Subfrenzy (the Subfrenzied Series) by Kimberlee Jane Read Free Book Online Page B

asked suddenly.
    “ I've always lived in Jersey. Why?”
    “ I'm just curious. I thought New York, first.”
    Because I was nervous, tongue-tied and close to stammering. “Are you from New York?”
    “ The Bronx, Kingsbridge, then Manhattan for a few years.”
    During the second episode, he rested his hand on my knee and didn't move it. New tension in the room didn't go away. It grew stronger, impossible for me to ignore. By the time I noticed I'd been absently stroking his leg, it was too late to stop.
    “ Sorry if that's been bothering you?”
    'It hasn't been.” He paused, glancing over at me. “How high are you?”
    “ It's-- I don't know where the blunt went. I think you had it last?”
    “ How are you feeling? We smoked a lot.”
    “ I'm still me,” I replied, understanding what he meant.
    His eyes were bright with amusement when I glanced up at him. When I put my hand back on his thigh, missing by a few inches, I froze and stared at the TV screen.
    He grabbed my wrist, but there wasn't any pressure as his fingers wrapped around my arm.
    “ I didn't mean to do that,” I was only able to whisper.
    “ I noticed.”
    He felt a little more distant, releasing his hold on my wrist. A flash of disappointment-- But then pressure on my shoulder and quickly turned me toward him. I found myself leaning against his chest. We looked at one another and I felt myself smile, excited by his careful roughness. I gasped, unable to stop myself from laughing in pleasure when he had me underneath him.
    “ Too much?” His cock was already hard, digging into my stomach. Impressive, on both counts. I pressed my knees against his sides and pushed my hips into his.
    “ Definitely not.” I twitched when his hand brushed over the side of my neck. His fingers were long, wide, curling through my hair. The tension in his arm-- “Wait!” I said, hating that I sounded hoarse and panicked.
    “ Change your mind?” He let his hand drop away from the back of my head. I could breathe again.
    The nervous part of me watched for irritation or signs of anger that I'd stopped him. There was none, just controlled curiosity. Lust was sharp, almost painful as it sliced through me. If you pull my head back, I'll lose control. I went with the second thing that came to mind.
    “ For safety, health reasons, I just want to ask if-?” I stopped short, unable to find a way around being very, very blunt.
    “ Clean bill of health? Yes,” he answered confidently. “What about you?”
    “ Yes. Me too.”
    “ I feel like I'm crowding you. Do you want me to-”
    I drew in a ragged breath and bit my lower lip. Quinn didn't look concerned anymore. He had leaned back, which pressed his lower body completely against me. But then he purposefully moved his hips and the burning pleasure lasted so much longer-! I gasped when his cock slid perfectly between my legs. Shivers rolled down between my shoulders, waking nerves that ached for roughness. I felt his belt buckle warm against my skin. My moan sounded loud in the quiet, he had definitely heard it. I looked down at my hands, my wrists crossed over the upper part of his chest.
    Without thinking, I pushed at his shoulders and surprised him into sitting back. I straddled his waist as I fought the frustrated aggression. The zipper to my corset was easy to lower. It went over the back of his couch. My shoes hit the floor one by one. Confidence returned when I heard him groan. I brought my knees in closer and rocked my hips over his in small, slow circles.
    “ You make that feel really good.”
    “ I make-” Quinn brought my head back down so he could kiss me. A vicious surge of pleasure struck me to the core.
    There was no hesitation when he went for the catch of my strapless black bra. I prepared myself, ready to help- And then it was resting on top of my corset. After removing his shirt, he let it fall behind him on the couch. I stroked my hands across the raised muscles in his firm shoulders, but hearing