Nephilim and the Nun

Quinn:

I sat on the bathroom bench and handed the scissors to her, letting her cut my hair. At first, she buried her fingers in my hair, gently grazing my scalp. I sighed from the feeling of her fingers gently massaging my scalp.

Thereafter, she stood to my side and began snipping the extra length from my hair, cutting it short to its usual length. I sat still while she worked on the hair. Soon, she was done cutting the middle and the back.

 She stepped towards me, standing in between my opened legs. While she cut the hair, my brain focused more on how she was so close to me. My hands were itching to hold her hips and yank her to straddle my legs.

Driven by the impulse to hold on to her, I gently grabbed her hips. She stilled for a minute from my touch but resumed working. Having her so close to me was driving me wild. I wanted more than just to hold her hips. I tilted my head upwards to glance at her face but she gently pushed it back down, tapping my hair and murmuring for me to stay still. Obeying her, I stilled my head but I had other plans. Slowly, I began gliding my hands on her hips down to her bare thighs.

The moment she felt my touch, she stilled, her body shivering slightly from the unexpected touch. Her eyes shot to mine, causing her to stop her work on my hair. My eyes met hers, yet I didn't stop. I continued my journey down the hem of her shirt, my fingers trailing inside to graze her soft smooth skin. Again, she shivered from my touch but made no move to stop me. Slowly, my fingers got to her bare waist, grabbing it.

"My hair" I reminded her.

Letting out a shaky breath, she returned her attention to the hair and continued cutting it. While she continued cutting, my hands continued down to her ass, squeezing softly. She was very conscious of my slow caress but did her best to keep still and focus on the hair she was cutting.

To distract her, I palmed her bare ass. That was enough to make her stop.

"Quinn…" she gasped, clearly taken by surprise. Her eyes met mine and I winked.

It was the first time she'd called me by my name and I loved the sound of it. 

"Do you want me to stop?" I cocked a brow In question.

response, she licked her lips hesitantly,

"Y-yes. Stop"

do not

she swallowed nervously. The sounds of her

back to work". I smacked

gasped, glaring daggers at me but

she returned her attention to my hair. I could tell she was almost done. As soon as she sniped the last strands of hair off,  I pulled her down onto my lap. She gasped from

"Quinn…" she yelled.

"Yeah, " I grinned.

her lips, drawing my attention to them. While my eyes were focused on her lips, one of her

skin. I halted my movements just when I was at the underside of her tits. My thumb traced the

deepening. Her heartbeat increased while she stared

that moment, there was no doubt she'd let me do whatever I wanted to her. So,

my tongue into her mouth, accepting her unintentional offer. My tongue traced every corner, exploring and tasting her

quickly turning into something else. I continued kissing her, while my hands that were

no longer controlled by me, neither were my senses. They were ruled by the heady scent of her arousal that was potent in the bathroom, filling my nostrils. Her bare wet warm pussy rested on the tip of my cock. The only barrier between us being my sweat pants. At that

I hoisted her on my hips, striding to the bedroom but my lips never left hers. I lowered her to the bed, hovering above her with my arms on either side of her head, caging her. We'd broken the

it struck me

your

"Rhea".

want