(COMPLETED)Ryan, a stunning woman, seems to have it all-a loving home, a fulfilling career, and a supportive family. Despite the perfect image of her marriage, recent struggles have left her feeling down. During a girls' night out, she reunites with...
We shared a passionate kiss as he pressed me against the wall, swiftly removing my pants. My hands rested on his shoulders while he explored my body with his kisses. Standing before me, he held my left hand firmly against the wall while his other hand traced along the edge of my underwear.
A tremor ran through me as his fingers delicately slipped inside, caressing my clit. I couldn't help but moan as his gaze locked onto mine. It was a surreal moment, allowing someone other than Keith to touch me.
My moans escaped in a mixture of pleasure and longing. He whispered, "Should I stop?"
I shook my head, indicating my desire for him to continue.
"I need to hear you say it," he insisted.
"No...don't," I pleaded.
"Don't what?" he teased.
"Don't stop."
With deliberate slowness, he inserted two fingers into my wet cave, moving them in a rhythm that heightened my pleasure. He demanded, "I want you to cum for me," increasing his pace.
His tongue found mine in a hot ass kiss while he skillfully hit my G-spot.
"Yes, Quincy...oh! Harder! I'm almost there!"
As I reached the peak of pleasure, our fingers intertwining, panting, trying to catch my breath,
I whispered, "Damn that felt good."
He took his fingers out of me and sensually sucked on them one by one.
"You taste so good. I've always wanted to taste you."
We shared another passionate kiss, but our moment was interrupted by my phone ringing. It was Jude.
"Damn it, Quincy, we need to leave. It's Jude, they're looking for me," I said hurriedly, pulling up my pants.
"Wait," Quincy said, gently tugging my arm.
I looked at him, smiling. "What is it?"
"I just need one more." He kissed me again, and this time I reluctantly pulled away.
"Quincy, let's go. I'm drunk and need to go home."
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"RYYYY! Where have you been?" Amiyah asked, her voice slurred from the drinks.
"I had to go call Keith!" I replied quickly, relieved that their drunken state prevented them from noticing Quincy and me together.
Glancing at the clock, I realized it was almost 3 am, and I was eager to head home.
"JUDE! I'm ready to leeeeave!" I shouted, struggling to be heard above the blaring music.
"NOOOO! We're all having a good time!" Jude protested, clearly enjoying the party atmosphere.
Sensing my frustration, Quincy stepped in. "What's the matter, Ryan?"
"I'm ready to go home. I'm tired and just want to crawl into my bed," I explained, exhaustion evident in my voice.
"I'll take you home. I drove my car," Quincy offered.
"Are you sure? You've been drinking too," I questioned, concerned about his ability to drive safely.
"Trust me, I'm not drunk. Let's go," he assured me, exuding confidence.
I bid farewell to my friends, giving them hugs and kisses, and quickly made my way out. Since we were all friends with Quincy, they didn't question his decision to bring me home.
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The ride back to my house felt awkward and filled with silence. I couldn't help but fiddle with my wedding ring, a constant reminder of the betrayal I had committed against my husband. The truth was, on that rooftop, I didn't want Quincy to stop. I craved more, despite knowing how wrong it was.
"Damn! Your house is beautiful," Quincy remarked, pulling into the driveway of our high-rise apartment.
"Thank you, and thanks for bringing me home. I appreciate it," I replied, leaning over to kiss his cheek. As I clumsily exited his two-seater Porsche, my intoxicated state caused me to stumble and fall.
Quickly shutting off the car, Quincy rushed out to assist me. "Ryan, are you okay?" he asked, genuine concern etched on his face.
I couldn't contain my laughter, even though I was undeniably embarrassed. "I'm good," I managed to say between giggles.
He helped me up and walked me to my door, placing my bag on the couch. "Your place is really nice, Ryan," he commented, admiring the surroundings.
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I stepped closer to Quincy, wanting to share a final embrace before he departed.
"Thanks again," I expressed my gratitude, reluctantly breaking away from our hug. However, his strong arms remained wrapped around my waist, and I found myself holding onto them, seeking comfort and reassurance.
"Anytime, Ryan," Quincy replied, his voice filled with sincerity.
We stood there, locked in each other's embrace, for a few seconds. The magnetic pull between us intensified, and we couldn't resist the desire that consumed us. Once again, our lips met, indulging in another sexy kiss.
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AN: Things are heating up between these two. 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥Next episode brewing! Make sure to comment and vote🤞🏼🤘🏼 tell me what y'all want to see happen.🌸🩷
