by Opal Carew
He knew she wanted this. She’d practically suggested it. But now that he was opening up to her, he could tell that she was fearful. Trying to keep a distance. He couldn’t blame her with the way he’d made it clear what he thought about her. She didn’t want to be hurt.
Fuck, the last thing in the world he wanted to do was hurt her. She’d been hurt so much by her bastard of a fiancé. And by life.
Whatever he’d thought of her and her motives in the past, right now, all he saw was a vulnerable woman who needed love.
And that’s just what he was going to give her.
“Baby, I know we have an arrangement. But right now, I want you to be with me because you want to be, not because you feel obligated. Is that possible, or have I ruined any chance of that between us?”
Her eyes softened, and the haunting pain that had shadowed them ever since he remembered, even though he hadn’t recognized what it was, faded ever so slightly.
She stroked her hand over his whisker-roughened cheek. “Quinn, I do want to be with you.”
His heart pounded at her words.
She eased closer, her full lips parting slightly, and he dipped down and captured them. The sweetness of her kiss filled him with desire. He glided his tongue forward, nudging her lips. She opened, welcoming him inside.
He slid into her mouth, finding her tongue. He stroked it, then suckled. Her soft, delighted murmurs sent his heart into a staccato beat, and his cock surged to life.
His hands glided down her back, and he pulled her tighter to him. The hard ridge of his cock pressed against her, and the feel of her warmth made his groin ache.
“Oh, God, baby. I want you so bad.”
“I know. I can feel it.” Her hand stroked down his stomach, then over his bulge. Then she squeezed lightly, driving him insane with need. “What would you like me to do now, sir?” she asked as she started to crouch down.
But he grasped her arms and drew her back up.
“No. No sir or Mr. Taylor right now. Call me Quinn.”
She pressed her lips to his jawbone, then fluttered light kisses to his ear.
“Yes, Quinn,” she whispered. Her soft breath in his ear sent tingles dancing down his neck and along his spine. “Whatever you want.”
His cock twitched against her.
“You don’t get it, April. I want this to be us. A husband and wife making love for the first time. I want to forget what happened when we got back to the suite last night. The way I took you against the door. I want this to be special.”
She tipped her head, and a soft smile played on her lips. “That was special, Quinn. I’ve never felt more wanted.”
“I acted like an ass. Taking what I wanted without worrying about your needs.”
She laughed softly. “Well, then you really are a talented man because you met my needs with spectacular success.”
She stroked her fingers through his hair, then pressed her lips to his temple and nuzzled.
“And if you really want to meet my needs now”—she nibbled his earlobe, then murmured softly—“then make love to me.”
* * *
April felt Quinn’s big hands cup her butt, and he pulled her tightly to him again. His thick, hard shaft pressed against her.
Oh, God, she longed to have it inside her again. When he’d taken her against the door as if he couldn’t wait a moment longer, it had been primal and exciting. Now he would take it slow and easy, gliding his incredible cock inside her in long, deep strokes.
Her insides melted, and she felt her knees growing weak.
She stepped back and unzipped her dress, then let it fall to the floor. Now she stood before him in only her bra. His gaze glided down her body, the heat of it igniting a blaze of desire inside her. She reached around and unhooked her bra, then slowly eased it from her breasts.
When she dropped it to the floor, too, he rested his hands on her shoulders, then glided them down her arms, his gaze falling to her breasts. His eyes glittered with desire.
She unfastened the buttons of his shirt as quickly as she could, then pushed it from his shoulders. He shrugged out of it, then wrapped his arms around her and hugged her close. The feel of his hot, smooth skin against her sensitive nipples caused them to harden and spike forward.
“Oh, fuck, baby.”
His hand cupped one breast gently. As his thumb brushed over her hard nub, she sucked in air.
“Mmm, that’s so nice.” She rested her head against this shoulder, enjoying his caresses.
He nuzzled her neck, then kissed down her chest until he found one hard bud. He took it in his mouth and suckled softly.
She arched her head back. “Oh, yes.”
He drew away, a big smile on his face, then he scooped her up and carried her to the bed. After he laid her down, he stared at her naked body so long she almost wanted to cover herself, sure he’d find flaws.
“I’ve dreamed of seeing you like this so many times. I can’t believe it’s finally happening.”
17
The look of awe in Quinn’s eyes moved April. She opened her arms to him in invitation. He shed his pants, then his boxers. Her attention focused on his impressive cock, standing straight up, ready for her. He lowered himself onto her, and it pressed tightly against her belly. Hot and hard.
She reached down and wrapped her hand around it, then pressed the tip to her slickness.
But he stilled her hand and drew it away.
“Not yet, baby,” he murmured in her ear. “I’m going to take my time. To explore your body. To find out what you like.”
She giggled and wrapped her hand around his cock again. “I like this.”
He chuckled. “That’s good.”
He rolled them over. Now she was on top of him.
“What do you like about it?”
His grin warmed her, making it easier to relax.
“I like how thick it is.” She stroked its length. “And how long.” She squeezed it. “And I love how hard it is.” She smiled. “I think it’ll fit perfectly inside me.”
“Really? Where inside?”
She laughed. “Well … In my mouth.”
She kissed the tip of his cock, then opened her lips around it and eased downward until she took the whole cockhead inside. She suckled, to his moan.
She drew her mouth from him, her hand still firmly around the shaft, and pushed herself up on her knees. She brushed his cockhead against her intimate flesh again.
“And right in here.” She teased him by gliding his tip back and forth through her slickness.
“Right where, baby? I’m not sure I know what you mean.”
His teasing grin delighted her. But he wanted an answer. He wanted to hear her talk dirty.
And why not? She wanted to talk dirty to him.
To be dirty for him.
“Inside my pussy.” She glided it along her length again, longing to feel it push inside her aching passage. “I’m getting desperate to feel your cock there. It’s so thick it’ll stretch me wide. And when you drive it in, I’ll moan at the sinful pleasure it’ll give me.”
“Really? You’re saying you want me to drive it inside you?” His voice was thick with need.
He drew her hand from his cock and wrapped his own around it. She glided her hands over his taut, ridged stomach to his chest, then teased his bead-hard nipples.
“That’s right. I want you to fuck me hard,” she murmured. “To drive that long cock of yours into me so far, I’ll feel it in my throat.”
His midnight-blue eyes glittered, and he laughed. “You are a vixen. You’re determined to hurry me up, but…” He rolled her over again and trapped her under him, holding her wrists over her head. “I insist on having my way with you.”
He captured one nipple in his mouth and suckled, to her soft moan. Her bud ached as he pulled it deeper into his mouth. His tongue played over it, rolling it, then spiraling around it. Then he suckled again.
“Oh, God, that feels so good,” she moaned
.
He chuckled, then moved to her other nipple and toyed with it in the same way.
She arched against him, pushing her bud deeper into his warmth. His tongue played over it, lapping hard, then delicately teasing. She moaned softly, and he suckled. His cock was rock-hard against her belly, and she rocked her hips upward, pressing his shaft tightly between their bodies.
He chuckled against her soft flesh. Then he glided downward, releasing her wrists. He nuzzled her stomach, then licked her navel. His tongue dipped inside and swirled. He kissed sideways next, his lips brushing over her hipbone, then back toward her stomach again.
Her breathing was increasing as she longed for him to find her slick flesh. His mouth grazed her outer folds and she murmured, opening her legs for him. His lips brushed her sensitive inner thighs, and delightful shimmers of pleasure quivered through her. She arched her hips, hoping to draw him back to her needy place, but he moved down her thigh to the inside of her knee, then shifted to the other leg. She held her breath as he kissed upward again.
Finally, his lips brushed her outer folds again. She licked her lips, aching inside at the feel of his mouth so close to where she wanted it.
He gazed up at her with a smile. “What is it you want me to do now, baby?”
“I want you to … uh … lick my pussy. And to slide your fingers inside.”
His eyebrow arched. He pressed his tongue to her pussy and gave it a quick lick. Her whole body quivered with need.
He gazed at her again. “Is that what you want?”
She nodded vigorously.
His deep chuckle rumbled through her. Then his lips found her intimate folds and glided her length, drawing her delicate petals into his mouth as he moved. Her fingers tangled in his wavy hair. His tongue dipped inside her opening and swirled around. She ached, wanting him so badly.
He eased back and stared at her wet flesh. He glided his fingers over it, an expression of wonder on his face. Then his fingers slid inside her, and her eyelids fluttered closed. He pressed in deep, then began to move in and out gently. His tongue found her again and he licked upward to her clit.
“Oh, God, yes,” she said as pleasure rippled through her.
He lapped at her sensitive bud, his tongue curling over and around it. When he covered her and began to suckle, she tightened her hands around his head, holding him close, as blissful sensations blossomed inside her.
His fingers continued to glide into her. His thumb found her clit as his mouth moved away, but she could still feel his breath on her. She opened her eyes to see him gazing at her.
“Baby, I love tasting you like this.”
He continued watching her with his warm, midnight-blue eyes as the pleasure stormed through her. Then he captured her clit with his mouth again, still watching her.
She arched again, needing him desperately.
“That feels so good, Quinn. I’m getting close.”
His eyes glittered, and he suckled her nub as his fingers slid deeper inside her, then began to thrust. Her whole body tightened as electricity danced over her nerve endings, lighting a fire inside her.
“Ohhh,” she murmured softly, tossing her head back on the pillow. The pleasure kept rising as his fingers thrust into her and his mouth suckled her nub.
She rocked against his mouth.
“Yes, I’m going to come, I…”
He suckled her deeper, watching her with those dark eyes of his.
Then it happened. An explosion of pure ecstasy jolted through her, tossing her over the edge of eternity. She moaned, low at first, then growing louder until the sound filled the room.
“Fuck, baby. It’s so beautiful when you come.” After he uttered the words, his mouth was back on her immediately.
She arched and wailed, riding the wave of rapture. She wished he was in her arms, but at the same time didn’t want him to move from where he was. Not now.
The orgasm rocked through her. Then slowly faded.
When he finally lifted his mouth, she was sucking in air, her body slumped on the bed. He prowled over her and nuzzled her neck, then lay down beside her. She glanced at his smiling face, then giggled at his expression of complete satisfaction.
“You’re certainly pleased with yourself,” she said, her own lips turning up.
“Shouldn’t I be?” he asked.
Her eyebrows arched. “Actually, yes, you should be. That was spectacular.”
He rolled on top of her, propping his elbows on either side of her face. “And now, my sweet bride, I’m going to make love to you.” He nuzzled her ear. “For the first time.”
She smiled, happy to live this fantasy with him.
“Well, my dearest husband, this is my first time ever.” She hooked her arms around his neck. “But I’m not afraid, because I know you’ll be gentle.”
He gazed down at her, and the depth of feeling in his eyes tugged at her heart. If she hadn’t broken up with him back in college, he would have been her first.
She bit her lip. She wished she could have given him that. It was clear it would have meant the world to him.
He stroked the hair from her face. “I will, my love,” he murmured tenderly.
She felt his hand against her stomach as it wrapped around his rigid cock. His hips eased up, and she felt his hot tip brush against her slick flesh. He stroked her length several times, his gaze never leaving her face. The intensity in his eyes as he positioned himself at her center took her breath away.
“I’m going to fill you now, sweetheart.”
She nodded, her body aching for him to be inside her.
Slowly, their gazes locked, and he pushed forward. His tip slid inside.
“Ohhh, Quinn.” The feel of him filling her, his thick, hard shaft opening her as it glided in deep, stroking her canal, was exquisite.
Each breath she took was like a drop in a tranquil pool, ripples spreading outward. Filling her whole being with a quiet, yet deeply profound bliss. His eyes darkened to almost black as his cock became a part of her, so deeply imbedded in her body she could barely tell where he ended and she began.
His hips met hers, and she knew he was all the way inside her now. She squeezed him, wanting him deeper still. Wanting to become one with him.
His lips found hers, and the tender kiss opened her heart, drawing out her deepest feelings. The ones she kept hidden even from herself.
Oh, God, she loved this man.
But she couldn’t allow herself that luxury.
She tightened her arms around him, not wanting this time with him to end. Ever.
Their lips parted, and he stared deep into her eyes, his own glowing.
Then he smiled and started to move. His cock dragged along her inner passage, triggering joyful waves of delight. Then it glided deep again. She squeezed around him, and he groaned.
He rocked his hips faster, filling her with his marble-hard cock again and again. She sucked in air, still enthralled by the mesmerizing spell of his eyes.
“You feel so good around me, baby.” The ache in his voice echoed through her.
She tightened her arms around him. “I love you inside me, Quinn. I never want this to end.”
He smiled, deepening the intensity of his eyes. “I’m afraid it’s going to end soon because any minute now, I’m going to come inside you, my sweet. But I won’t allow that to happen until I’ve fully satisfied you.”
His cock filled her again, and he nuzzled her ear. Then he swirled his cock as he pulled back, then thrust hard into her. She moaned as sparks flickered through her.
He thrust again.
“Yes, Quinn,” she murmured against his temple as she tightened around him, a sweltering need burning through her. “Please make me come.”
His lips brushed her cheek, and his eyes glowed with determination. He thrust deep again and again. She arched against him, meeting him stroke for stroke. Her breathing increased as her insides coiled tighter.
“Oh, I’m so close.”
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bsp; “Tell me … baby. Are you … going to … come?” The words were punctuated by his thrusts.
She nodded, her whole body quivering with need. “Oh, yes. Quinn.”
Bliss rose inside her, and she sucked in a breath.
“Oh, God.” She catapulted over the edge, clinging to him as she fell into the void of rapture. “You’re making me come.”
The reedy words were a mere echo in her ears as her body shuddered with her release. Her world shattered as the rapture exploded through her, sending her into free fall.
Then he groaned, and his cock erupted inside her. She moaned again, flung back into euphoria.
Quinn continued pumping into her, keeping her at the height of ecstasy, until finally, the pleasure faded and she gasped for air. Then he rolled onto his side and held her against him, his arms wrapped tightly around her as if he’d never let go.
She rested her head against his muscular chest and nuzzled his warm skin. At the comforting sound of his heartbeat pounding in her ear, she sighed contentedly and snuggled closer, feeling warm and protected in his arms.
* * *
Quinn woke up to the sound of his phone vibrating on the bedside table. He grabbed it and saw a text from Austin.
It’s been 3 hours. Want to grab dinner or still getting busy?
Quinn pushed his hair back from his face as he sat up, then tapped in his reply.
Meet you at Casey’s in 15.
He glanced at April and saw her eyes were open, if only halfway. He couldn’t help smiling at the sight of her all sleepy and adorable.
“Is that from Austin?” she asked as she stretched her arms wide.
Her chest arched upward with the movement, her breasts pushing against the white sheet covering her. He’d love to pull back that sheet and reveal her lovely naked body, then ravish her all over again.
Fuck, it had been incredible being with her, making love to her the way he’d always dreamed of doing. A part of him had been afraid that the actual experience could never live up to what he’d imagined, but in fact, it had been even better.
“Hey, my eyes are up here.”
At her words, Quinn’s gaze shifted back to her face. Her lips were turned up in a teasing smile.