“Shh.” He lightly smacked her thigh with his free hand. “This is a nice dinner. You can’t let anyone know that I’ve got my mouth all over you beneath the table.” Quinn slid his hands under her ass and lifted her a little, thrusting his tongue into her.
Aubry moaned. “You don’t think they’d notice that you’ve been down there a while?”
“Do you care if they do?” He licked her clit. “I think that’s exactly what you want, dirty girl. For every single person at that table to know that I’m tongue-fucking you to orgasm.”
“Maybe.”
He pushed two fingers into her. “No maybe about it. You forget, peaches—I know you. I know what gets you hot and wet and needy. I think that would fit the bill nicely. Now be quiet and try not to scream my name when I make you come.”
He licked her again, not stopping this time. It was hot, so fucking hot, to think about doing this to her exactly as he’d described, with her writhing and making little helpless sounds as she tried to be quiet. He didn’t think his cock could get any harder, but when her hands came to rest on the back of his head, he thought he might burst out of his slacks.
Aubry gave up all pretense of being quiet, rolling her hips to guide him exactly where she wanted him. “Right there. Oh my God, Quinn, that feels so good. Don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Hearing her desperate words even as she went wild against his mouth—knowing he was the cause of her pleasure—was unbearably good. He picked up his pace, sucking on her clit just like he knew she liked, relishing her nails pressing against the back of his head, holding him in place.
As if he would want to be anywhere else.
“Quinn.”
A man could get addicted to the sound of his name on Aubry’s lips as she came. She went boneless, her breath coming as fast as his was. From the last few days, he knew it would only be a short time before she was ready for more. For all that she accused him of being insatiable, she matched him stroke for stroke.
Sure enough, she stretched and sat up. “That was a great appetizer.”
Quinn laughed. “Just for that, I should cut you off right now.”
“Come on. You know better.” She stood and unzipped the side of her dress. One shrug of her shoulders and it was on the ground, leaving her standing before him gloriously naked. Aubry stretched again, watching him watch her. “If you stop now, you’re not going to get to watch me ride my trusty steed.”
Her words should have been hilarious, but his amusement was sidetracked by the knowledge of how fucking good she looked while riding his cock. He pushed to his feet and went for his belt buckle. “Then, by all means, let’s not deny either one of us.”
…
It was downright unnatural how hot this man made Aubry. She never wanted Quinn to stop touching her, and she was so turned on that thought didn’t even worry her like it normally would. “Come here, steed.”
“Don’t be getting any ideas.” But he let her back him up to the bed.
“The only idea I have right now is that you’re wearing too many clothes.” She unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down his hips. Quinn helped her by stepping out of them, and then there was nothing between them. She ran her hands up his chest, marveling at how good his muscles felt beneath her fingertips. “You are unreal.”
“I was thinking…”
She gave him a little push, well aware that he humored her by sitting on the edge of the bed. “Always a dangerous prospect.”
“Mmmm.” He pulled her onto him, cupping her ass and squeezing. “I like this.”
“I like this, too.” She arched her back, offering her breasts to him. The look he sent her as he captured one nipple with his mouth seared her right to her core. Her thighs shook and she had to close her eyes for a second. “Oh, fuck.”
Quinn pushed two fingers into her, pumping slowly. “Let me take you out when we get back to Devil’s Falls.”
She was so caught up in the sensations rolling through her body that it took her mind a few beats to catch up and process his words. “What?”
“You. Me. A meal.” He twisted his wrist and palmed her between her thighs. “This at the end if you’re a very, very good girl.”
She flexed her fingers on his shoulders. “Wait, what?”
“I like this. I like you.” He reached over and snagged a condom off the nightstand and rolled it on while she watched. Then he withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock.
“But—” She moaned as he thrust up, sheathing himself to the hilt with her.
“I’m not ready for this to end.” He fucked her slowly, one hand on the back of her neck, holding her in place despite the fact that she was on top. “Are you?”
She never wanted this to end. Aubry spread her legs wider, and he rewarded her by switching positions, laying her on the bed and pushing his cock even deeper. She hooked her ankles at the small of his back, arching up to meet his thrusts.
Quinn stilled. “Peaches, I asked you a question.”
“What?”
He grinned. “I asked if you’re ready for this to end.”
It was hard to catch her breath. “You’re using sex to stack the deck in your favor, aren’t you?”
“Guilty.” He nuzzled her neck, his whiskers making her shiver. “I’m not afraid to play dirty to get what I want. And what I want is you.”
What I want is you.
His words echoed through her, with the tide of her orgasm nearly engulfing her. She held it at bay through sheer force of will. “Quinn, think about this for a second.”
“I have.” He thrust hard enough to make her eyes roll back in her head. “Let’s give this thing a shot, peaches. I promise a whole hell of a lot more nights like this one.”
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nbsp; Nights with him in a bed and his cock imbedded between her thighs. There was some reason she should balk at the thought, but she was having a hard time focusing. “It might be a mistake.”
“Won’t know until we try.” He kissed her, sweeping away her worries as if they never existed. He changed the angle of his thrusts, grinding his pelvis against her clit, and that was all it took to push her over the edge. She came screaming and he ate the sound, his strokes never changing as they took her to the edge and over.
She clung to him as he finished, reality still too far away to be a worry. Quinn rolled onto his side and took her with him. “I’m glad we had this talk.”
Aubry laughed because there was nothing else to do. “You’re right. You really do play dirty.”
“You like it.” He palmed her breast, his expression losing its teasing edge. “I’m serious though, Aubry. I want to date you.”
The shock of hearing her actual name on his lips chased away the last of the desire tingeing her thoughts. She settled back into the pillow, staring at the wall. Trying to date Quinn might be a mistake…but it was suddenly one she wanted to make more than anything else in the world. “What if it doesn’t work out?”
“What if it does?”
She wasn’t sure which option scared her more.
He seemed to sense what the problem was—the man was way too good at reading her—and smoothed back her hair. “Do you have a legit reason for saying no?”
“Legit? No. Irrational? Only about a million and a half.” Strangely enough, that knowledge settled some of her fears. “You’re serious about wanting this?”
“As a heart attack.”
A curious lightness coursed through her and she found herself grinning like a fool. “Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yeah, okay. Let’s do it. Let’s go on a date and see what happens.”
Quinn’s smile was a reward in and of itself. He rolled back on top of her, settling between her thighs. “Look at you, taking a leap of faith.” He kissed her, his tongue tangling with hers, his hands on her body teasing the desire she had been sure was sated back to life. “Guess I’ll have to reward you, huh?”