by Angera Allen
Quick strips his clothes while watching me stand there getting aroused. I lick my lips biting down, feeling the pain as pleasurable.
“Close your eyes,” he says in a commanding voice.
I do as he says taking a deep breath. I feel Quick’s fingertips graze over my chest shifting my hair back over my shoulders exposing my neck. He leans in placing butterfly kisses along my collarbone and up my neck. I moan feeling my body shiver.
Quick grabs the hem of my dress, lifting it up over my head. “I want to cherish every inch of you tonight. I want to memorize every crevice of your beautiful body.” He breathes against my skin as his fingers caress along my body.
“Yes,” I say in a whisper.
Unclasping my bra, Quick slowly slips each strap off my shoulders one shoulder at a time. “I want you to know how much I want you and how special you are to me,” he says inches away from my ear sending a heat wave over my body.
Gripping my hips, Quick guides me to the bed positioning me on my back before placing himself between my legs. Starting with my neck, Quick licks, sucks, and kisses, moving slowly down my body. Capturing each nipple torturing each one, I moan my approval, lifting my back off the bed. Quick glides his fingers up and down my stomach and back to my core.
“Please. Fuck me,” I whine desperately.
He releases my breast with a pop. “I’ve been dying to do something with you. It goes against my number one rule, but you’re special. I need to know before you leave.”
Right now, I would agree to anything he asked of me just as long as he let me climax. “Hmmm? What?”
Quick stops touching me as he moves to lay next to me, I open my eyes, desperate for his touch. Quick stares down at me as he cups my cheek. “I want to take you bare. I want to mark you in every way I can before you leave. I want to feel your skin against my skin. Your pussy’s so hot that I want to feel it smolder around my cock.”
I turn my body, so we’re facing each other. I lay there for a second looking into his eyes, seeing the desire and passion he has for me. I nod my head. “Okay.”
Quick’s face breaks out into a huge smile. “Are you protected?” Quick asks eagerly.
I nod my head again. “I haven’t been with anyone since Brody which was right after the incident. I was checked twice since then. I’ve only been with Brody and well Sam, but he wore a condom and now you,” I explain.
Quick groans. “Jesus Christ. I want you so fucking bad.”
Quick grabs my waist pulling me closer, kissing me deep with long strokes. I get a burst of courage and push Quick to his back, straddling him. My hair falls forward covering both of us, so I break the kiss, raising up, reaching between us and positioning his cock at my entrance.
“Ride me, Firecracker.” He grins, biting his lip as he slides his hands up my thighs, waiting for me to descend. Feeling the warmth of his cock has my pussy spasming. I slowly work my way down only to pump up a bit, lubing his cock as I seat myself upon him. “Fuck. Ruby,” Quick grits out watching me smother his dick. We’re both panting.
“Fuck you need to move, or I’m going to come real fast. Goddamn, your pussy feels fucking good wrapped around my cock.” Quick grabs my hips moving me forward and back, so I lift up and slam down hard against him.
We both cry out, “Fuck yeah.”
My God he feels so fucking good.
That is all it took for me, and I start to ride him. I shift my hips forward and back thrusting hard, taking him deep, hitting my cervix.
“That’s it my little gem. Ride my cock, Rube. Fuck me, baby.” He drops his head back as he digs his nails deep into my hips.
Moaning with each thrust, I grab the headboard behind him riding him harder and faster.
Quick is grunting “yeah” over and over. His cock thickens within me, feeling it pulse as he reaches his climax. His neck muscles bulge out, and his face turns red. “Jesus Christ.” He starts to thrust his cock up meeting my thrust.
“Fuck yeah. Yeah. ah…” I scream out, collapsing forward holding onto the headboard, as my legs start to cramp up from the orgasm rippling through me.
Quick’s like lightning flipping us over as he stays seated in me. He doesn't miss a beat as he continues to pump into me with fast, sharp thrusts as sweat drips from his face.
“Fuck Ruby. I’m close.” Quick’s face is beet red with sweat-drenched hair sticking to his forehead.
“Quick, harder,” I whine.
“Your pussy. Jesus, it feels. So fucking good, baby. Fuu-uck.”
My climax shoots through me, hearing his words I lose control orgasming again around his thickness clenching each inch of his shaft, coating it with each thrust. I hear sloshing sounds of my come sliding down to my asshole.
“Goddamn, your cock is so fucking big,” I say.
“Fuck yeah. Keep talking.” He rams me harder with a couple sharp pumps before he loses control jacking his cock into me so fast that my tits are flying everywhere.
I feel so wild and alive. It’s like he’s my freedom. I’m fucking free. “Fuck me hard. Claim my pussy,” I demand.
Quick leans back grabbing my legs as he lifts my ass off the bed hammering me deeper, engulfing his cock so it hits my cervix.
“Oh, fuck...” I moan, arching my back off the bed, leaving only my head touching the bed as another orgasm soars through me. My walls contract around his dick sending him over the edge as his climax hits him hard.
Quick’s head drops back, his hands become a vise, gripping my body as he shudders above me moaning his release. I feel his warm come squirt deep inside filling me, making my body quiver as he pumps long, deep, thrusts.
“Jesus Christ. Milk my cock, Ruby.” Quick drops down over me taking my mouth hard, devouring me, he breaks for a breath, panting with each thrust. He puts all his weight on me sucking my neck as he continues moving in and out, slowly with each thrust. When he stops, still fully inside me, he breaks the suck releasing my neck. Like he’s a vampire sucking every last ounce of blood from me, I feel dizzy. Neither one of us speak but just lay there letting the waves of emotion crash through us, leaving us both in a slumbering state.
Chapter Eighteen
“What’s wrong with you? Are you hungover?” Izzy asks when she approaches me sitting at the bar downstairs.
I peer at her from over my coffee mug. “I’m tired as fuck, and I can’t move,” I grumble.
Maze laughs from across the bar. “She barely made it to the bar stool. Quick had to help her.”
“Seriously? What did he do to you?” Izzy laughs.
I place my head on the bar. “Let’s just say he made sure to touch every inch of my body and leave plenty of marks on me.”
“Shut the fuck up? Let me see,” Izzy demands, standing up moving next to me, pulling my head off the bar evaluating me. “Oh. My. God.” She’s shocked when she sees all the hickeys across my chest and neck.
“Where is Quick?” she asks, looking around trying to hide her amusement.
I point over my shoulder to the end of the hall. “Meeting with Shy.”
“Are you mad?” Izzy is trying to be concerned but is failing horribly.
I smile for the first time. “No, it was the best night of my life, but if I don’t have sex for a month, I think I’ll be okay.”
“Well, I’m sure that’s what he was going for.” She laughs, sitting back down. “But damn those hickeys could of been a bit lower. There is no hiding those bad boys.”
Quick did what he promised last night and explored every inch of my body. Fucking and sucking every entrance my body allowed. He devoured me like a crazed man obsessed, with all the positions he put me in last night and again this morning in the shower.
My pussy was so raw and swollen that he could only take me from behind this morning in the shower. Before we got dressed, he sucked my pussy one last time to say his goodbye.
I’ve never, even on drugs, had that many orgasms. He was like a cat in heat with his cock never going soft lon
ger than a few minutes before he wanted more. He was insatiable, only sleeping in small increments before pouncing on me again. He even fell asleep inside me a couple times. It was the best night of my life.
“He went a little crazy in the shower this morning with sucking,” I explain with a smile remembering.
Both girls say in unison with a laugh, “I bet he did.”
As the men start to emerge from the clubroom Ginger and Izzy watched as Quick strode toward us.
“He doesn’t look hurt like you do, Rube,” Izzy states loud enough for everyone to hear.
“Wait ‘til you see his neck,” Dallas bellows from behind Quick.
Quick flips everyone off laughing. As I turn around on my stool, I smile, feeling all warm inside as he stalks toward me.
“Jesus Christ! Quick, we might need to fucking rename you to Hoover. Fuck, did you mark her enough? Everyone will know she was fucked good last night,” Mac says standing next to me looking at all the hickeys on my neck.
“I wanted to make sure she wouldn’t forget me. Fucked her so hard she won’t need any sex for a few weeks before I can come see her.” Quick leans down kissing me. “Right, Firecracker?”
But before I can say anything, Izzy leans in close to us. “You’re planning on going to visit her soon?”
We both look over to Izzy and nod our heads.
“Fuck yeah. I won’t be able to stay away more than a week - two at the most. Before I will need my fix,” Quick states with a chuckle.
I hope he does, but I’m not holding my breath. I’m still in a happy bubble from last night, and anything sounds good right now, but tomorrow is a different day.
We’ll see if he still remembers me.
Izzy stands up. “Okay, let's go try to cover up some of these marks before we go into public.”
Everyone laughs as they see me try to stand up and move to the bathroom. My body isn’t working. It hurts everywhere.
About twenty of us headed to a restaurant for some lunch before the four of us had to head to the airport. Lunch was filled with a lot of laughter, heckles, and jokes. I felt my heart was overflowing with so much happiness spilling over, that I tried to soak up as much as I could before I had to head back to my life.
I cried as everyone hugged me telling me they couldn’t wait to see me again. That I needed to move here, and I cried from all the love and support they showed me. I was going to miss them.
Gus drove us with Quick and I sitting in the back of the SUV. The exhaustion from no sleep the night before starts to kick in as I yawn.
“I’ll text you later. I know Izzy isn’t giving you your phone ‘til you get on the plane, but I already got your cell number. If you need any help just call, like Shy said, we’re here for you,” Quick rambles next to me.
I smile up at him nodding my head. When I don’t speak, he turns in his seat to face me.
“What are you thinking?” he pleads with me.
“Just I have a lot of shit to deal with, and I don’t want you to feel you have to keep in contact with me. This was a great weekend, and I loved every minute of it, but I don’t expect you to wait for me,” I say honestly.
Quick’s face turns hard. “Do you not want me to keep in touch?”
I sigh. “No, that isn’t what I’m saying. I do want you to keep in touch. I just don’t want you to feel bad if some girl comes along at the club and you want to fuck her.”
“My dick’s so raw that I don’t think I would be able to fuck even if I wanted to. I seriously need to give my buddy a rest. Plus, I think you ruined me for other women, but I hear what you're saying.” Quick laughs. He grabs my hands. “I feel like a fucking pussy right now. I don’t want you to leave, but I know you have to. I’m just so glad I decided to take Redman to the airport, and we met. I hope that, if anything, we’ll stay in touch and see what happens. That’s all I want.” Quick leans in, kissing me.
My heart hurts. These past four days with the Wolfeman MC, Izzy, and Quick have been the best of my life. My life I dreamt of having and pray I will be able to make a reality. I just need to stay focused.
“Quick, I’m so glad we met, and I hope we can make it work too. Just be patient with me, and we’ll see where we go,” I murmur, deepening the kiss.
Fuck, I’m going to miss his kisses.
When we approach the airport, everyone gets out, and the boys pull our bags out from the back. I move to give Gus a big hug and kiss on the cheek saying goodbye. Quick moves to the curb picking me up, giving me one of his breathtaking kisses.
“Don’t forget me, Firecracker,” he whispers against my lips.
I answer with a kiss, “Never going to happen.”
He kisses me one last time before releasing me.
“I’ll text you once I get my phone back.” I smile.
Gus has Izzy in a bear hug kissing her neck saying something into her ear. When he releases her, she cups his cheek with her hand before turning to leave. The look on her face has me worried, but I don’t say anything. Instead, I turn to head inside, leaving the man of my dreams behind to deal with the pain of my existence.
This has been the best weekend of my life. I’m looking forward to the next chapter that is in store for my future.
The End… for now.
Ruby and Quick’s full-length story will continue in the first book in The Wolfeman MC series. Coming soon.
About the Author
Crazy, outgoing, adventurous, full of energy and talks faster than an auctioneer with a heart as big as the ocean... that is Angera. A born and raised California native, Angera is currently living and working in the Bay Area. Mom of a smart and sassy little girl, an English bulldog, and two Siamese Cats. She spends her days running a successful law firm but in her spare time enjoys writing, reading, dancing, playing softball, spending time with family and making friends wherever she goes. She started writing after the birth of her daughter in 2012 and hasn’t been able to turn the voices off yet. The Spin It series is inspired by the several years Angera spent married into the world of underground music and her undeniable love of dirty and gritty romance novels.
Also by Angera Allen
SPIN IT SERIES
Alexandria – Book One
Ginger – Book Two
COMING SOON
Izzy – Book Three – Spin It Series
Quick – Book One – The Wolfeman MC Series
FOLLOW AND CONNECT
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Acknowledgments
This last year has been a crazy ride. Ruby’s story started out to be a 15k for a anthology for Shameless Book Con, but once Ruby’s story started, I couldn't stop. To finish her book, I would have had to spoil most of Izzy’s story, so I had to cut it off with just a crazy weekend. Her story will continue in the first installment of The Wolfeman MC series in Quick’s story. I hate cliffhangers, but it was the only way. I promise Izzy and Quick’s stories will be out before end of year.
Okay, as always, I want to first and foremost, thank my family most importantly my parents. They are my biggest fans and supporters. My father for all his love and support, especially his hugs. My mom has and will always be my biggest cheerleader and my best friend. My auntie Debbie for always being there for me. You always put a smile on my face no matter what is going on. I can’t wait for our next girl’s trip.
To my baby girl: Thank you for understanding Momma has to work on her computer at night. Your daily smiles, hugs and I love you’s are priceless. The love and support you give to me is the strength I need to keep going. I love you, my little sunshine.
To my die-hard beta readers: Marlena S., Jennifer G., Kim H., Jennifer R., and Angie D. All of you ladies have been with me each step of the way, giving me honest advice and un
wavering support. Thank you for always dropping what you are doing to read the newest chapters, and respond with your honest advice. I love each and every one of you.
Marlena Salinas, As always, you are my partner in crime and soul sister. I could be here all day listing all the things you have done for me throughout the years. You are my spiritual ground, and you always help me lighten my soul when it is full. I am so thankful for your true friendship. I love you Mar.
Kim Holtz, you always know what I am thinking, so thank you for fixing my mixed up words! I love that you can understand me even when I don’t make sense. I look forward to all our upcoming book endeavors. You are one of my go-to girls whenever I need honest feedback. Thank you! Love ya, girl!
Jennifer Guibor, you are my savior. Thank you for always dropping whatever you are doing to read a new chapter. For all your honest opinion and your push to get the next chapters. Thank you, and I love ya, girl.
Angie Davis: Thank you for keeping my Angels group going strong with all the planning, building, scheduling of takeovers and daily devotion to the group. I love you girl, you’ve been my rock, and I couldn’t do it without you. Thank you for all you do.
Heather Coker & Jennifer Ramsey: Thank you, ladies, for designing and making my swag. I love them! Both of you have been by my side through all of my books, and I am so grateful to have each of you in my life.
To all my guy friends who helped in making this book by giving me advice, doing “research” or stating the facts: N. Northrop, Worm, Baby J, and the MC next door I love you guys.
CT Cover Creations- Clarise Tan, thank you for being patient with me. You are brilliant, and I look forward to many more cover designs from you.