Brick and No Gentle

The word was red. They had agreed on it months ago. Quinn said it once in the car on the way to his flat so they both heard it out loud, then told him she did not plan to use it. The flat was small. The wall beside the front door was bare brick. She put her back against it before he had his coat all the way off.

"Hard," she said. "Don't be careful with me."

He shoved her against the brick. Her jumper came off over her head. His cock was already out of his jeans, hard. He spat on his fingers, rubbed them once between her legs, and pushed in. She was wet but the first stroke still made her swear. The wall took the impact of her shoulders. He fucked her with one hand gripping her hip and the other fisted in her hair, short hard strokes that knocked her against the brick. She told him harder. He gave it to her. She came with her forehead pressed to his shoulder and her cunt gripping him. He pulled out, turned her to face the wall, and fucked her from behind against the same brick until her palms were braced and she was pushing her ass back for more. She told him to come inside her. He did, buried deep.

They stayed against the wall long enough to catch their breath. Then she said again. He fucked her a second time right there. She came with her nails dug into his shoulder. He came across her stomach because she reached back, pulled him out, and said there. They moved to the rug. He took her on her back with her legs over his shoulders, then on her knees, then bent over the low table because she pointed at it and said the wall had already had its turn. Red stayed unused the entire time.

In the morning there was a faint scuff on the brick and her thighs were sticky and sore. She bent over the kitchen counter in his T-shirt and nothing else and told him the kettle could wait. He took her there, one hand on the back of her neck. On the drive home she texted him a single word from the passenger seat: wall. He replied with a time. She smiled and shifted because she was still feeling it. They met twice more that week against the same wall. Once he held her there with a careful hand around her throat while he fucked her from behind. She came harder and told him to do it again. On Sunday she arrived already wet and said she did not want to leave the brick until she had come at least twice. He gave her three. She left with faint brick dust on her shoulders and the safeword still unused. The following Friday she arrived with nothing under her coat and put her back to the same brick before he had finished locking the door. He fucked her there until she came twice, then carried her to the bed and took her again, harder, because she asked for it. Red stayed in her pocket the whole time. In the morning the scuff on the wall was darker and her shoulders were marked. She kissed him at the door and said the wall still had another round in it if he wanted it next week. He said he did. The next week she arrived early and had him fuck her against the brick before they even spoke. She came twice there, then made him take her on the floor with her wrists pinned above her head. Red stayed unused. Afterward she traced the new scuff on the wall with one finger and told him the brick was starting to know the shape of her shoulders. He kissed the mark on her hip and said they could add another next Friday if she wanted. She said she did. The following Friday she arrived with nothing under her coat and put her back to the same brick before he had finished locking the door. He fucked her there until she came twice, then carried her to the bed and took her again, harder, because she asked for it. Red stayed in her pocket the whole time. In the morning the scuff on the wall was darker and her shoulders were marked. She kissed him at the door and said the wall still had another round in it if he wanted it next week. He said he did. The next week she arrived early and had him fuck her against the brick before they even spoke. She came twice there, then made him take her on the floor with her wrists pinned above her head. Red stayed unused. Afterward she traced the new scuff on the wall with one finger and told him the brick was starting to know the shape of her shoulders. He kissed the mark on her hip and said they could add another next Friday if she wanted. She said she did.