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Chapter Two

Quinn tried to lay on the bed, but the thoughts of Tracy's naked body under the running water was driving him crazy. He couldn't believe he had said that to her. He had been raised better than that. Oh sure, he had had several one night stands with the rodeo groupies in different towns, but it had always been Tracy that he had thought of when he was with them. And now... Now was his chance to have her and all he could think about was being a gentleman and taking it back. It was the thoughts of her naked in the shower that was taunting him. He froze when he heard the water stop. He shallowed hard. He stood up as the bathroom door opened. All thoughts of chilvary went out the window when he saw her.

Quinn stared at Tracy. Her coal black hair had been somewhat dried with a towel; no doubt the towel that she now had wrapped around her naked body. Her brown eyes looked at him, then the floor, back to him, and then stayed at the floor. He could tell by her shyness that she was unsure of herself. It was the first time he could ever remember her being shy. He took a few steps towards her, which put her within arms reach. "I... I... I...," he stammered, his eyes now falling on the floor. "Oh hell," he finally swore. "I was going to tell you that I would take the floor and you could have the bed. That is... If you don't want too." "I see now reason why we can't share the bed," she said. His eyes went back to her and stayed there as she removed the towel. He pulled her to him. "Are you sure," he asked as his mouth hovered above hers. "I'm sure," she smiled.

Tracy was too imbarassed to tell Quinn that she was still a virgin. It wasn't like she'd never had the chance; there had been plenty. It was just that she had always hoped that Quinn would be her first; and hopefully last. Oh she knew the basics of what was going to happen. She didn't always travel with her parents. She did have lots of older girl friends who had already been with guys. They had warned her about the first time. And she had looked at their Playgirls. She knew what a man looked like naked. She just didn't know what Quinn looked like naked.

Tracy felt Quinn's strong lips on hers. His hands rubbing her soft back as he molded their bodies together. She felt a strange stirring in her belly; one that she only had when she thougth of him. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he picked her up. He might look scrawny, but he had plenty of strength. His eyes never left her as he carried her over and laid her on the bed. She liked the feel of his long, lean body as he laid next to her. She moaned as he kissed her deeply; his hand lightly roaming from one breast to the other and then down between her legs. His fingers played with the soft black curls that covered her womanhood.

Quinn took a deep breathe as he smelled Tracy's hair. She smelled so good. His finger dipped into the wetness between her legs as he softly and slowly kissed her lips, cheeks, neck, before starting all over again. He heard her soft moans and felt her warmth and wetness grow. Standing up, his eyes never left her body as he removed the only article of clothing he wore; his jeans. He loved the way she licked her lips as he stood naked before her. Smiling as her, he crawled back on the bed, spreading her legs as he did. Looking up her body at her he again asked, "Are you sure? Because now is the time to stop if you've changed your mind. I don't think I can stop if we go any further." "I don't want to stop," she softly said.

Quinn softly kissed the folds of Tracy's womanhood. She smelled heavenly. His tongue dipped into the sweet nectar that flowed from her; moaning as he fully tasted her honey. God, how he had been wanting this to happen. How he had wanted to smell her essence; taste her juices; and feel her smooth skin. And now, he had her. She was fully his. He kissed his way up her stomach. He didn't care who she had been with before him; just so long as he was the last one. He heard her breathlessly panting as he brought her to climax. He clinched his fists as he eagerly lapped up her juices. He didn't just want, but needed more of her now.

Tracy watched curiously as Quinn rolled the condom over the long length of his hardness. She knew that, unlike her, he was far from being a virgin. And she was glad that he had thought of protection, because the thought had never entered her mind. She now stared into his eyes as he positioned himself on top of her. She gasped and felt her eyes widen as he pushed into her. "Oh God," she gasped as he came to rest in her. Again he pushed in her and she closed her eyes; her arms wrapping tightly around him, holding him as if her very life depended on it. "Tracy," he said, his voice sounding questioning, "are you a virgin?" "Yes," she softly sighed. He didn't move. She opened her eyes and saw the disbelief on his face. "Why didn't you tell me," he asked. She frowned as him; thinking that he had changed his mind. "I was afraid you wouldn't be with me if you knew," she said. "Never," he smiled. "I would've only known to be gentle with you."

Tracy gasped as Quinn began to move in her again. Their eyes never left each others, but hers closed as she gasped "Oh God" again as he broke through the unwanted barrier. She drew in a deep breathe and tried to pull him tightly to her, but he remained at arms length as he moved his hips. She felt tears escaping as he moved his shaft in her. "Quinn," she gasped as she felt herself giving way to his movements. "Quinn," she again gasped. She heard him moan as he pushed deep into her, pressing himself against that certain spot. She again felt pleasure sweep over her. Their tongues mated as he slowly began to move again, bringing her again to that blessed edge.

Quinn moved off of Tracy. Rolling her onto her side, he raised her leg before pushing himself deep into her again. Her gasp and moan came as soon as he did. He watched her face as he made sweet love to her. The woman he had wanted so bad was now surrounding his cock with her sweetness. Her body was warm and alive. Her movements, coos, and moans told him that she was being well pleased. He had never would have dreamed of it, but was glad that he was her first. Now, he would make sure that he was her last.

Quinn quicken his pace in her. Tracy's moan grew louder as did her wetness. She panted his name over and over as he brought her to, and then through, several more climaxes. "Traaaaccccyyyyy," he groaned as he felt his own release. He moved some more in her before wrapping his arm around her, holding her tight to him. "Oh God, Tracy," he moaned as he caught his breathe. He held her in his arms as he continued to lay in her. He kissed her neck and shoulder softly as he cuddled with her. His hand carressed her skin everywhere he could touch her. "How was it," he whispered into her ear. He smiled as she half cried, half whispered, "Wonderful." "Good," he said as he held her tight, "I'll make sure you think so again in the morning," With that he pulled the covers over them, and fell asleep with her in his arms.