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I’m too far gone to blush or shy away because I want it too. I want it so bad my fingers overlap his, about to finish the job myself. However, he removes my hand.

I moan as I’m desperate to get my pants off before I burst into flames.

“Take your jeans and T-shirt off.”

I reach down to untie my boots, but Quinn shakes his head slowly.

“Leave the boots. Just the jeans and T-shirt.”

My eyes widen, unsure why he’s requesting this, but by the heated look in his eyes, I know I’ll like whatever he has planned.

Shyly fumbling with the hem of my T-shirt, I quickly yank it off over my head, only standing in my bra and jeans, which sit dangerously low on my hips.

My hands awkwardly hang by my sides, anxious to cover my sudden bareness. But I don’t because as Quinn’s eyes heat hotter than the pits of hell, I know his response is elicited because of me. And I like it.

So I stand bravely, my deep breathing the only betrayal of my nervousness.

Quinn’s tongue darts out to wet his lower lip, and my breath hitches, knowing what that tongue can do to my body.

“Jeans,” he says, pointing at my legs.

Why is he just standing there and staring? This would be a lot easier if he did it himself. And if there wasn’t so much light.

Quinn can see me mull over his request and slowly reaches to his left. He flips off the light, shrouding the room in partial darkness, and it’s simply beautiful.

My clumsy fingers fumble as I slowly glide my jeans down my legs, and I ensure my eyes never leave Quinn’s as they reach the floor.They are tight fitting, but I manage to get them past my boots without taking them off.

I kick them onto the floor and shyly stand to full height, totally bared to Quinn’s heated stare.I feel nervous, but I also feel excited. However, I’m grateful the lights have been switched off because I can sense Quinn’s hunger even in the darkness.

I shift my legs, attempting to conceal myself, but Quinn stops me by stepping toward me. “You’re the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.”

But all sentiment is pushed aside when he orders, “Hands against the wall.”

I don’t know why he’s asking me to do this, but I nervously obey, my heart pounding with each movement.

“Spread your legs,” Quinn whispers as he drops to his knees behind me.

“W-what are you doing?” I stumble over my words as my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth.

“Worshipping a Siren.”

My breath hitches, and as the cool air brushes over my drenched core when I slowly spread my legs wider, I shiver in absolute desire, knowing he means every word.

Quinn runs his lips along the back of my left thigh, and I automatically attempt to shut my legs, embarrassed.

“Nuh-uh,” he scolds lightly, catching his hands on my inner thighs to stop them from moving an inch.

He glides his hands up my legs and cups my ass.My insides involuntarily clench as he squeezes, and my stomach ripples in excitement.

“Arch your back,” he gently commands.

I do as he says, aware that I’m spread wide open to him. I anticipate what comes next, and I know Quinn prolongs his next move to torment me further.

He places a hand on the back of my thigh while he grips my waist with the other and coaxes me onto his face. A blush spreads from head to toe, but I forget all coyness when Quinn tongues my sex in one long, agonizing lick.

A shudder rocks me so hard, but Quinn doesn’t give my shaky legs a minute to steady as he thrusts me even farther back, granting him deeper access to his hot tongue.A moan leaves my parted lips as my head droops forward and my eyes slip shut.

His skillful tongue works deep inside me, thoroughly exploring every part of me. I moan, as Quinn owns my body without apology, and I love it.

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