Page 88 of Never Again

Tore his name from her lips when he pulled her back against him so that the large, hard cock between his legs was pressed against her back. She licked her lips hungrily as he reached for her pants and slowly began pushing them down. His lips brushed teasingly against her ear before they found the back of her neck, making her moan softly.

As soon as her jeans slid past her knees, Bailey was kicking them off, leaving her standing there in her panties while Quinn took his time kissing the back of her neck as his hands covered her breasts, alternating between gently squeezing them before allowing her nipples to slide between his fingers. His hands felt so good, she thought, only to amend that thought when he slid one hand down her stomach and beneath her panties seconds later.

“So fucking wet,” Quinn whispered hoarsely against the back of her neck as he took his time tracing her slit.

When his fingertip found her clit, Bailey released a soft moan as she spread her legs apart, making it easier for him to tease her. That felt so good, she thought, closing her eyes as she dropped her head back against his chest. When he whispered her name, Bailey tilted her head back, tearing a groan from the large man that was driving her crazy when his lips found hers.

She’d never reacted to a man like this before, never thought that she could want someone this much, but all it took was one look from Quinn and…she was lost. There was no other way to describe it. She didn’t think that she would ever get enough of him, Bailey thought as she reached down and covered the hand moving between her legs. She-

“Quinn!”

-felt her knees buckle when he turned his hand and slid one long finger inside of her.

He swallowed her moan as he kept moving his hand between her legs, slowly thrusting his finger inside of her as his other hand teased her breast one last time before sliding down her stomach and over her hip as he pulled his hand free from between her legs. Never breaking the kiss, Quinn shifted behind her and picked her up, cradling her in his arms as he made his way to the large bed behind them.

Before he finished laying her down on the bed, she was wrapping her arms around him, refusing to let him go. Placing one hand on the bed next to her head, she felt him reach down and pull his holster free from his pants and placed it on the nightstand before settling between her legs. He groaned against her mouth as his cock settled between her slit before pulling back until the large tip was pressing against her slit and-

“I’m never letting you go,” Quinn said on a groan as she felt the large tip push inside of her.

“You promise?” Bailey whispered as she cupped his face in her hands.

“God, yes,” he swore, taking her mouth in another hungry kiss as he slid the rest of the way inside of her, making her realize something important.

She’d been lying to herself.

She wasn’t falling in love with him.

She already loved him.

More than anything.

CHAPTER52

He never thought he’d find someone like her.

Never thought that he could feel like this, like he’d finally found the one thing missing in his life and-

That fucking terrified him.

If he ever lost her…

Christ, he would never survive, Quinn realized, closing his eyes as he pressed his lips against her forehead and prayed like hell that he would never find out. Swallowing hard, he pulled away as he opened his eyes and found himself staring down into the beautiful blue eyes that had haunted him for most of his life. He-

“It’s only fair,” Bailey whispered softly as she reached up and ran her fingertips along his jaw.

“What’s that?” Quinn asked, turning his head so that he could kiss her palm and-

“You scare me, too,” she said, making him go still.

Swallowing hard, Quinn turned his head to watch her as she leaned up and brushed her lips against his as he felt her hands press against his chest and pushed. He cupped her face in his hand as he moved, wrapping his other arm around her and took her with him as he turned over onto his back.

His back barely touched the bed before Bailey began moving, slowly rolling her hips as he wrapped his arms around her. He ran his hands over her back, her hips, and back up again, needing to touch her and…

He just fucking needed her.

While she moved on him, and Christ, he couldn’t get over just how fucking good she felt wrapped around his cock, Quinn broke off the kiss so that he could press his lips against her chin as his hands slid down to her ass and gently squeezed, encouraging her to keep moving. As he kissed his way to her throat, Bailey’s hands fisted in the sheet as she kept moving, riding him with sensual rolls of her hips that left him struggling not to lose his fucking mind.

He was in fucking heaven, Quinn thought while he lay there, pressing his lips against her throat, her large breasts pressed against him, and his hands kneading her incredible ass as she moved on him, stroking his cock with her tight, wet-

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