His hands moved over her skin, fingertips dancing lightly as they teased and taunted. Exploring every piece of her, every curve and crevice of her body. Biting her bottom lip, her eyes remained closed as she laid there. The scent of a fresh cut rose filled her senses, her head felt light with all the sensations. The smells, his touch, the taste of him on her tongue, hearing his breathing as he kissed his way down her neck and felt his hot breath on her. It was erotic, very erotic. Her fingers slowly moved up his forearm and biceps, feeling them bulge beneath her touch. Her back bowed up to him as he kissed, licked and sucked various places on her skin. Mesmerizing her completely and enticing her body to respond to his carnal touch. Her breath caught in her throat and caused her to gasp as he filled her completely.
"Quinn..."
She breathed in a whisper, a moan quickly followed. He continued to touch and tease as he slowly moved himself in and out of her body. Wrapping her legs around his waist to hold him to her, she moved against him to meet each of his slow thrusts. Her nails bit into his skin and her mouth opened wider.
She gasped and sat up quickly in bed, her body felt like it was scorching on the inside. She felt sweaty but knew she wasn't. Running her hands over her face, she closed her eyes and tried to figure out what the hell that was. Opening her eyes and looking around, she realized she was still in the guest room of Pam and Eric's place where Tara now stayed. Why was she...about Quinn? Embarrassed, she covered her face again and groaned. "Jesus...Christ." She muttered and fell back onto her pillows. The sun had gone down and she was now wide awake. As odd as her dream was, her thoughts quickly went to James and how he was. Had he read her letter? Would he understand?
She grabbed her phone and dialed his cell number, hesitating on pressing call. After staring at the number, she sighed and pressed the home button, losing the nerve to call him. When she saw her back ground, a photo of herself and Quinn, she closed her eyes and let the phone fall to the bed side table. Covering her eyes again, she laid there and tried to figure all this out. It had to be when he gave her his blood...there was no other explanation. But was he...she had given him her blood too. Oh..great. Now she would never know, not when blood bonds clouded everything.
"Seriously! Could this get any worse?!" She said out loud as she stormed out of bed and into the bathroom for a shower. Slamming the door in the process.
"Quinn..."
She breathed in a whisper, a moan quickly followed. He continued to touch and tease as he slowly moved himself in and out of her body. Wrapping her legs around his waist to hold him to her, she moved against him to meet each of his slow thrusts. Her nails bit into his skin and her mouth opened wider.
She gasped and sat up quickly in bed, her body felt like it was scorching on the inside. She felt sweaty but knew she wasn't. Running her hands over her face, she closed her eyes and tried to figure out what the hell that was. Opening her eyes and looking around, she realized she was still in the guest room of Pam and Eric's place where Tara now stayed. Why was she...about Quinn? Embarrassed, she covered her face again and groaned. "Jesus...Christ." She muttered and fell back onto her pillows. The sun had gone down and she was now wide awake. As odd as her dream was, her thoughts quickly went to James and how he was. Had he read her letter? Would he understand?
She grabbed her phone and dialed his cell number, hesitating on pressing call. After staring at the number, she sighed and pressed the home button, losing the nerve to call him. When she saw her back ground, a photo of herself and Quinn, she closed her eyes and let the phone fall to the bed side table. Covering her eyes again, she laid there and tried to figure all this out. It had to be when he gave her his blood...there was no other explanation. But was he...she had given him her blood too. Oh..great. Now she would never know, not when blood bonds clouded everything.
"Seriously! Could this get any worse?!" She said out loud as she stormed out of bed and into the bathroom for a shower. Slamming the door in the process.
