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I gasp when he grabs my skirt and wrenches it up my hips. He fists my panties and drags them down, making me step out of them, and tucks them in his back pocket before he pins me up against the brick. He lifts one of my legs over his shoulder, and I have to brace my hand against the brick to get purchase.
“Quentin, anyone could come out here…” My protest is a weak one because having this man on his knees for me is everything I didn’t realize I wanted tonight.
“Good. Hopefully, it’s Xander or Nick. They can watch you come all over my face and mark me as yours.”
He doesn’t spare another word then, his mouth closing over my clit as he starts to suck and his fingers sliding gently inside me. The two sensations have me melting back against the wall, and a small whimper comes out of me before I can stop it. I sound desperate and hoarse—like I can’t think of anything else but him getting me off. Which is fair because it’s true. I can’t even bring myself to care that several other buildings around here look over this terrace. That anyone could look out and see the Chaos’s brand-new quarterback on his knees, his face buried between my thighs.
He takes on a punishing pace with his tongue and his mouth, alternating them as he keeps up the rhythm of his fingers inside me. It’s like being back on that deck the summer I was nineteen, and I got to have his mouth on me for the first time. But this time he isn’t tentative or careful. This time he takes me like he knows me well—like he owns me. Because I’ve given him all the ammunition he needs to know I’m stupidly fucked up over him all over again.
I gasp when he sucks harder, and my fingers skim over his head, my nails grazing through his short dark hair. I’ve started rocking my hips without even realizing it, and I stop myself, embarrassed at how carried away I’m getting. He pulls away from my clit and looks up at me with a smirk.
“Don’t stop, Madness. Fuck my tongue. You taste betterwhen you’re desperate for it.” His fingers press deeper into me, curling inside as he works to hit every spot he can and drags his tongue through my wetness again before he swirls it over my clit. The teasing sensation of it is just too much, and I coast my fingers over the back of his head, once again starting to rock my hips forward, chasing the pressure I need from him. Fucking him like he belongs to me.
“Fuck. You’re such a good boy, Quentin. I need more.Please,” I say the words I know he wants to hear, and he delivers in kind, sucking my clit again and using his fingers to bring me to the edge.
I come hard a few moments later, whimpering and gasping as it finally hits me. The brilliant bloom of pleasure spreading through my limbs makes me weak. I have to lean against the wall to stay upright, and he slips my leg back off his shoulder so I can regain my balance.
He stands to his full height again, his fingers slipping under my chin, and his mouth crashes on mine. I can taste myself on his lips, and he kisses me roughly, one hand caging me against the wall again and the other gripping my ass. I can feel how hard he still is, and I’m desperate to give him the same relief he gave me. My fingers go to the button on his jeans, in a hurry to try to undo it and have him inside me.
“You can fuck me here if we’re quick,” I whisper, grinning up at him. But he lets go of me and puts his hand over mine.
“No. It’s my turn to be jealous now. I want you naked and spread out on a bed for me like you’re my girl, and I have all the time in the world. I want to watch how wet you get and how much you beg for me when I tease you. Take my time with you knowing Nick, Xander, and all the rest never get to touch you again.”
“Okay,” I reply, my heart thumping hard in my chest. Because the idea of him forever is the only thing I want right now.
35
Quentin
When we get backto the hotel, I follow her into her room. She gives me a sidelong glance but doesn’t move to stop me.
“There a reason you’re coming in here?” she asks coyly as she steps out of her shoes and sets her purse to the side.
“I told you what we’re doing tonight.”
“Oh yeah? And you expect me to just do whatever you want.”
“I know you will. I’ve got questions first though.”
“About what?”
“Xander among other things. We settled things. We’re good. If that wasn’t obvious.”
“No, the weird back-patting and grunting thing you guys did at the end of the night wasn’t obvious; I assumed that was the two of you sealing some sort of newfriendship pact.”
“Well, now you’ve made it sound weird. But yes. I think we’re friends again. He seems to be coming around.”
“Well, I’m sure if Tobias can forgive you, Xander will. It wasn’t his sister.”
“Ah, but it was his fangirl I stole.”
“At least temporarily.”
“Youwerekidding about that, right?”
“About what?”
“Being with Xander after.”
