I'm baccckkkkk.
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It's Ryan's turn so let's see how this goes...
She watches as her favourite pair of brown eyes turn shades darker into black, knowing how easily she can get her way makes a smirk play across her lips.
She's relentless and won't stop until she gets what she's after; he's always known this about her. She is Quinn Fabray after all.
So as she drags her fingernails along Ryan's chest, making harsh red welts spring up in their wake, he knows he's a goner as he feels his cock make a large tent in his boxers but there's no way he's going to complain.
Quinn hears Ryan let out a heavy breath of air as her nails reach just above the waistband of his boxer briefs, which makes her pause and look at him with a raised eyebrow. He's not looking at her though, he's too focused on her hands and the fact that she just slipped her right hand underneath that waistband and grabbed a hold of his dick in one swift motion.
"Oh Christ," he says as his head falls back against the headboard, his hands taking place either side of his thighs as he fists the bed sheets.
Quinn starts to stroke his dick slowly, noticing after a few rapid pumps that he's at his full length of 7 and a ½ inches.
She swiftly shuffles herself down the bed, continuing to run her fisted hand up and down her boyfriend's thick shaft, the precum spewing from the tip making it slicker as she pumps him.
Removing her hand from his cock suddenly, he chokes out a disgruntled noise and makes a move towards her but before Ryan can protest he watches as she settles between his legs, looks up at him and in one fluid motion releases him of his boxers, his thick cock springing free and slapping against his stomach.
Unconsciously she takes her bottom lip between her teeth at the sight of him and just stares. She is broken out of her stupor by Ryan clearing his throat, her head snapping up to the raised eyebrow and smirk on her man's face.
It's wiped off in an instant though as she leans down and licks across his abs while seizing his member in her hand and pumping.
Quinn can feel Ryan's dick throb in her hand once she ceases it's movement, making him moan and shift pathetically and shift his hips around trying to get some sort of friction.
"Q, baby please, stop teasing," he whines.
Quinn chuckles at the desperate tone in his voice and immediately traces her tongue along the veins on his shaft, licking the precum from the slit and humming at the taste.
All Ryan can do is grunt in approval when she wraps her lips around the head of his dick and sucks slightly before slowly inching her way down his length.
Her thumbs press down into his hipbones and rub slightly in small circles. She feels him jerk his hips up when half of his dick is down her throat and she uses her palms to push him back down on the bed, a silent message that she is the one in control.
Taking a breath through her nose as she swallows the rest of Ryan's dick, she feels the head bump against the back of her throat and moves her tongue against the underside of his member.
Ryan's hands come up to grab a hold of her hair as he lets out a howl of approval, the warmth of his girlfriends mouth and throat sending tremors through his entire body and he's trying his best not to blow his load already.
"Fuck babe, yes, god I love your mouth," he chants out as she starts bobbing up and down on his cock, feeling it throb wantonly in her mouth.
"Mmmmmmmm," she hums around him as she gets another taste of his salty fluid that doesn't seem to stop oozing from him.
He's thrusting up as Quinn lowers her head down, gagging every few thrusts because of his length and because she has a slight gag reflex. She knows he finds it a turn on when she gags though so she pushes her head down and her nose touches his pelvis, her throat struggling to accommodate his size.
"O-ooh-oh shit baby yes, swallow my big cock. Yeah you like my cock in your mouth, don't you baby?" Ryan questions as he looks down, moaning loudly as Quinn works her mouth on and around him, her tongue coming out in surprising intervals between thrusts that have him writhing beneath her.
She hums her agreement as his dick is at the back of her throat again and the vibrations have his balls tighten and his orgasm approach.
"Mmm Quinn, fuck I'm gonna cum, oh god," he tells her though there is no need, she already knows because of the way his body is reacting and the noises he's making.
Quinn's nails drag up and down his chest roughly; specks of blood bursting through the battered flesh and Ryan's senses are going into overdrive. The sensation of all the things she is doing to him has him in a state of bliss and he hasn't even orgasmed yet.
So as she wraps her swollen lips around the head of his dick and sucks, her nails coming down along his chest one last time, he yells out her name in ecstasy.
"QUINN! OH FUCKKKKK!"
Profuse amounts of hot, sticky cum propel into the back of her throat and she takes it all, waiting for it to stop so she can taste it properly before swallowing.
His head falls back against the headboard and his eyes are closed, there's a look of satisfaction spread across his face and it makes Quinn grin, her mouth full of his semen.
Slowly Ryan opens his eyes and looks for Quinn's face, noticing that she's up on her knees and hovering over him, close enough for him to see the mysterious hint of teasing in her eyes.
He leans in to kiss her but she pulls back, opens her mouth to show him the load that's in there, Ryan's load.
Ahh, that's why she looks so devious, well two can play at that game.
"You gonna return that to it's owner?" He asks, watching as she shakes her head cheekily.
"It's not nice to take things that aren't yours, Quinnie," he teases, "and if you do, you certainly shouldn't wave it in front of the face of the person you took it from in the first place," he chastises and watches as she smirks as best she can with a mouth full of cum and then winks playfully at him before she swallows, moaning at his taste and consistency.
Ryan beckons her to him lethargically with his hand, having been worn out by the out of this world blowjob he just received. Though her recent actions has his cock slightly stirring again.
Quinn moves to him without hesitancy and pulls him by the hair to her lips, shoving her tongue inside his mouth and pushing some remaining semen into his open mouth.
He hums at the taste of both of them mixed together, although it's only Quinn's saliva he's tasting as well as himself it's still a taste of Quinn that he can never get enough of, no matter what part of her body it's from.
Withdrawing from Ryan's mouth aversely, Quinn reaches for the comforter on the bed and makes a move to get under it. Ryan shifts the pillows so they can lie comfortably before getting under the blanket himself and pulling his girlfriend into him, which she eagerly accepts as she rests her cheek on his chest and runs her fingers through his facial hair.
"You know, I've always wanted to know what it feels like to be eaten out by a guy with a beard," she says out loud, watching her fingers glide across the rough stubble.
Ryan chuckles throatily and kisses the palm of the hand she's using to trail across his upper lip before replying, "any excuse for me to stop the chore of shaving and you know I'll gladly oblige, sweetheart."
Quinn's teeth take her bottom lip captive as she looks up into Ryan's eyes, "then I suggest you stop shaving babe".
He leans down and kisses her modestly with the wordless promise that he won't be shaving anytime soon before he leans back against the pillow and pulls her closer to him for much needed sleep.