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“And I’m…yours.”
Quinn closes his eyes for a split second and inhales deeply. He inhales in victory.
“Yes, Red,” he says, opening his eyes. “You are.”
He lowers his mouth to my sex, gripping my thighs and coaxing me to spread them wider. The heel of my boot digs into Quinn’s back, and when I press down harder, he groans, enjoying the pain.
It seems we both do.
I’m so close to coming again.
Quinn slows the tempo and pulls away but is still inches away from my sex. “I want nothing more,” he whispers, his warm breath fanning over my flesh, “than to bury myself inside you. But when that happens, and itwillhappen, Red, I want you squirming underneath me,beggingme to fuck you.”
I convulse, nearly coming at his sinful promise, and I know that’s his intention.
“So, for now, I’ll have you begging me for something else.” He spreads me wide and buries his tongue deep, but he’s dancing over where I want him to be.
I now understand what he means by having me beg. He’s in no real hurry as he languidly fucks me with his mouth, waiting for my pleas.
I whimper as the ache between my legs heightens with each stroke, and I can’t take it a second longer.
“Please,” I beg softly.
“Please what?”
“Please…make me—”
“Make you what?” he asks, peering up at me.
I’m so needy and don’t waver as I command, “Please make me come.”
Quinn growls, pulling on his lip ring before planting his head firmly between my legs and eating me out with an intensity so fierce that I cry out loud.
But I can’t stop.
My moans get louder and louder, and suddenly, tears of pleasure burn my eyes.
“Okay, baby,” he huskily states. “I’ll make you come.”
He sucks over my clit while fucking me with his tongue and mouth. I don’t stand a chance.
A wave of pure ecstasy tackles me hard, and if not for Quinn wrapping his hands around my waist, I would have fallen to the floor. But I happily ride this feeling because for the first time in my life…I feel free.
Finally, after what seems like hours, my body calms, but every so often, a shudder rocks me, still coming down from a drug that isn’t manufactured—it’s pure.
It’s pure Quinn.
My whole body feels numb and floppy, and when Quinn stands and kisses me, I realize I’m a selfish lover. I’m sure Quinn needs a release too.
I reach down between us, stroking his hard-on.
But he stops me as he bends low, scooping me up and cradling me to his chest.
“What are you doing?”
“Putting you to bed,” he replies as he strolls toward it.
“But what about you?”
