Quinn (The Beck Brothers 3)

“You sure?”

“Oui, I need you,” she breathed, leaning forward to kiss his neck lightly.

Quinn sucked in a sharp breath but didn’t pull away. She slipped her hand behind his head and cupped the back of it as she licked a line up over his Adam’s apple to the base of his chin. Quinn’s breathing quickened and a low growl rumbled against her lips. He pulled out of her grasp and shifted to kneel on the bed next to her. He yanked his shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. Margot’s hands itched to touch his hard chest with its dusting of dark hair. He crawled over her, forcing her to lie back, kissing her as he wrapped an arm around her waist to pull her down the bed a bit, letting his weight settle against her. Merde! He felt so good. His body seemed to fit perfectly against hers, as if they were made for each other.

Quinn rolled them over so that Margot was on top. She gasped and planted her hands on the bed just above his shoulders so she would not touch him.

“Quinn! What are you doing?” Margot asked.

Quinn stared up at her with determination in his eyes, and her heart skipped a beat. “I know you have got to be feeling somewhat vulnerable right now, and I don’t want you to be the only one feeling that way.”

He grabbed Margot’s wrists and lifted her hands to place them on his chest, all the while staring into her eyes. Margot’s eyes widened, she could not believe that he was doing this! Quinn let her wrists go and tucked his hands behind his head. Margot slowly smoothed her hands over his wide chest. She let her fingers run over his flat nipples before moving back up to run her hands over his powerful shoulders.

“Quinn, you must tell me when you have had enough,” Margot whispered as she stared into the dark eyes that have yet to leave her face.

“I will,” he breathed.

Margot leaned over him to press a kiss to his luscious lips before kissing her way down his neck, over his collarbone, and down his chest. She flicked her tongue over one nipple causing Quinn to hiss. He did not stop her, though, so she moved over to the other one and did the same. He squirmed under her, his hips rolling forward to press his ever-growing erection against her.

“Can I take your pants off?” Margot asked.

Quinn swallowed hard but nodded. She shimmied down his body until she was kneeling between his legs. She undid his fly and started yanking his pants down. With Quinn’s help, she finally tossed them to the floor, and his underwear went next. Margot let her gaze rake over his beautiful body. He was built so perfect.

“You need to get naked too,” Quinn rasped.

Margot complied. She only then realized that she was still in her work clothes, never changed. Well, she was now. After she tossed all of her clothes off the bed, she climbed back on top of Quinn, straddling his hips. She started kissing his chest again, working her way down. Margot’s hands flattened on his lower abs, and that is when Quinn stopped her.

“Wait!” he croaked.

Margot immediately straightened up and removed her hands. Quinn laid there panting, his hands covering his face.

“Too much?” she asked gently.

He nodded behind his hands.

“Okay,” Margot said and moved to lie down on her side next to him. “I will not touch any lower than your chest, okay?”

Quinn took a deep breath and lowered his hands. “Okay,” he said hoarsely and looked over at her. She hated the dejected look in his eyes. “I’m sorry.”

Margot frowned. “Do not be sorry. I am not sorry.”

Quinn turned on his side to face her. He threaded one hand through her hair and pulled her in for a passionate kiss that left her breathless. Margot rolled onto her back, urging Quinn to follow, which he did. He covered her body with his as they continued to kiss, dragging his mouth down over her jaw to her neck. Margot tossed her hands over her head and arched under him.

Margot shivered as his beard scraped against her skin. He continued to work his way down until he got to her breasts. She moaned when he took one nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it. He tortured both nipples before continuing to kiss his way down her body. Margot panted and squirmed just knowing where he was going.

Margot gripped the pillow under her head as Quinn pushed her legs apart, his big hands palming the inside of her thighs. The first lick had her crying out in French because she could not think of the translation for English. He really knew how to use his tongue because he had her coming within a minute.