Page 26 of The Lynx and the Llama
“Kitten, I’m well past wanting to stop.”
“Quinn, this is the king’s office. We need to stop.”
Quinn let out a sigh before resting his hands on Erika’s shoulders and putting some distance between them.
“I’ll stop, but only on one condition—come to my hotel with me. We can order room service and kiss some more. A lot more.”
Say no, Erika. Say no!
“Okay.”
Damn it! Why did I do that? I’ve managed to resist this long…
She wanted to take it back and blurt out just how wrong this was fifty ways to Sunday. But when his lips curled into a smile, and he placed her hand delicately in his palm, she melted into an immense pile of goo.
“Dinner first,” he said with a smile. “We want to make sure we have lots of energy.”
* * *
Erika still thought she was certifiably out of her mind, yet it all felt so right. Dinner was perfect. Perfect food, perfect conversation. It was as if they’d been together for years. She was that comfortable with him, but her heart was beating to an entirely different animal.
Was it just her hormones talking, though? She still wasn’t sure.
The man was sexy as hell and had been plaguing not only her dreams when she slept but during the day, too. The instant attraction made her wonder about many things and made her question if she knew what love was all about. Her ex never made her feel any of these things.
How could she be so wrong about everything? Especially after her ex! The one she’d loved for the longest in her life who did nothing but break her heart.
The trip from the restaurant to the hotel was short, and it wasn’t long before they got to his room, yet the seconds dragged on. She wanted this—wantedhim—badly.
As soon as the door shut, he pinned Erika between the door and his hard planes with an arm just above her shoulders on either side of her.
“I want you, Erika. I want you more than anyone else I’ve ever known in my life.”
Her breath hitched as his lips claimed hers. A groan vibrated deep within Quinn’s chest as he snaked an arm around Erika’s waist and pulled her close. She moaned softly as her back arced in response to his light kisses on her neck.
“You’re driving me crazy, kitten,” he said as he scooped her up in his arms and led her to the bed. “I need you.” He plunged his tongue into her welcoming mouth as his hand slid down her shoulder, stopping at the top of her breast.
He cupped her breast briefly, and she let out of whimper of disapproval.
“Quinn, I need, I need—”
Her voice broke.
“I’ve got you, kitten. I intend to kiss those, but only after seeing them first.” He unbuttoned her blouse and kissed a line from the tip of her chin down to each newly exposed part of her skin. Once he shrugged off her blouse, he tossed it along with his shirt to the floor. Her bra was the next thing he discarded.
“Kitten, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered as he rubbed his thumbs over each of her nipples. They pebbled in response. “So, so beautiful.”
His lips sucked and licked each of her breasts before he trailed a line of kisses down the flat plane of her stomach.
“I want to taste you, kitten.”
His hands were playing at the seam of her skirt as he slowly began hitching it up her thighs until his thumbs hooked either side of her panties and tugged them off. Scorching heat came from his breath as his lips hovered over the center of her inner lips.
“You are so, so gorgeous, Erika, and you smell delicious.” His tongue slipped into her thick folds. “But you taste divine!”
She let out a soft moan as he continued to plunge his tongue in and out of her, his tongue so skillful that pressure was already starting to build. She writhed beneath him for only a few seconds before cupping his cheeks and guiding him back up to her mouth.
“Quinn, I need you inside me.”
