Read Intimate Persuasions Online
Authors: Nicole Morgan
He shrugged. “Forget it. I’ve become quite accustomed to having to stop in the middle.” He glanced at his hand mockingly. “My buddy here will take care of it. See you around.”
He got in the truck and sped away as she stood there. She didn’t miss the bitterness that etched his voice. She was the one that had started things and then had stopped him midway through. It was a small town.
She had no doubt that he would eventually figure out who she was.
Surely her name would be written on a bathroom wall somewhere tomorrow. ‘For a rotten fuck call Ann,’ it would say.
She turned to go toward her car. She was sore. She’d only ever been with two men. If she was honest with herself, they weren’t very big, at least not by Playgirl’s standards. She didn’t get a look at the size of him, but he seemed to stretch her to absolute maximum capacity. He had to be huge, freakishly so. Why else would she have felt so much discomfort? And why with him being gone did she suddenly feel so very empty, with the need to be filled by him all over again?
Ann sat in her car for a moment. How was she going to go to the interview now? She looked disheveled. But it
was
just a Roadhouse. The rowdy bar would probably get its fair share of messy-looking patrons. She reached in her purse and grabbed her brush. Once she was satisfied, she put on some lip gloss and smacked her lips together.
Oh well, it’s better than nothing.
It would have to be good enough because she really needed this job. The lady working the front desk at the hotel she was staying at had said the waitresses there made great tips.
* * * *
“Hey boss.” Louie yelled from behind the bar.
“I need five minutes!” Quinn snapped as he slammed his office door.
“Alrighty then. I guess I’ll go inventory the liquor in the back.” Louie walked down the narrow hallway and disappeared behind one of the doors.
Quinn was pissed. After slamming the door, he flung his hat across the office. He needed something, anything, to throw. He was so tired of this happening to him.
Was he that freaking big? I mean, my God.
Weren’t women always bitching that their men were too small? Wasn’t that why every time he turned on the television there was some sort of an advertisement for male enhancement drugs?
He slumped in his chair and let out a disgusted laugh. He still had the freaking condom on. Damn. He undid his pants and grabbed onto the base of his still throbbing erection as he slowly rolled the condom back off. He glanced up at his door at a sound that caught his attention. And there she was. The gorgeous brown-haired beauty that had begged him to fuck her, and then had just as quickly sent him away.
She stood in the doorway staring at him. Apparently, she hadn’t believed his comment about his hand. As he sat there, his legs outstretched, his pants undone and holding his cock she had a wide-eyed look not that much different than that of a deer in headlights.
It was obvious from the sign on the door that he was the manager, but from the look on her face she was just now realizing that. It also seemed that by some cruel twist of fate he had just had sex with the same girl who he was supposed to interview. At that moment, though, the interview and the job were the farthest things from his mind. He sat there and continued to stare at her, still holding his very hard cock. He grinned when he caught her licking her lips. He knew he was large, but he also had been told from previous girlfriends that he also knew how to satisfy a woman.
Once they were able to handle him of course.
.
“You followed me here?” He asked incredulously, despite knowing what she was really doing there.
“What? No, this is where I was heading before my flat tire. I think we spoke on the phone. I’m Ann.” She responded awkwardly. Her eyes never left the site of him fisting himself. She looked as though she wanted nothing more than to drop to her knees and find out just how large he truly was.
“Well that’s just great. Well if you’ll excuse me,
Ann
, I’m not quite finished yet.” He wasn’t really going to get himself off, but his pride was hurt, so he lashed out.
“You know. I have more than one fantasy.” She told him brazenly.
Finally pulling his hand away from his hardness, he held up his hands. “No. Thanks, but no thanks. I’m not the biggest fan of your fantasies. They always leave me, oh I don’t know, wanting more.”
She looked genuinely hurt by his comment
.
“I’m sorry about before. But I could…I mean, if you wanted, I could…”
“Hold on, are you asking what I think you’re asking?”
This chick was crazy. First she begs him to fuck her, then she sends him away before either one of them gets to come. Now she’s asking if she can give him head? No way is this really happening.
She didn’t say anything as she walked over to him, the whole time not taking her gaze off of his cock. He knew it was jutting out as if insisting that she take it in her mouth.
Quinn watched as she dropped her purse on the floor and fell to her knees in front of him. He should stop her. Lord only knew what she’d do this time. But he didn’t. He just watched her and waited.
Ann looked up at him through her eyelashes. Bending over, she slowly swirled her tongue around the tip of his penis and closed her mouth over the head. He had been right. Her leer meant she was dying to taste him. He mentally calmed his nerves as she opened wide to take him deep in her mouth. With a final hiss of breath, he braced himself as she brought her lips tightly around his erection and sucked down on him. The sounds that tore from her throat were animalistic. She sounded like a woman giving her man the most primal of pleasures. Only seconds into it and he gave her his warning.
“Ann, you’ve got to stop. Oh Jesus. If you don’t…fuck yes!” He threw back his head and began pumping into her mouth in earnest.
She was nearly gagging from the attack on her throat. Despite his thrusts, she accepted them and sucked him with everything that she had. He was in awe of the sensations that were pouring through him. He knew he was much larger than most men, and yet she was taking him in as though it was as much for her as it was for him. Her tongue felt like pure indulgence against his cock. He let out a strangled cry as he pumped harder, then finally he hit the back of her throat with such ferocity he thought she would fall over.
He spilled into her mouth as he screamed something even he didn’t understand. He was too lost in the erotic sensation of her swallowing every last drop of him. Had she done this to her previous lovers? Had she enjoyed it this much? Never once had he ever had a woman give him such pleasure with her mouth. Now, as she licked her tongue up the underside of his cock, he prayed that he wouldn’t have to wait long until she did it again. Once would not be enough to have the heat of her mouth give him such ecstasy.
Chapter Two
He stared down at her as she looked up at him. What she had just done to him had felt incredible. Hell, it felt better than incredible, it was amazing!
What should she say now?
She had never given a blow job to a man. The knowledge of her brazen actions hit her full force. Forget about the fact that he was a complete stranger, wasn’t there some sort of a customary pat on the head? A proverbial ‘thanks, you did good kid’ acknowledgement he would give her?
What had she just done? This break up with Larry must be making her insane. Here she was at twenty five years old, a virtual good girl, only been with two men in her entire life, and now in a matter of twenty minutes, she had gotten very naughty with this stranger twice.
“What’s your name?” Sure, it really should have been a question that she asked before he came in her mouth, but obviously her priorities were a little messed up.
“Quinn.” He lifted his hand to tuck a piece of stray hair behind her ear.
“I…um…I hope you don’t think that I did this because of the job.” Again, something she really should have discussed before the whole blow job thing.
He shook his head, not saying anything.
The way he was staring at her was making her body heat and flush. He was definitely gorgeous, and he was looking at her like he wanted to eat her alive, despite his recent release. How could she want him so badly when she had felt such discomfort when he was inside of her? Feeling uncomfortable from the way that he was looking at her, she got up and headed for the door. She reached for the handle, suddenly very embarrassed for the way that she had behaved. She was startled by the feel of his warm body pressed up against her back.
“Don’t go,” he said into her ear.
His softly spoken words caressed her neck. She dropped her head back and let it fall against his chest. “I have to. I can’t work here now. I can’t believe I just –”
He interrupted her by swiftly turning her around to face him. “I want you.” He brought his mouth down to hers and kissed her.
It wasn’t sensual or passionate. He kissed her like he was a mad man in a frenzy. She felt the door to his office meet her back in a loud thud. She should have pushed him away. She knew she couldn’t handle his size.
But damn if what he was doing with his tongue didn’t feel so good.
When he reached his hand down to cup her bottom she instinctively ground against him. Surprised, she looked at him. “You’re…”
He smirked, “Yeah I am. I told you I wanted you.”
But so soon after? How could he be hard again so soon after she had gone to such lengths to make sure that he was taken care of? This was crazy. She knew it was.
“Listen, I know I started this. But I really don’t do things like this.” She tried to tear her eyes away from his gaze. What were his eyes? Blue or black? She wasn’t sure, they were so dark.
“Oh? It seems to me that you do things just like this. Seeing as you just did,” he said rather smugly.
He was right and she knew it, but his arrogance at her brazen behavior pissed her off. She was not some floozy who did this sort of thing with whoever was handy. And she certainly was not easy. She would have continued the silent argument with herself if he hadn’t interrupted her.
“Come on, give me another chance. I bet I can make it feel good this time. I bet I can make you come.” He whispered the last words as he bent his head to kiss her again.
And there it was. He suddenly was not so attractive after all. What was it with men that thought they could give you exactly what you needed? Hell, if they were as good as they thought they were, women wouldn’t need fantasy lists. Larry had been the exact same way. So incredibly convinced of his sexual prowess that he had stopped trying to please her. Maybe it had been partially her fault. If she hadn’t invested so much energy into faking those orgasms at the beginning of their relationship maybe he would have been more in tuned to what a tedious and boring lover he truly was. And maybe she was bashing him slightly more than necessary, but she was entitled. After all, he had been screwing around on her for months.
“Come on, Ann. Let me fuck you, just like you wanted me to. You felt so good when I was inside you. I want to make you feel good, too.” He was grinding his hips against her, reinforcing his request.
She was in awe of how turned on he could be so soon after she had done what she’d done. And what was his tongue doing to her skin? She could swear that she heard her skin sizzling with each and every lick. She couldn’t do this.
He’s too large
. There was just no way. As if her silence was an invitation, she felt herself being picked up and carried to his desk. After being set down on the edge she felt him pull down her jean shorts, taking her panties along with them.
Stop
, she whispered inside her head.
Why wasn’t she stopping him?
Maybe it was because no matter how big she knew he was, she couldn’t fight this aching need she had to feel him inside of her again. Surely she must be sadistic.
He had just put another condom on as he spread her legs apart and positioned himself at her entrance. He removed one hand and gently brushed his fingertips along her cheek. “You are so damn gorgeous.”
She blushed.
Why?
She got naked, in broad daylight no less, on the hood of her car, and got down on her knees and sucked on his beautiful cock until he came in her mouth. But for some reason him telling her that she was gorgeous made her feel embarrassed.
Quinn leaned over and kissed her. This time it was passionate. He wasn’t attacking her with his tongue, rather enticing her with it. She reached her arms up to grasp onto his shoulders. She heard a whimper, and knew that it came from her.
God, she wanted him too! Why? Why was the need to be filled with him so strong?
He pulled away from her just slightly. His lips just barely touching hers, he said, “Don’t stop me this time. Please. I know I’m big, but give it a chance. Give me a chance.” For reasons unknown to her she was overwhelmed with emotion at his last request. Give
him
a chance? Had he been with many women before who had turned him away because of his size? She didn’t know him, but felt sure that never once had he had to beg another woman for a chance.
Why was he doing so now? And why with her?
She nodded. “Okay.” It was barely a whisper, but he heard her loud and clear.
She noticed that rather than take her quickly like he had earlier, he slowly eased himself inside of her. He watched as she winced in discomfort when he only buried half of his hardness inside of her.
Damn.
It still hurt, but she couldn’t ignore the sensations that were rolling inside of her
.