Sexually starved
Henry crept into Quinn's room once he was sure everyone had gone to bed.
He opened the door slowly, and made his way towards her bed. He stumbled over something and fell down.
The noise startled Quinn, and she woke up with a start,
"Who's that?" Her voice was drowsy.
"Hush... You don't want your parents to come here, do you?" Henry whispered.
Hearing his voice, she relaxed.
"What are you doing here? Let me guess, you can't sleep?" Quinn chuckled.
"Yes... I can't sleep. I tried doing so, but..." He trailed off.
"But what?" Quinn asked inquisitively.
"But I can't stop thinking about you." He said. He hadn't gotten up from his position on the ground where he had tripped.
Quinn sighed, as her hand fumbled for the switch to the bedside lamp. She found it, and turned it on.
"What are you trying to say?" Quinn massaged her forehead.
"I want you." He slowly got up from the floor and approached her stealthily.
"You want me?" Quinn was flabbergasted.
'This man...'
So, he had waited until Emelda was found, before he made a move on her.
Funny...
"Yes, I want you. I've been living like a monk for the past few days. Don't you think I deserve a compensation?" He asked seductively.
His hands tugged at his robe, and he threw it on the floor. He was now completely naked, as he stood before her.
Quinn pressed her legs today. She was also craving for sex. The restlessness of the past few days, had taken its toll on her.
She needed to cool off a bit.
Tilting her index finger a little, she beckoned at him. Henry obliged, and climbed on the bed beside her.
Quinn looked at his hard member, which was proudly erect as precum dripped from its tip.
She chuckled,
"It seems like a little 'someone' needs my attention." She chuckled.
"He misses you." Henry laughed.
He wanted to continue, but his words stuck in his throat, as Quinn's warm mouth directly covered his dick,
"Fuck Quinn... How long had it been, since we did this?" He closed his eyes in pleasure.
In response, Quinn increased her pace. She squeezed his balls softly, and he growled in pleasure,
"Damn ... That feels so good. Take me into that mouth of yours." Henry grabbed her hair softly.
Quinn continued working her magic on his dick... Henry growled in pleasure...
Quinn pulled out his dick from her mouth and glared at him,
"You don't want to draw my parents over here, do you?" Quinn said with a smirk.
"Are you using my words against me? Well, I can't help it. You are so good." With that, he directly flipped her over.
He bent down, and ran his tongue over her bare stomach. As Quinn felt his tongue on her stomach, her breath hitched.
"Fuck..." She moaned lightly.
He raised her legs up, and placed them directly on his shoulders. He ran his tongue along her folds. She squirmed and grabbed the sheets.
Raising his head, Henry chuckled,
"I haven't even touched you, but you are already wet." He thrust his fingers into her wet pussy, and she moaned a little bit louder.
"Hush milady." He breathed close to her pussy.
"Uhhh.... That feels so good. Faster, Henry..." Quinn moaned.
He continued thrusting his fingers into her, and he raised his head to lock his lip with hers...
"Mmm..." Quinn moaned into his mouth. Henry pulled his fingers out of her pussy, after a while.
He placed her legs back on the bed, and spread them apart.
He then positioned his rock hard dick, at her entrance, and pushed himself into her wet pussy.
Quinn subconsciously spread her legs a bit wider as she dug her nails into his shoulders.
Henry didn't move inside her for a while. He closed his eyes at the pleasure he was feeling.
How many days had it been since he fucked her?
Since Emelda disappeared...
"Is anything wrong?" Quinn's voice startled him.
He smiled sweetly at her,
"Nothing is wrong." He began moving inside her. He pulled out of her, and with a hard thrust he entered her again,
"Uhhh!!!!" Quinn couldn't stifle her loud moan, as she screamed loudly.
"Your parents are going to question you tomorrow for sure." Henry chuckled as he continued fucking her.
The bed creaked from their movements on it.
"Yeah, yeah yeah... Fuck me like that Henry. Uhhh..." Quinn continued moaning as she gripped his shoulders tightly.
Henry pounded into her with reckless abandon....
...................
Both of them lay on the bed. Henry cuddled Quinn tightly. They had just finished taking a shower, after their intense 'workout'.
"Don't you feel cold?" Quinn asked in a muffled voice.
"Pardon?" Henry asked.
"Don't you feel cold? I mean, we just took a shower." Quinn snuggled closer into his arms.
"Silly,"
"I don't feel cold, I feel hot instead." Henry ruffled her hair.
"Hot? Weird." Quinn laughed.
She felt happy. Her daughter had been found, and the perpetrator was going to be punished.
At least, she was happy for now.
Soon, Quinn's light breathing sounded in the silent room. She was already asleep....
Henry hugged her tightly.
"I don't know when it started," He began saying in the darkness.
"Although, at first I was only attracted to your body. I only wanted to have sex with you. But-"
He paused and continued,
"But then, I realized that it wasn't just mere attraction towards your body. It wasn't an infatuation either. What I felt towards you was more than that. What I felt towards you, was love..." He sniffed lightly.
Quinn turned as if she wanted to wake up. Her back was now turned towards him. However she was still in his arms.
When Henry was sure that she hadn't woken up, he continued,
" I love you Quinn. I love you so much. I wish I can be courageous enough to say this to you, when you are widely awake. But it seems, I'm just a coward...." Henry laughed in self mockery.
He stopped talking and hugged her back, sniffing her unique scent, and closing his eyes.
However, he wasn't aware that Quinn heard his little confession. That was because, she wasn't asleep in the first place...
