Page 32 of Dream Lover
I ate Quinn, feasted on her like she was my only meal in years. I wanted to kick my own ass for having waited so damn long. I could’ve been having her all to my damn self instead of wasting time chasing the wrong ones, trying to convince myself of all the reasons we couldn’t be together. Yes, I was a dumbass, and it was time to rectify that.
Jerking one of the lace cups down, I tweaked her nipple and rolled it between my thumb and finger. She squirmed on the bed. Mirroring the action, I teased the other and was rewarded by another deep moan. I’d do anything to keep hearing that sound.
Replacing my tongue with two fingers, I moved up on the bed and covered her body with mine.
Her fingers skated down my back and into my sweats, getting a firm hold on my ass. Her nails bit into me. Our bodies came together, chest to chest. Moving my fingers in a come here motion inside her just like the massage, I knew she was close. Knowing I did that to her so quickly made my chest swell.
Quinn Landis was made for me. Her gaze met mine. “Take these off, lover.” She snapped the elastic band of my sweatpants. Fuck me, I was hard. I wanted nothing more than to be inside her.
“Just so you know. This is just the warmup round,” I warned, losing my pants.
Quinn got her bra out of the way, and there was nothing separating us any longer. Her legs opened wider, welcoming me.
My cock brushed against her pussy lips as we kissed. Her breathy pants were driving me crazy. I gripped my length, stroking the head against her pussy lips, teasing us both.
She shifted beneath me, hand covering mine on my cock. “I want you, Conner. Please.” That one word did me in. She took over guiding me in and welcomed me home.
So tight. So damn wet I slid right in. Her walls clenched around me. I was in trouble. Nothing had ever felt better or more right than this moment. We were perfect. Two bodies becoming one, I started to move. Her back arched, hips flexing as I thrust deep.
When her eyes closed and her lips formed a perfect O, I knew she was about to come, and I needed to see it. “Eyes on mine, babe.”
Quinn smiled at me, and I worked her over, playing with her clit, biting her neck, tasting her, touching her.
Squeezing me tight, she moaned and shattered beneath me. Hitching her knee over my arm, I drove in hard and fast, chasing my release. My girl met me thrust for thrust, giving it back as good as she got, and it wasn’t long before I coiled tight and let go.
Stilling, I could do nothing but pant and watch Quinn as she did the same. Sweat trickled down my back as I leaned down and kissed her.
Tearing my lips away, I collapsed next to her in a sweaty heap. I kissed her shoulder, and she smiled that beautiful smile that was all mine. The one reserved for me. I didn’t even know if Quinn knew she did that, saved her best smiles for me. But never had I seen her light up the way she did with me.
I rolled off the bed and got a wet cloth. Meticulously, I cleaned between her thighs. Tossing her one of my shirts, I loved how it looked on her.
“What’s this?” She went to the cart and popped a strawberry between her swollen lips. Images of those lips around my cock made me hard once again.Down, boy.
“Courtesy of our hosts.”
“Here, come have some.” She poured champagne into flutes and handed one to me as we sat on the bed. “To us,” she said, tapping her glass with mine.
“Us.”
There was going to be an us when this was all over.
I held out a strawberry. She smiled and wrapped those lips around it with a glimmer of heat in her eyes. Yeah, she knew exactly what she was doing to me.
I couldn’t keep my hands off her, wanting her again in every position possible.
Quinn was on the same page. Her head dipped, lips on my chest, kissing me all over and setting my skin on fire with her touch. She stroked and pumped my cock, and fuck me, I wanted her to ride me. To watch her as she fed herself to me.
I slapped her ass. “Climb on, buttercup.”
She grinned, and I lifted my shirt over her head. Sucking a nipple into my mouth as she straddled my thighs, Quinn gripped my cock and impaled herself on my erection. Her hips rolled, and her tits bounced.
Quinn rode me hard and fast. I gripped her hips to slow her down. I was going to enjoy the sight. Wrapping her braid around my fist, I tugged and raised up to claim her mouth. “Let me behind you.”
Changing positions, I had her face down, ass up. I spread her cheeks and teased the head of my cock against her forbidden entrance. I wouldn’t take her there tonight, but in the future Quinn and I were going to explore a lot more of one another. She tensed but grinned at me over her shoulder. I slapped her ass again and slid into her heat once more. Yes, tonight would be one for the record books.
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Quinn was curled around me,head on my chest. Last night was perfect. Better than perfect, but dawn was on the horizon, and in a few hours we’d be leaving Las Vegas and the week behind. I knew what I wanted, but would she be ready to take this further than one night of the hottest sex I’d had in my life because it was with the one woman I had craved over half my life.
