*** This chapter is for djvikinglover who loves my Pam and Quinn and who asked for more. Ask and ye shall receive! You rock chica! Stay frosty!

Chapter 65

This Is Perfect And It Scares Me

She's Perfect and She Scares Me

Pam's POV is in italics, Quinn's POV is in bold, Conversation is in normal print. Hope this isn't too confusing.

The tiger was circling me, growling ferociously and sniffing the air around me. Every now and then, he would sniff me as well and then run his tremendous tail across my legs. I felt a little apprehension as I over-analyzed the situation. Maybe I had been lured here, maybe he didn't care to show me the security codes because he hadn't planned on letting me ever leave here. Well, if that were the case, at least I knew that I would go down fighting.

He was behind me again and I heard the distinct sound of shifting and then I felt the distinct hardness of his cock pressed against me. His breathing was ragged and heavy as whispered into the back of my neck.

"You're on my turf now, are you scared?"

"Why would I be scared? You'll do what you want to and if I don't like it, I'll fight you."

His hands are on my breasts, squeezing them hard, the pressure riding the line between pain and pleasure.

"Now, I wonder, Pam, IS there anything I could do to you that you wouldn't like?"

"Yeah, there is. You could keep running your damn mouth instead of fucking me like a real man would."

The next thing I know I'm bent over the bed, my skirt is in shreds along with my underwear on the floor and Quinn's dick is buried inside of pussy. Yeah, he's a real man, alright.

"You have a dirty mouth, Pam. I fuckin' love it!"

He thrusts into me hard and I feel my knees go weak. I've turned into a total submissive since I've been fucking him. Maybe it's time he gets a taste of dominant Pam. I spin and throw him onto the bed in one quick motion. His eyes are comical and huge as he looks up at me.

"Say your prayers, you little worm. You are in big, BIG trouble now."

She threw me like I was a toy instead of the six and a half foot tall man that I am. I knew she was strong but I had no idea how strong. So here I lay on my bed and she's standing there, taking too damn long, in my opinion, to get on here with me. I'm so fucking horny for her right now and not in the mood for games. I jump up and lunge for her again, knocking her across her across the floor as we slide on the carpet. I laugh at her expression.

"What's the matter Pam? Does the rug burn hurt worse on your back than where you usually have it, on your knees?"

Okay, that face she's making now scares me a little. She throws me off of her and I fly into one of the bed posts. I don't know for sure if the loud cracking sound is the wood or my back. Mother Fucker!

So he wants to play rough does he? I like it rough, real rough. I'll probably feel bad later about all the shit that's about to get destroyed here in this room, but for now, I'm ready to fuck this guy up and then screw him until he can't walk anymore.

"You'll find out all about rug burn, boy. I'll be fucking You in the ass before we're done here."

His eyes widen, he doesn't like that idea which makes me like it that much more. I'll find something, somewhere in this house to stick in there. Necessity is the mother of invention after all. I hiss at him as I slowly make my way towards him. Damn, I'm so hot and dripping wet!

She really means to stick something in my ass! Fuck that! I'm an ass virgin and I plan on keeping it that way. My ass is an off ramp only! She's making her way towards me, she's not scared of me in the least. I have to do something to change that. I feel the growl build after she hisses at me. I have to look at her as an opponent now, a tall, blond, hot-as-fuck opponent. An opponent that I want to over power and fuck to death. Pouncing on someone with a dick as hard as mine is right now is not as easy as you might think. I spring and my forearm catches her across the neck and we both go flying into the wall.

Okay, he's got me. I'm up against the wall and he's got me pinned. He's grinning at me and pressing his length into my stomach. This isn't going to be as easy as I thought. I'm planning my retaliation and he flips me around, presses my face into the wall. I can hear something wet sounding, what the hell is he doing? HELLO! And now he's buried himself in my ass. Fuck, that feels so damn good. No one's ever done that without me initiating it before. Quinn, don't you dare fucking stop.

I have her now, she's not fighting anymore. She'd told me on our first night together how much she enjoyed this and thank god I had lube handy. Always be prepared was the best advice the scouts ever gave me. I pump into her again and I can feel her relax and open up to me.

"That's it, just relax and take it. Relax and let me take care of you. I'm so damn hot for you, Pam. Tell me babe, how do you want it? Fast or slow, gentle or hard? I just wanna make you feel good."

"Fuck me hard, Quinn. And when you think you're being too rough, just do it harder!"

He's pounding me like a jackhammer now. God, I'm so close now. He's working me, doing what I asked the way I asked him to. I didn't have to demand anything from him, he's willing and he cares enough to remember what I like. His hand reaches around and starts fingering my clit. The sensation is overwhelming, it won't be long now. I can feel that he's getting close and I'm there. Oh god, I'm there and it's amazing. I hear my own screams and it doesn't sound like me. I sound crazy, saying his name over and over as I feel my wetness run down my legs. His fingers are drawing every last bit of pleasure they can out of me relentlessly.

She's coming! I love the sound of her screaming my name. I could hear that every night for the rest of my life and never get sick of it. Her body's jerking all over the place and I can feel my balls tightening up against my body. I'm about to come all inside her ass. FUCK!____________ _________________________________________________________________________________

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(the flat lines are my little joke about what's going through a man's mind when he orgasms – Nothing. Nothing at all. *PW)

I feel his cock jerk inside of me as he comes. And comes and comes and then comes some more. Jesus, they don't make a condom that could hold all that.

"Quinn? Can you let me get my face off of the wall now? Quinn?"

Where the fuck is he? Light's on nobody's home.

"Quinn, dammit, this is getting a little uncomfortable."

"Pam, I love you babe."

Did I really just say that out loud? Is it realistic to hope that she didn't hear it, even though I really mean it?

Did he really just tell me he loved me? Is it too much too soon to believe he really does, even though somewhere deep inside I know without a doubt that I love him?