by Mae Doyle
“You ready?” His voice is deep and full of longing, and I blink at him.
“Ready?” I can’t imagine for what, but before I can ask, he grabs me by the hips and flips me. His cock is huge and hard and he slips into me, making me cry out. Gripping my hips tight with his hands, he guides me, keeping me still as he thrusts deeper and deeper.
I’ve never been filled like this.
I’m sure I’m going to explode.
“You’re amazing, Abigail,” he whispers, leaning down so that his words are whispers against my cheek. “I don’t think that I could have waited any longer for this.”
Me either. As his cock slides in and out of me, I feel myself tightening around him. My whole body starts to convulse and he lightly bites my neck.
“Again, Abigail. Come for me again. I’m your god, remember, and I want to feel you shake and break apart on me.”
His cock is almost ready to split me in two and I cry out, throwing my head back. Quickly, Quinn wraps his hand in my hair, pulling it and bending my back even more. I’m arched, pinned in place, speared by his cock, and I couldn’t be happier.
“Now, Abigail.”
I’m not sure that I’m there, but I can’t deny him. He’s telling me to come, and I’m going to. Throwing my head back one more time, I scream out his name, then I shatter around him. I’m in a million little pieces.
But I know that he’ll put me back together.
Epilogue
“Are you ready?” Quinn’s standing by the door of my dorm room. He’s got my backpack hanging from his shoulder and my coat tossed over his arm. Even though my time at Trinity Prep has pretty much sucked, I’m feeling a little sad to be leaving my awesome room behind.
But this is better. In all ways. Not only do we get to go to another prestigious art school, but we can actually be in the same dorm. And there aren’t any teachers there who want to drive us to compete for a prestigious internship.
“I’m more than ready.” Without another glance, I shut my dorm room behind me, slipping my key into my pocket. I have to drop it off with the headmaster, but then we’re out of here.
Quinn grabs my hand and we walk down the hall together. Nobody comes out of their rooms to greet us, but I don’t care.
I have what I need.
I have Quinn.
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