Page 153 of Beautiful Liar

“Quinn?” I mumble.

“Hmm?”

“Uh, do you…have a condom?”

He freezes. Eyes that have insisted on a connection breaks away from mine. He sucks in a huge breath, then shakes his head. “No,” he says.

The idea of stopping fills me with pain and dread. What I’m about to do may be right up there on the epic stupidity scale, but the thought of being denied is unbearable.

“I…can I trust you with my health, Quinn?”

He nods immediately. “I won’t force you if you don’t want you, but yes, you can.”

I suck in a breath. “Okay. I’m clean, by the way. And I’m on birth control.”

“So am I.”

“You’re on birth control?” I tease, desperate to allay any impending disappointment.

“I’m clean,” he says. “I won’t lie about something like that. I promise.”

My heart lifts. “I believe you.”

He smiles.

Quinn Blackwood smiles for the very first time since we met. And the sight of it is so fucking magnificent, my mouth drops open.

“Wow.”

“What?”

“That…your smile. Wow.”

It grows wider.

And just like that, my heart decides.

Once I give myself permission to, falling in love with Quinn Blackwood is as easy and as terrifying as falling off the edge of a cliff. The crash is inevitable but goddamn, I intend to enjoy the exhilarating descent.

So I return his smile. Slide my hands over his beautifully sculpted arms and lock my fingers at his nape. “Now that we’ve got that cleared up, what are you waiting for?”

His smile slowly fades away. I don’t mind, because it’s replaced by that feral hunger that electrifies my soul. Braced on his elbows, he spears one hand into my hair and the other beneath my ass. He tilts my hips upward and thrusts, hard and deep and gloriously into me.

Dear God. Either the men I was unfortunate to sleep with before were all woefully underendowed or I’ve lucked out and found two men with cocks designed to send a woman to heaven!

My mind veers once more to the similarities between the man who owns me and the one I want to belong to.

Once again, I’m not allowed to dwell on the thought.

Quinn slams into me. I scream, then pray there are no occupants around us. Then scream again as he fills me tight. His deep answering groans roll into one another.

Then the filthy words start.

“Love. Seeing. Those. Fucking. Tits. Bounce.

“Pussy so good. Fuck, you hold me so tight, Elly.

“Wanna feel you come all over my cock. Will you be a good girl and do that for me?

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