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“In a rush?” Alex asked as he led her out of the reception hall and hustled her down a quiet, empty corridor. “Quinn, where are we—”
She fell silent when he abruptly turned and tugged her into a tiny room marked Storage. He quickly shut the door, and darkness engulfed them; the closet’s small window provided minimal light.
“Quinn, what—”
His lips crashed down on hers.
There was no softness, no seeking of permission. This was raw hunger and demanding passion that had her wanting—no,begging—for more.
He backed her to the door, pressing her against it with his hard body. Her fingers latched behind his neck, and his hands moved over her with a desperation that left her skin tingling and her body throbbing.
Through the thin material of her dress, he kneaded her breasts. She moaned when he captured her nipples between his fingers and squeezed. His answering groan reverberated through her, setting her on fire. She needed him inside her, filling her, stretching her.
She fumbled to unclasp his belt as his hands slipped under her dress, over her trembling thighs, and stopped at her aching center. She was hot, dripping wet, and completely ready for him.
“Fuck, baby. Your pussy’s so fucking wet,” he growled, rubbing over her clit through her damp panties. “Is this all for me?”
His words thrilled her. No one had ever spoken to her like that.Ever. Those words... The roughness of his voice...Holy shit. She needed him. Now. And she wasn’t above pleading. “Please, Quinn. More.”
He grabbed her panties in his fist and tore them off in one smooth motion.
A shiver tore through her, and her heartbeat became a deafening drum in her ears. She’d never been this turned on in her life.
More.
“I want you to ride my hand, sweetheart,” he said between kisses. “Come on my fingers.”
Her hands fisted in the lapels of his suit jacket, and she groaned his name when he plunged two fingers deep inside her. Her hips pumped as his hand drove her wild.
She couldn’t focus. All she could do was feel. Her release built within her, and he increased the speed, the friction. Then, she burst. He held her in place as she bucked, forcing another explosive orgasm from her. Her legs gave way, and if it hadn’t been for the door and Quinn’s body, she’d have crumpled in a heap on the ground. Her inner walls continued to spasm around his fingers. She’d never come so hard in her life.
And yet, she wanted more.
* * *
Her pupils were blown, her eyes more black than whiskey brown. A light sheen of sweat dotted her brow.
She’d never been more fucking beautiful.
With his fingers still deep inside her, working her pussy until she was dripping for him again, he kissed her lips. She was so fucking responsive—he’d never get enough.
“More, Quinn.” She was breathless and perfect. “I need you inside me. Now. Please.”
Withdrawing his hand, he licked his fingers clean of her sweet and spicy essence. A moan escaped him. He’d never been this desperate for anyone. After making quick work of his belt, he shoved his slacks to the ground and cupped her delicious ass in his hands. He lifted her with ease.
“Wrap your legs around me, sweetheart.”
With her back against the door and her legs circling his waist, he lowered her until his cock nudged her slick entrance. Then, in one thrust, he slid into her hot pussy. Their groans filled the room.
“More,” she begged. “Harder.”
Fuck, yes.
Gripping her hips, he plunged into her. Over and over again. His eyes crossed as she met him thrust for thrust and they drove each other higher. Her gasps of “yes” and “more” spurred him on. He wanted her incoherent.
She cried out again, a guttural moan, and her pussy tightened around his cock, milking him until he groaned and released inside her.
