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“I’m serious, Sav. It’s only you.” His warm eyes pierce my soul. Even though I am a cynic by nature, a pessimist who believes we make our own luck, I believe him. It’s unexplainable, but dammit I feel the same way.
“It’s onlyyou,Quinn.” He looks at me with hooded eyes as I press my palm against his warm cheek. He leans into my touch, gently kissing my aching lips. His tip finds its way between my folds, pressing against my slick opening. His body is cut from marble. I run my finger across his hulking chest, his rippling abs, his treasure trail.
I draw a deep inhale as he enters me, the stabbing pain short lived and temporary. “You okay?” He asks. How do you say,your dick is so fucking big, it feels like the first time?I nod and relax my body as he presses further into me. My walls stretch to accommodate his massive girth. Once he’s all the way in, I start to really relax. He pumps in and out of me gently, and I groan his name.
We find our rhythm, my body tingling with every new sensation he brings me. Quinn stretches deeper inside of me than anyone’s ever been. His damp body glistening as he pumps in and out of me. I caress and kiss every muscle in his corded torso. Each new position brings more pleasure than the last. I lean over the bed and let him take me from behind. Everything we do feels amazing, like our bodies were meant to fit together.
“I can’t take it much longer,” he groans into my shoulder. “I’m going to come soon.”
“I’m surprised you haven’t already.” My voice is weak. His delicious length taps me in just the right spot. “Just do it. I’ll come with you.”
He reaches around and rubs circles around my clit as he fucks me. His strokes grow hard and fast, tapping my most sensitive spot deep inside. “Fuck.” He says, and at the same time the familiar stirring of desire erupts in my stomach. His strong fingers swirl my nub and the uncontrollable explosion starts deep within me.
“Oh my God.” I’m coming all over him, releasing every ounce of desire I have stored for him. Everything I have inside of me I want to give it to Quinn. “Yes, yes, yes.” I murmur feeling a sudden strange wave of emotion swirl within.
“Jesus Christ.” Quinn kisses me between my shoulder blades, pushing my hair to the side, kissing my neck, my cheek. I collapse on the bed, and roll over to face him. He kisses my chin, my nose, my lips. “You’re fucking amazing, Sav.”
“You are.” I say, giggling as I brush the damp hair away from his forehead. He rests his cheek against my breast, and we both lie there attempting to catch our breath. True fatigue washes over me. My feet still tingle. It’s a not so gentle reminder that the man I just fucked is still my boss. I comb my fingers through his hair, trying not to totally freak out.
“Your heart’s racing.” He says.
“I know.”
“What’s on your mind, gorgeous?”
“Lots of things, Quinn.”
He looks up at me with those warm green eyes and it’s almost like all's right with the world. Like we don’t have to discuss what just happened between us. Like I don’t have to make a huge, potentially career shifting decision.
“You don’t have to work for me, you know.”
My jaw drops. “That’s exactly what I don’t want to hear!”
“That’s not what I meant.” He rolls off the bed and pulls back the covers, gesturing for me to get under them with him. Feeling helpless and wildly vulnerable, I do what he wants. “I mean, you should take over the business.”
My head nearly snaps off my neck. “What? You’re joking.”
“I’ve been looking for a manager so that I don’t have to continue to run the franchise.”
I sit up straight, holding the sheet over my bare breasts. “But it’s your life.”
“No,” he shakes his head. “It was my life.” I search his face, wondering if this is all some kind of sick joke. “I’m not a coffee guru, Sav. I’m an entrepreneur. The reason I couldn’t keep a manager is because deep down I knew none of them could take over for me. Then I met you, and I knew.”
“You knew I could do it?” My voice falters.
“Yes, and I knew that you were meant for me. It scared me because I didn’t want to lose you as a potential replacement, or as a potential…you know.”
My lip curls into a sly smile. “A potential what?”
“Don’t make me say it.”
“I’m naked in your bed, the least you can do is use the word.”
“Fine. Girlfriend, lady friend…whatever.”
I giggle and pull the sheet up to my mouth. “So not only do you want me to take over Strong Brew, but you want me to be your girlfriend…uh, lady friend…uh, whatever.” I tease, mimicking his deep voice.
“You’re impossible.” He reaches under the sheet and pinches my side, causing me to squirm and giggle. He climbs on top of me, pressing his weight into me once more. “But you’re also amazing, gorgeous, and ridiculously sexy.”
