Page 83 of Infinite
“Oh, but I am.”
I shake my head, knowing this is a bad idea and not sure I care all that much. I want him in every way. I want to give myself to him and have him bond with me.
We enter my room, and I place kisses on his neck as we move. “Quinn, my parents’ bedroom is right next door.”
“You’ll have to be quiet.”
I bite my lip as he lays me on the bed, bracing himself over me. “I struggle with that.”
“I know, which is going to make this all the more fun.”
I go to say something, but before I can, he’s pulling my dress up and removing my lace thong. I am so freaking glad I shaved this morning. There’s a charge in the room, electricity flows around us, bringing a slow burn to my nerves.
And then he spreads my legs and swipes his tongue against my core. I want to scream. It feels so good, and if he weren’t holding my thighs apart, I would be squeezing them together. His hands are tight and strong, giving me nowhere to go and only the ability to feel.
“Quinn,” I whisper, needing to let something out or I might explode.
“Easy,fragolina. I’m enjoying your sweetness.”
My head moves from side to side as he continues to swirl his tongue in the most glorious patterns. He sucks my clit into his mouth and then releases right as I’m about to fall apart. I groan when my orgasm is so close.
I can taste the relief right on the edge, but he won’t give it to me.
A sheen of sweat covers my skin. I’m hot and cold at the same time. My mind races because I need something, everything. Then he repeats the same motion. I climb, higher and higher, only to be let down right before the precipice.
“Please, Quinn. Please,” I beg. My voice is strained as I fight to find my release without making noise.
He moans against me, sliding his tongue around again, but when he presses his finger into me and sucks again, I fall.
Endlessly down the mountain, feeling a freedom and weightlessness as I fly through the air. Quinn continues to suck and flick his tongue, pulling every possible ounce of pleasure from my body.
At some point in my haze, he climbs over me so his head is now next to mine. He wanted me to have to be quiet, well, turnabout is fair play and all. I push my hand to his chest, forcing him to lie back. I divest myself of my dress completely and then get to work on his clothes.
“You’re beautiful.”
I smile. “And you’re in trouble.”
“Me?” Quinn asks as though he wouldn’t have an idea why.
“Oh, yes, darling. I’m not the only one who has trouble being quiet.”
I remove his shirt, loving how toned and muscular he is. It doesn’t matter that the man won’t eat a cheeseburger because I’m devouring him tonight. Quinn grins at me as I pull his pants and boxers off.
His thick, hard cock stands at attention, and I want nothing more than to drive him out of his mind.
“Now,” I say as I pull my hair over my shoulder to look at him. “Let’s see how quiet you can be.”
My tongue slides from his chest down the valley of his abdomen. I continue down to the motherland, making sure I lick all the way. When I reach the tip of his cock, he sucks in a breath.
I normally like to tease him a bit. It’s fun watching his patience drain away until he’s begging, but tonight, I don’t want him to beg. I want to give him everything without games or reservation. If we were in our home, it would be different. Tonight, we don’t have that luxury, but we have each other.
I take him deep, not wasting a second, and his hands thread into my hair. The muscles in his legs are tight, and if I could smile, I would.
“Fuck, Ash.”
I slide up and down, taking him as far back into my throat as I can. Quinn’s legs twitch each time, and I don’t ease up. He may have wanted to draw out my orgasm, but I want it fast. My goal is to make him lose it, knowing it was me who brought him pleasure as quickly as I wanted.
There’s power in this room, and I’m chasing after it.
