Nephilim and the Nun

Chapter 25: •Haircut•

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 This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

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.

In response, she licked her lips hesitantly, blinking rapidly.

"Y-yes. Stop"

"You do not mean that"

"I-I do" Again, her throat bubbled as she swallowed nervously. The sounds of her racing heartbeat filled

my ears and I smirked.

"Yeah…" I smirked harder. "Get back to work". I smacked her ass.

She gasped, glaring daggers at me but I winked, still smirking.

Taking her eyes off me, 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 the force,

wrapping her arms around my neck from the fright of falling.

"Quinn…" she yelled.

"Yeah, " I grinned.

Her eyes that were glaring at me strayed to my hair. Instinctively, she licked her lips, drawing my

attention to them. While my eyes were focused on her lips, one of her hands moved from my neck to

my hair, as she threaded her fingers through the short strands.

Gradually, my hands that were still on her bare waist traced their way to her stomach, brushing her soft

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

her breasts slightly. My hands were itching to grab her soft mounds.

She sat still on my legs, her breathing deepening. Her heartbeat increased while she stared into my

eyes, awaiting my next move.

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

game.

I slammed my lips to hers, surprising her. She gasped from the intrusion, further allowing me to explore

her mouth. Taking that as an invitation, I slipped my tongue into her mouth, accepting her unintentional

offer. My tongue traced every corner, exploring and tasting her before it found hers. I flicked it against

hers and she moaned into my mouth, sucking on my tongue slightly.

My cock was growing hard in my sweatpants. What started as a dare was quickly turning into

something else. I continued kissing her, while my hands that were resting under her tits cupped the

supple mounds, kneading softly. When my thumb flicked her hardened nipples, she let out a soft

whimper, shivering slightly from my touch.

My actions 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 moment, I

wished they weren't there.

Rising to my feet, 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 kiss, now staring into each other's eyes.

It was then it struck me that I didn't know her name.

"You never told me your name" I growled lowly.

"Rhea".

"Do you want me to stop?"

She shook her head, raising her head to seal her lips with mine.

I smiled internally, kissing her back.

Aim almost achieved.

I moved my lips from hers, skimming them across her shoulder blades, to her neck in an attempt to find

her soft spot. I sucked on her skin softly, my teeth grazing her skin. When they landed on her soft spot,

she whimpered, wrapping her arms around my torso.

I kissed my way from her neck to her chest, down the valley of her breast, through the shirt, heading for

her pussy. Her shirt had ridden up, exposing her flat tummy. I circled my tongue on her navel and

continued my trail down to her waist.

By now, she was writhing under me, hands gripping my hair to push me to where she wanted my

tongue to be. I grabbed onto her thighs, pulling them as wide as they could go, to accommodate my

broad shoulders. When I finally got to her crotch, I raised my head to stare into her hazel eyes. They

were glazed over with lust, pupils dilating.

"Quinn…" she mewled when I continued staring at her.

That was my undoing.

Returning my gaze to her crotch, I spread her open, drinking the sight of her glistening pink pussy lips.

I wanted a taste.

Dipping my head down, I flicked my tongue on her clit. Her back shot off the bed but I splayed my palm

over her stomach to hold her down. I returned my gaze to her eyes for a while before smirking. With my

eyes holding hers, I leaned down and blew a rasp of air on her swollen clit.

She whimpered from the effect. Giving her a slow, long lick from her slit to her clit, I crawled up her

body, my gaze still holding hers.

"If you want it badly, you know what to do, " I smirked. "Rhea".

With that, I stood up and left to take a bath, smirking to myself for a job well done.