"Quinn, I need you!" A husky voice wines in my ear as my finger dip lower towards her entrance. She pulls my face towards hers and sucks on my bottom lip causing me to let out a low moan.

"Rachel..." I groan as she scratches me back when the tips of my fingers go over her swollen nub. I gather her juices and coat my rock hard cock with it. She bites her lip as her back arches, my name falls like smooth water from her lips. "Baby, what do you need?" I husk as I pinch her nipple with my free hand.

"You; I need you to fuck me, Quinn." She cries and arches towards me once again as I bite down on a dusky nipple.

"Your wish is my command" I smirk and I kiss her one more before lining up against her entrance. We both cry out in pleasure as heat envelopes heat. I give her a second to adjust before I start at a steady rock. "You feel so good, baby." I take her mouth with mine as she moans deeply. I move to her neck and latch on, biting and soothing.

"Quinn! Harder!" She groans, clawing my back and giving me more space to suck on. I start pounding all eight inches into her relentlessly. She muffles her cries by grabbing onto a pillow as I throw her legs over my shoulders, making it go deeper and hit her g-spot.

"Who can do it like this, Rach? Huh? Who else?" I growl in her ear, the headboard banging the wall faster and faster.

"Uhng! N-no... no one! Yes, Quinn! Fuck me!" She yells and thrashes around. I keep pounding into her, our words becoming incoherent. Not long after, she tenses up mid shout. I feel her clench around my rod and my balls tighten to the point where it's almost painful.

"Rachel!" I whisper, unable to say much more as I lose my stroke rhythm.

"Quinn!" she yells, but for some reason her voice takes a different tone I ignore it because I'm so close. "Quinn!" It almost sounds deep and demanding, sort of irritated. "Now, Quinn!" It almost sounds like... my dad...

"QUINN"

I jerk awake when a pillow hits me square in the nose while a gruff voice yells my name. No, n,o no! I was so fucking close! I look up to see my dad in a house robe and coffee in his hand. He sips it in a casual manned as though he didn't just wake me up from my sexy Rachel dream.

"Why did you hit me?" I ask with my eyebrows furrowed, my voice deep with sleep and arousal. "You should have just told me to wake up!" I pout and get up reluctantly.

Dad raises his eyebrows incredulously, "I DID! Now hurry up, you have a guest waiting for you."

"Who is it?"

"It's a surprise." I nod an okay and get ready to go the bathroom. "Hey, Q Bug? I guess it's not broken!" He chuckles. I look at him in confusion before he lifts a brow and looks down.

"Oh my God! Get out!" I groan as I turn red in mortification. But I can't help but be giddy on the inside because it works. Take that table! You can't break me!

He chuckles as I shove him towards the door. On the way out he turn around and laughs, "Its Rachel!" He giggles like a school girl while running down the hall.

I get ready to close the door when a flash of brown hair catches my eye. Next thing I know, Rachel walks in my room like she owns the place. She looks around with an inquisitive face while I openly gape at her with my hand still on the doorknob and my dick still harder than stone.

"Not bad, Quinn" she assesses before she turns around to look at me. She raises an eyebrow as she looks me up and down.Oh shit, Quinn Kong! I hurriedly cover it up.But what if that was an impressed eyebrow? I uncover it and stand up straight with a smirk.

"Don't be cocky, it doesn't suit you." She deadpans. I deflate and furrow my eyebrows. "Now where's this comic book you wanted to show me?" She smiles.

"What are you doing here, Rachel?" I ask in confusion.

Her smile falters. She cocks her head to the side with a mock pout, "Did you not want to see me?"

"What? No! I mean yes I want to see you, no now though. I just meant that I didn't want you to see me like this" Because I just had the best wet dream about you and all I want to do is bend you over my desk and fuck you cross-eyed.

I get both eyebrows raised in response so I hurry to say something "Not that I'm ashamed of my junk, quite the contrary. Cuz it's big. Like, bigger than Finn, which doesn't mean anything cuz he has a toddler dick, but I'm still way bigger so you shouldn't talk to him." I say as casual as I can, running my hands over the dresser and walking around.

She looks at me, chuckling and shaking her head. "Okay, Quinn. I get it." She turns towards my gaming system and shrugs her shoulders. "I guess I just wanted to see how you and Little Q are doing" She says with a hint of affection in her voice.

"Aww, that's sweet - wait, did you just call Quinn Kong little?" 'Hell naww, we're going to have to show her.'

'Don't whip it out yet, she ain't ready!'

'You right... next time. Ohh, wifey is saying something! Stop talking to yourself"

"You call your penis King Kong?" Rachel says in an amused tone.

"Quinn Kong." I correct her, "Like my name before the Kong. Cuz when it comes out bitches start trippin'... so yeah. Its Quinn Kong" I explain with a nod and a playful smile.

"That's cute, Q. Nice little ring to it, don't you think" she smirks and gets out COD. Youwon't think its cute when you see it in the pool and cry snake!Wait, she gave me a nickname! SCORE!

"Sure, let's play so I can beat your virtual ass for calling me cute."

She smiles and gets her controller. "I called the nick name cute, Quinn."

"Ohhhh. Buts it's sexy not cute." I say with a pout.

"You definitely are that." She says coyly with a wink.

Lord, give me strength.