UNPLUGGED: a standalone novel

by LK Collins

  “I don’t think I’ve had it yet.”

  His words and that fucking smirk ignite something inside me. He’s speaking to me; I can feel it. And I’m not even sure why. Why am I intriguing to him? He’s sexy and successful and can have his pick of women, but he wants me, and as much as I don’t want to admit it, I want him to.

  Chapter 10

  Merritt

  “Shhh,” I tell Quinn as she eats a piece of cold cheese pizza in the kitchen. It’s way after midnight. The rest of the house is asleep, but we are still up, drunk off our asses and having fun. “You’re going to wake up Mrs. Controlling.”

  She laughs loudly, not caring who hears her. We have to be up for fishing in a couple of hours, and I don’t want to go to bed.

  Looking down at her and her sexy body, her tits are popping through her shirt, and I can’t help myself. Leaning in, I kiss her, tasting her sweetness again. She melts in my arms, moaning against my tongue as she wraps herself around me. Taking my fingers, I knot them into the back of her hair, holding and controlling her. My cock is rock hard, and to my surprise, she reaches down and grabs it, clenching it through my pants. I press myself against her, the alcohol urging me on. I want her.

  Fuck…I need her.

  She tilts her head back and looks into my eyes, telling me she wants me too, so I lift her t-shirt, exposing her perky tits. “I wanna fuck you so bad,” I whisper softly into her ear as I squeeze both of her hard nipples in between my fingertips. Moving her hand inside my pants, she grips my shaft and says, “Then do it.”

  “Right here?” I question her, looking around the kitchen.

  “Mmhmm.” Reaching over, I turn the light off, hoping if anyone wakes and comes down here, they won’t see us. I pull my pants down as she takes hers off. “Are you on the pill?” I ask quietly, and she nods spreading her pussy lips open for me, telling me that she doesn’t want to use protection as much as I don’t.

  Her cunt is gorgeous, shaved so beautifully, and before I can do anything else or move her to the couch or our room, she pulls me towards her, her tight, wet slit sliding around me as I sink inside her. “Shit,” she moans, and I nestle myself all the way into her, my arms wrapped around her. She grips my dick firmly, and as much as I want to pound the shit out of her, I remember her saying she likes it slow. Gently I pull back, her cunt holding on to the skin of my shaft. She braces her weight on the countertop and with my free hand, I push her shirt up, holding onto one of her tits as I move my cock, pleasing us both.

  “Fuck,” I murmur and glance down, loving how I look moving in and out of her. My hard shaft is bulging as her sweet pussy swallows me whole.

  She moves with me, and I already want to come. Reaching down, I rub her clit, wanting to push her there too, and her face twists as she whimpers.

  “Uh huh, like that.”

  “Are you gonna come on my cock?” I murmur.

  She cries out loudly, my words turning her on and I cover her mouth to quiet her noises as cum suddenly explodes from my balls, shooting deep inside her. Heat radiates from my head to my toes, the feeling of letting go so intense. As I fuck her and hold her in place, she begins to writhe, giving over to the pleasure.

  Once our bodies settle, I don’t want to stop, and she looks at me as I continue to move, with a smirk on her sexy face and asks, “Jesus, did that really just happen?”

  I nod, still hard, and pull my cock from inside her, we both look down at it covered in her wetness, and I ask her, “Wanna do it again?”

  ***

  Reaching next to me for Quinn, she’s not there. I liked cuddling all night and fucking her once more. Opening my eyes, I look at the other bed and then roll over, taking in the room.

  Something moves on the floor and catches my eye. I laugh at Quinn who is sleeping in the most uncomfortable position. Pinching her nipple through her shirt, she looks up at me with a huge grin. “How you feeling down there?”

  “Did you really let me sleep on the floor?” Her voice is raspy, and I chuckle a little.

  “I have no clue how you got down there.” She sits up and stretches, her tits straining the fabric of her shirt. “Don’t do that.”

  “What?”

  “That!” I point to her hard tits, and she laughs, getting off the floor. I pat the bed next to me, and she climbs back in, our bodies immediately close together. “Can I fuck you again?”

  “What are we even doing, Merritt?”

  “What do you mean?”

  “We went from strangers to overnight lovers and…I’m not looking for a relationship, I just got out of a fucked up one.”

  “Well, I’m not looking for a relationship either, but I can’t deny that I like your pussy…a lot.”

  She looks into my eyes. “So just sex, that’s all you want?”

  “Sure.”

  “What about next year’s trip?”

  “I’m sure I’ll be busy with work. After this week, you’ll never see me again. Let’s have fun. We obviously have an attraction to one another, and then we can go our separate ways.”

  She swallows like the decision is hard to make. My cock is throbbing for her like it has been since I laid eyes on her perfect body. I push it against her ass and kiss the top of her shoulder. She exhales, liking the attention. Then I slide my hand down the side of her body and put my hand inside her pants.

  “Just this week?” she asks.

  “Uh huh.” I roll her onto her back and begin a trail of kisses along her jaw as I finger her, slow and gentle, like she likes. I’ve never been with a woman who likes it slow. They always want more, harder, faster, but not Quinn, and I think I can get used to it. The smallest, slowest movements push her over the edge.

  There’s a knock on the door and we both freeze. “Quinn, Merritt? You guys up?” Willow calls out.

  “Yup, we’re up.” She answers for the both of us, and I add a second finger inside of her, stroking her pussy as I look at her. She has her eyes closed, lying in my arms, under my control.

  Her breathing is fast as I finger her, adding a third finger, and she turns her face towards my chest, quieting herself by whining into me. “Come for me,” I order her, moving my hand faster, and boy does she. Her body shakes as she lets go, gripping my fingers, making my dick want to explode as she begs me for more.

  As she settles, I think she might want it hard and fast. The second I picked up speed, she let go.

  “Can I suck you off?”

  I nod and slip my pants down. She brushes her hair over to one shoulder as she grips my shaft and then swallows me whole. Her mouth, so warm and tight. I urge my hips towards her, meeting her movements, and begin to fuck her mouth.

  “You want my cum, don’t you?” I ask her quietly, and she nods, moaning again, eating all of me up.

  My balls tighten watching her stretched lips—they are so fucking hot—and as we gaze into each other’s eyes, I can’t fight it, or stop what she is doing to me. Letting go, I barrel myself deep into her throat as my cum drenches her.

  I hold on to her hair, groaning harshly, giving her mouth a few last pumps. She licks me dry but seems to want to keep going, and the truth is, I don’t want to stop. I could go at it all day with her. I’m not sure what it is, but being with her is easy and fucking good, really good.

  “You better try to be quieter next time,” she tells me.

  “Not a chance that’ll happen with that mouth of yours.”

  She lifts my shirt and begins to kiss my lower stomach. “I’m gonna have to fuck you, Quinn,” I warn her, but she doesn’t stop.

  “Did you bring—” Willow barges in and I cover myself up as she freezes when she sees us together like we are. Quinn shoots upwards and out of bed.

  I sit up and look at Willow who is standing in the doorway shocked. “I’m sorry, guys.”

  “It’s okay,” I say and wonder why Quinn flew out of bed. You’d think her mom walked in on us or something. “I’m gonna shower,” I tell them and adjust my cock under the co
vers, before leaving them so they can have a moment together. I’m sure Willow has about a million questions, and I’m not down to be there when she asks them all.

  Chapter 11

  Quinn

  Merritt closes the bathroom door, and Willow looks back at me with wide eyes, like a mom who just caught their kid in bed with their teenage boyfriend.

  “What’s going on?”

  “Not much.”

  “Quinn, don’t lie to me. I’m your best friend.”

  “We were just talking, and you startled me.”

  She crosses her arms. My best friend knows me so much better than that. “Did you guys hook up?”

  “Maybe, and so what if we did?”

  “Quinn,” she sighs and sits down on the bed. She pats it for me to join her and I’m sure I’m about to get the mom lecture. “Do you really think hooking up with Merritt is a good idea, after what you’ve just been through?”

  “What does my past have to do with any of this?”

  “I don’t want to see you end up hurt again is all I’m worried about.”

  “That’s not going to happen, don’t worry.”

  “How do you know?”

  “Merritt and I agreed that whatever happens here, stays here. Plus, we’ll never see each other after this.”

  “Until next year’s trip.”

  “He’s not coming.”

  “You really thought this all out, didn’t you?”

  “Yes, I did,” I tell her because I don’t want to end up hurt again either. My heart is guarded, and I’m going to keep it that way.

  “So was he good?”

  “Oh…now you want to know.”

  She bumps me with her shoulder and nods. “Really good and big. I couldn’t deny the attraction between us anymore.” I try and keep my voice down, so he doesn’t hear us.

  She holds her hands a distance apart, trying to gauge his size, and I look at them mouthing “bigger” to her, and out walks Merritt with a towel around his waist, already fresh from the shower. My eyes eat him up, and right away, I’m shocked—he’s tattooed. I had no idea. He was inside me—twice—and I never saw his chest.

  Willow puts her hands down and swallows, she’s looking at what I’m staring at too. “So…you have that thing I needed to borrow?” she asks me still gawking at Merritt.

  ***

  “Biggest fish of the day gets three hundred and fifty dollars,” Ari says as we all get situated around the fishing holes the guys drilled. It’s surprisingly sunny and not too cold.

  I jig my pole off the bottom of the lake, and Ari says to me, “You know you’re only scaring the fish away by doing that.”

  I stick my tongue out at him. He’s just trying to get under my skin. Every year this is the one thing I consistently win. I grew up fishing with my dad—he’s the best, so I’ve got a trick or two up my sleeve.

  “Don’t be jealous. You can just hand the money over now, if you’d like.”

  The guys all bust up laughing, and Merritt asks me, “You’re really that confident?”

  “I’ve won this every year we’ve fished…so yeah, I am.”

  Merritt rolls his eyes, and just then I get a nibble. I wait for the second bite before hooking it, and once I do, they all gawk at me. The fish must be big as the tip of my pole is bent like an “n.” It’s fighting coming up, and I keep the slack tight, taking my time. Kami gets one on too, and I see the frustration on Ari’s face as we both battle.

  Pulling my fish up, it’s massive. Ari throws his pole down and storms off walking in a big circle like a baby. “Oh…come on,” I holler to him as I remove the hook from its mouth. Right away it’s obvious it’s a keeper.

  The rest of the morning goes by the same. I keep hooking fish after fish. The others do too, all except for Ari and Merritt. Ari keeps glaring at me, and I look outside of our tent for Merritt but don’t see him. He walked out a while ago, I assume to pee or something, but hasn’t returned. Knowing I am in the lead fishing wise, I reel in my line and go in search of him. At the edge of the lake is a small hill and I can see the top of his hat.

  Walking to him, the ice cracks beneath my feet, but I know it’s safe. They race Jeeps on this ice every year.

  When I reach Merritt, he has his hands beneath his head and is watching the sky. “Hey.”

  “Hey,” he responds with a huge grin on his face.

  “What are you doing out here?” I ask.

  “You want the truth?”

  “Always.”

  “Trying to keep my dick down.”

  “Really?”

  “Yeah, I…I don’t know if you have dry lips or something, but the way you keep licking ‘em has my dick ready to fuck your mouth.”

  I giggle a little and lie down next to him. “I don’t think I’ve ever been fucked in the mouth.” I look up at the sky, the fluffy clouds slowly rolling by as they morph into all sorts of different things. The sun is warm, the reflection on the snow helping it to warm me.

  “You should let me do it to you then.”

  “Okay.”

  “Really?”

  “Sure.”

  “When?” he questions me turning his head and the second I respond, “Now,” he reaches over and pulls my body on top of his. Taking my nose, I brush it against his, looking into his clear brown eyes.

  “You smell good,” I tell him. He kisses me, our mouths lingering together for a moment.

  “I love the way you taste.” And with those words, we get lost, kissing one another. With me lying on top of him, his rock hard shaft is grinding against me, and I push back against him, wishing he were inside of me.

  My gloved fingers dig deep into the snow and a cold breeze whips through the air, covering us in a fresh blanket of whiteness. We stop kissing, but our mouths are still connected. I shiver, and he does the same.

  “Holy fuck, that was cold,” I speak against his lips as I pull back a tiny bit.

  “Yeah, it was.”

  “We should probably stop.” He agrees and even though I said it, I don’t want to, but the truth is, this isn’t the place to be messing around.

  “Come on. I need to catch a fish; I can’t have you one upping me,” he chides.

  “You’d need to catch seven to beat my six,” I gloat and hop up, brushing the snow off of me. Walking back to where the group is, he wraps his hand around mine, the gesture catching me off guard. We agreed to fuck, nothing more, so him holding my hand worries me that he’s got other intentions.

  Chapter 12

  Merritt

  “It’s all there,” Ari tells Quinn as she counts her winnings from today.

  “I’m just making sure; I know how you like to scam people.”

  “Please, that was one time and not my fault.”

  “What happened?” I ask. They both look at each other, waiting for the other one to tell me.

  “The rental car company never charged him the year before last, and he didn’t tell them.”

  “Would you?” I ask her, and she nods, not giving it a second thought. “No, you wouldn’t.”

  “Yeah, I would.”

  “Whatever.”

  She rolls her eyes at me, and I could spank her right about now. Ted finishes cleaning the fish that we all caught today. Everyone except for Ari caught one, which was kinda funny to see how much of a baby he was about it.

  Quinn walks off to help the girls, and I ask Ari, “What’s the plan tomorrow?”

  “I’m not sure, maybe skiing again.”

  “What if we go snowmobiling or something?”

  “That’d be fun. You wanna book a place, and I’ll pay?” As we talk, I have my eyes on Quinn’s ass. “No. I’ll pay.”

  “So did you hit that yet, or what?”

  I nod, and he gives me a fist bump. “Was it good?”

  “Fuck yeah, sweet pussy.”

  “So what’s the plan?”

  “No plan, we’re just gonna hook up this week and then go our separate ways.”
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  “Wow, look at you. You guys talked this shit through and everything.”

  “I’m gonna go look at booking something for tomorrow. Jacob, Ted, you guys down to snowmobile?

  “Hell yeah.”

  I grab a fresh beer from the fridge and head off to the bedroom. Sitting on the sofa, I grab my iPad and do a Google search. “What are you doing?” Quinn asks me, coming in with a serious expression on her face.

  “Wow, you just couldn’t stay away, could ya?”

  She shakes her head and locks the door, then kneels between my legs. Her bottom lip is tucked tightly into her teeth as she lifts my shirt and then unzips my pants. By the time she wrestles my cock out from inside my underwear, it’s rock hard.

  All of the blood is rushing to the tip. She licks her lips and then takes me into her mouth. She’s so eager as she sucks me, making my entire body tingle. I can tell by how fast she’s going that she wants more. Pulling her back, I stop her and stand up. Then direct her to sit down on the sofa.

  Taking my clothes all the way off, she watches me intently, my body wanting her even more.

  “You know, I didn’t know you had tattoos,” she says.

  “No? Do you like them?” I ask her as she inspects my covered chest and I direct her to lean back. So trustingly she does, and I hop up, placing one leg on the couch, leaving the other foot on the floor. “Open wide, baby.” She listens like a good girl. It’s one of the things that turns me on so much—she’s so willing. I nudge my dick into her sweet, sweet mouth, bracing my weight on the wall behind us as my hips move in and out of her fucking tight lips.

  Her tongue swirls around me, and I don’t want to gag her, but I’m so unbelievably horny that I just go farther and farther. And before long, I’m barreling in and out. She has her hands clenched around my ass cheeks, her fingernails digging into my skin. “Yes, that’s it…take all of me.”

  She moans letting me push and pull in and out of her mouth. Her hands keep pushing me faster, and as my balls tighten, I fight the feeling.

  Not already.

  Then there’s that goddamn annoying knock on the door…again. Fuck, it always seems to come at the wrong time. “You guys coming to the hot springs with us?” Willow asks right as my come hits me.