Supremacy Part 3
All of a sudden I felt like the biggest jackass ever. Waves of feelings from my own first time washed over me. Here I was, basically forcing myself onto this girl I barely knew nothing about, when I knew exactly how that messed me up. Ok, I know, I can't get her pregnant, but still, the first person you sleep with just going at it on the couch with all your clothes on? No, I wasn't going to do that.
I think about stopping this whole thing completely, writing it off and hoping no one ever hears about it. But they way she's looking at me, that want in her eyes, I know my body isn't going to let me stop. I move off Kitty, standing in front of her, and take her hand.
"Quinn, what..."
"If this is you're first time then we're doing this right." I lead her from the couch, up the stairs, to my room. Once inside I bring my hands to her waist and connect our lips again. Things move slowly, my thumbs rub gently on her hip bones. I pull her body flush with mine, the fact this she's shorter than me feeling strange but comfortable. Kitty's hand are gripping my neck and shoulders, holding my lips to hers.
My hands move higher under her top, moving over her abs, under they're cupping her breasts. I can feel her nipples through her thin bra, and I let my thumbs drag over them, drinking in her moans as I do.
Clothes start to be removed, and soon we're both in our panties on my bed, hips rolling into each other. The feeling of her skin makes mine feel like it's on fire. My hand moves slowly once again to her panties, and I try my hardest to get them off her without breaking our kiss. When things don't go quite to plan I pull away and drag them down her legs.
I lay back down next to her, and let myself really look at her. Her eyes are half closed, the smile has died down a bit but it's still present. Her dimples are adorable, and I lean in to kiss them both before kissing her lips again. My hands run over her body, her toned, flawless body. I remember when mine used to look like that, and start to feel a bit self conscious, but I let it go for now.
I'm liking holding her like this, I like the intimacy of her body flush with mine, and I can't work out why. This is supposed to be a one nighter thing, why am I worried that she feels safe and comfortable? I chalk it up to having such a horrible first time myself and don't give it a second thought.
My hand reaches her hip, slowly moving around to cup her centre. Once again her breath hitches and I can feel a flutter in my stomach when it does. I break our kiss so I can watch her face as I touch her, needing to gauge her reactions. The only person I've done this with is myself, so I'm hoping I can work this out. I mean, if Brittany can do it, how hard could it be?
So the answer is, kinda hard. Like, I have a general idea of what I need to be doing, but, god, she's so so wet, it's all I can think about. The fact that I got her this wet. I rub the pad of my finger over what I think is her clit, and she juts her hips forward and moans loudly. I take that as a good thing. I keep running my fingers over it, and she moves her hips each time. The only issue is, every time she moves, I kinda, loose it, so it takes a moment to get my fingers back into position. I don't like to admit it, but I have no idea what I'm doing.
The urge to be inside her returns, and I lower my fingers to her entrance.
"Kitty..." I whisper. I want to make sure this is what she wants. I know I've done a complete 180 on how I was feeling before, but I want this to be good for her. I want to be the one to make her feel good.
"Please Quinn..." I slowly push one finger forward, sliding inside. I'm surprised by the feelings inside me, how my stomach clenches when her eyes close and she gasps, how my cheeks flush when her eyes open to meet mine. She so warm and slick and tight, it feels amazing. I draw myself out of her and enter her again at the same pace. Her hips cant forward, and she moans my name. I continue my movements, gaining a little bit of speed, but not much. My lips find hers and and we kiss briefly before she's loosing her breath.
I think about adding a second finger, but she's so incredibly tight. I swap so my middle finger's in inside her, making sure they're both soaked before I slowly ease both fingers into her. Fuck, I can't believe how good this is making me feel, I can only imagine how it feels for her. I try to remember what feels good, I move inside her and her entire body goes ridged.
"Whatever that was... Do it again..." Her words are quiet and breathy, and I repeat the same motion. Pressing against her front wall, she groans loudly and pulls my body into hers. I do it one more time and and I feel her fingers dig into my shoulders. A long moan leaves her, along with the names of many religious figures, and I feel her clench tighter around my fingers. I slow my movements, not that I really had a choice, god, she's so tight.
Her breathing starts to return to normal, and I capture her lips again. I slowly pull out of her, and I feel her wince slightly. When the kiss breaks, I look back over her face. She hasn't opened her eyes, but the smile remains, more relaxed now, but still plastered on her face.
"How do you feel?" I ask, kicking myself afterwards. What kind of a post sex question is that? I feel her arms tighten around my waist.
"So good... Just... Wow.." I giggle at her and kiss her nose. Wait a minute? Why would I do something like that? Get it together Fabray.
"Did you want me to...?" Kitty bits her lip and looks at me. Did I want her to touch me? Of course I did. But not right now. Right now I feel so content holding her and feeling the small after shocks shake her body.
"No, this... This is good like this." We let our lips connect, and it's slow and soft and strangely intimate. Suddenly her body tenses.
"Oh no, I was supposed to call mom to pick me up! She'll be pissed its so late." She moves to sit up but I pull her back down.
"Why don't you stay? I can take you home and to school in the morning." What are you saying Quinn? Inviting her to stay? What is this?
She snuggles her body closer to mine, and I pull the comforter over the top of us as I switch off my lamp. She kisses my shoulder lightly.
"I can't believe I just had sex with Quinn Fabray."
"You can probably stop talking about me in the third person." She leans over and kisses me once more before putting her head down again.
"Night Quinn."
"Night Kitty."