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of his soft
slacks.
    His
eyes darkened with lust. “Please,” he said almost too low for me to hear.
    I
smiled and nimbly stood on the chair arms so my pussy was near his face again.
He buried his face between my thighs and I moaned as his tongue went to work.
Part of me was screaming at me asking me what I was doing and the other part
was begging him so do naughtier things.
    He
was gripping my ass and I was moaning and rocking as he licked and sucked me
into a moaning fit. I never imagines letting a man near me like this, but it
was intoxicating. I could feel his tongue inside me driving me wild. He latched
onto my clit and sucked until I came apart. I had never had an orgasm before
and it was an awesome feeling. My body was humming and I could barely think straight.
     I
yelped when he picked me up suddenly and dropped me on the couch. He looked
annoyed, turned on, and I don’t know what else but he was sexy as hell.
    “Miss
Blake you have proven your point, now get dressed,” he growled and marched out
without another word.
    I
laid back on the couch panting. I was annoyed that he left, but still happy
that he kind of begged for me. For a virgin I did pretty well. He made it easy
for me to feel sexy. Just his expressions made me heat up. I put my clothes
back on and sat down on the couch crossing my legs like before.
    He
came back after a few minutes carrying a new drink. I smiled at him, “Quinn you
ran off awful fast,” I pouted.
    “Believe
me Miss Blake it was for your own good,” he said and sat back down in the arm
chair across from me. He watched me as he swished his ice cubes around in his
glass.
    “Is
that so?” I asked taking a sip of my wine.
    “Yes,
that is so. You have certainly proven your skills, I will set you up for
tomorrow night,” he said smoothly in his usual business like tone.
    “Just
a date correct?” I asked amused.
    He
smiled. “Yes, he will not get the pleasure I did, not at the price I am
charging anyway.”
    I
blushed. “There is no other price date only,” I said firmly.
    He
looked at me his expression blank. “Miss Blake, I am curious, how is it you
don’t want to make money with your body but you will give it to me for free?”
    I
smiled. “I didn’t give you my body I gave you a taste, you wouldn’t have gotten
much farther than where you were at.”
    He
raised his eyebrows and looked at his drink then back at me. “You should go,
Edward is waiting outside the door,” he said quietly dismissing me.
    I
sighed and stood, I wasn’t going to argue, I had nothing to argue about. I
didn’t know him and he didn’t know me. We actually didn’t even seem to like
each other.
    I
walked out the doors and Edward was there. He helped me into my coat and we
walked outside the club and waited for the car. He held the door for me and I
got inside. He drove me the short distance to my apartment and I said goodbye
and went in.
    Naomi
wasn’t home because she was working. The date was a lot briefer then I liked. I
wouldn’t have minded spending more time with him. I palmed my forehead in
annoyance. I couldn’t be thinking like this. He was a pimp for god sakes.
    I
changed into a pair of panties and a tank top and flipped a movie on. I
eventually fell asleep on the couch my mind still on Quinn.

 
    I
woke up like usual and went for a run. It was a beautiful crisp morning and I
had a full running suit on to try to battle the cold. The air cleared my head,
I had done nothing but dream about Quinn doing naughty things to me. It was
annoying. I kept saying to myself that he was no good, a pimp that probably
slept around. He was no good for a woman with such little experience.
    I
went back to the apartment when I was good and tired. Naomi was up sipping
coffee. She smiled mischievously at me over her mug.
    “What?”
I asked wondering why she looked like she knew something.
    “I
heard you gave Quinn a run for his money,” she said and giggled.
    I
blushed. “I may have teased him a