldn’t need fantasy lists. Larry had been the exact same way. So incredibly convinced of his sexual prowess that he had stopped trying to please her. Maybe it had been partially her fault. If she hadn’t invested so much energy into faking those orgasms at the beginning of their relationship maybe he would have been more in tuned to what a tedious and boring lover he truly was. And maybe she was bashing him slightly more than necessary, but she was entitled. After all, he had been screwing around on her for months.

  “Come on, Ann. Let me fuck you, just like you wanted me to. You felt so good when I was inside you. I want to make you feel good, too.” He was grinding his hips against her, reinforcing his request.

  She was in awe of how turned on he could be so soon after she had done what she’d done. And what was his tongue doing to her skin? She could swear that she heard her skin sizzling with each and every lick. She couldn’t do this. He’s too large. There was just no way. As if her silence was an invitation, she felt herself being picked up and carried to his desk. After being set down on the edge she felt him pull down her jean shorts, taking her panties along with them. Stop, she whispered inside her head. Why wasn’t she stopping him? Maybe it was because no matter how big she knew he was, she couldn’t fight this aching need she had to feel him inside of her again. Surely she must be sadistic.

  He had just put another condom on as he spread her legs apart and positioned himself at her entrance. He removed one hand and gently brushed his fingertips along her cheek. “You are so damn gorgeous.”

  She blushed. Why? She got naked, in broad daylight no less, on the hood of her car, and got down on her knees and sucked on his beautiful cock until he came in her mouth. But for some reason him telling her that she was gorgeous made her feel embarrassed.

  Quinn leaned over and kissed her. This time it was passionate. He wasn’t attacking her with his tongue, rather enticing her with it. She reached her arms up to grasp onto his shoulders. She heard a whimper, and knew that it came from her. God, she wanted him too! Why? Why was the need to be filled with him so strong?

  He pulled away from her just slightly. His lips just barely touching hers, he said, “Don’t stop me this time. Please. I know I’m big, but give it a chance. Give me a chance.” For reasons unknown to her she was overwhelmed with emotion at his last request. Give him a chance? Had he been with many women before who had turned him away because of his size? She didn’t know him, but felt sure that never once had he had to beg another woman for a chance. Why was he doing so now? And why with her?

  She nodded. “Okay.” It was barely a whisper, but he heard her loud and clear.

  She noticed that rather than take her quickly like he had earlier, he slowly eased himself inside of her. He watched as she winced in discomfort when he only buried half of his hardness inside of her. Damn. It still hurt, but she couldn’t ignore the sensations that were rolling inside of her.

  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.