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He made that“Grr”noise again, and kissed her. Holding her under the shoulders with one arm, bending her back. Naked, and vulnerable. He said against her mouth, “So you’re convenient. That’s why I keep coming down here?”
“Well—” she tried to say, but she couldn’t, because he was kissing her again, his hand in her wet hair, and she was losing her focus.
Wait. They should be communicating. They should be … Unfortunately, he was laying her down on the fluffy bath rug and coming down over her, his mouth urgent on hers, his tongue invading, his hand on her breast, and then his mouth was on her neck. He was using his teeth, her toes were curling, and she forgot.
She forgot more when his mouth was on her breast and his hand was sliding down her midriff, and when he said, “Grab hold of the foot of that bath and hang on,” she forgot more than that.
She expected it to be fast and hot. That was how she felt. Wrung out. Boneless. She just wanted to be … she wanted …
He was going soslow.
She said, “Beckett. Hurry.” And grabbed his hair.
He lifted his head. “Thought I told you to hold onto that foot.” It was a growl, and it brought back every dirty thought she’d ever had while watchingBeauty and the Beast.Which was aDisneymovie! She was very much afraid she whimpered. And then, when he kept staring at her, she grabbed the claw foot. She wanted to say,They made these tubs at a time when people didn’t do this stuff. They’d be shocked.She couldn’t say that, because his tongue was … he was …
Slow and hot and so persistent, then fast and finally getting harder, until her back was arching and she was panting. And then he backed off again. Over and over, ratcheting the tension in her higher and higher, until she was wound so tight, she knew she’d break.
“Beckett,” she said. By now, her legs were wrapped around his back and her eyes had long since squeezed shut. “Please.”
He didn’t say anything. That was because he was busy. He was … he was …
He stopped.
She opened her eyes.“Beckett.”
He said, “Let go.”
She let go.
“Come down here,” he said, and pulled. Yes, he did. He pulled her halfway across the bathroom by her legs. He shoved her legs straight up over her head and kept his hands on the backs of them, which stretched her like …
When he pushed inside, she had to bite back a moan.
He said, through his teeth again, “Fan’s on. Go ahead and scream. Because I’m going to do you so hard tonight. You’re fucking going to believe you’re mine.”
She did not have vaginal orgasms. She did not have …
He tightened his grip on her legs and shoved them even higher, and she stretched like … like …
He plunged.
She didn’t have vaginal orgasms!
She did anyway.
Oh, my God.
* * *
Quinn was coming again.He still had hold of her legs, she was still underneath him, and he needed her to stay there.
He needed …
A roaring in his head like darkness. The need pulsing everywhere in him like it was the very blood in his veins. Quinn’s voice in his ears, nothing but sounds, because she couldn’t form words anymore. His hands pushing off the undersides of her thighs, knowing he was stretching her too far, that he was doing it too hard.
Totally unable to stop himself.
Another sound. That was crying. She was crying, keening, and he couldn’t … he couldn’t …
