Miss You, Sir [Quinn Brothers] (Siren Publishing Allure)
Page 10
After they tucked Poppy in, Jill and Tern headed to their own bedroom. He chased away the voyeur animals, and shut the door. Slowly, finally, he undressed his curvy wife.
He eased her down onto their bed. His cock stirred. His heart stirred. He couldn’t get enough of his wife’s soft and pliant body. As he kissed and caressed her most secret places, her dark eyes went wild, her breath grew uneven. She moaned, her back arching. Her desire burned through him. Jill was built for sex. But this time he intended to take her with less violence. He would savor her every gasp, her every sigh, her every shudder.
He buried himself into her intoxicating heat. He rode her gently until she bucked against him, impatient. Surging into her, he went primal. Time stretched and then collapsed. He gave into an explosion of pleasure.
Sated at last, he clung to her. His Jill was amazing.
THE END
WWW.JANUARYROWE.BLOGSPOT.COM
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
January Rowe is a happily married mother of three. She’s lived in New Jersey, California, New Mexico, Massachusetts, France, and Germany. Now she calls Colorado home.
Siren Publishing, Inc.
www.SirenPublishing.com