“Yeah?” He wanted that, too. “It’s okay if wedon’t.”
“I know. And that’s why Iwantto.”
He exhaled roughly as she sheathed him, then swung her leg over his body, trapping his cock between his belly and her very wet pussy. “God, yes. Rub yourself on me. I wanted to do this lastnight.”
“You did?” She made an appreciative, earthy moan as she rocked herself against his length. “Oh, yeah. You feel good. Hard and long. You’re going to feel so big pushingintome.”
Her fucking mouth. Listening to her talk was its own version of grade-A sex. “Tellmemore.”
Her eyes lit up as she lifted her hands and tangled them in her sex-and-sleep-mussed hair. “I want to ride you until you lose control. Until you turn into my very own buckingbronco.”
“Won’ttakemuch.”
“But you’ll fight it, won’t you? Because you’ll try to make it last for me.” She gasped and tipped her head back, and he wasn’t sure how good he could be for her when she was doing her damnedest to get him off before he even gotinsideher.
“Leah…” hegrowled.
And shelaughed.Theminx.
“Fuck me or accept the consequences of writhing on top of me like a goddamn pinupqueen.”
She stopped mid-roll-of-the-hips and blinked down at him. “Toomuch?”
Never. He grinned and squeezed her hips, lifting her up enough for his cock to bounce to attention—and smack her in the clit. “Put that monster inside you and let me make youscream.”
Her eyes sparkled at his choice of words, he hoped, but then her smile slipped a bit as she wrapped her fist around him and fit him against her soft, wet entrance. His breath caught in his throat at the glimpse of raw emotion playing out—or maybe just reflecting off him. Because raw was suddenly how he felt as she sank an inch onto him, enveloping him withtightheat.
Fuck. “Oh, baby,” he breathed, running his palms down her thighs, then back up again as those muscles worked, lifting her up, then lowering again as she took more of him insideherbody.
Maybe it was the mind-fuck of her admission that she didn’t have intercourse with all her lovers.That wasn’t exactly what she said. But it was how he was interpreting it, because it made this moment more special, and for the first time in a long, long time, Quinn wantedspecial.
And he wanted itwithLeah.
As she engulfed him in her slick channel, his eyes unfocused and he gave himself over to the sensation. She buried him to the hilt, and when he thought he couldn’t get any deeper inside her, she flexed her hips and squeezedaroundhim.
Good didn’t begin todescribeit.
He reached for her breasts, cupping the swollen flesh as she rode him, his thumbs finding her nipples even as he tipped his head back, his eyelids sliding shut. Her body fit his perfectly. Her thighs straddled his hips, her pussy took every last inch of his cock, and her tits overflowed his hands with perfect softness. She was the entire package, and not just physically. Each passing minute he spent with her filled him with an increasingly savagepossessiveness.
Could a woman like Leah ever be his? Could she belong to anyone, let along a man like Quinn, who’d practically made a second profession out of being free asabird?
He pushed himself up so he could sit and urged her to wrap her legs around him. The flow of their bodies turned into a rocking grind, clit against pelvic bone, cock against cervix. He thrust into her, holding her hips as she wound her arms around his neck and kissed him, a drugging embrace that made his head spin and his dickpulse.
“I wanna be on top,” he muttered, and she whimpered and nodded as she kept kissing him. A quick flip and he was pinning her to the mattress. Fuck yes. He snapped his hips into her, then pushed deeper still. All the wayinsideher.
He ground out her name as he found her gaze and held it. His last coherent thought was just how fucking pretty she was, all wide-eyed and climbing toward an orgasm, before she arched beneath him, sliding her pussy half off his cock, and his brain short-circuited.
He slammed back into her, chasing her up the mattress as she dug her heels into his ass, her fingernails into his shoulders, and at some point they reached the bulkhead. Instead of stopping, they both reached up and slammed their hands against the teak paneling. No stopping. Not until she came on his dick and he found his own release deepinsideher.
“So close,” she breathed, grinding up against him frombelow.
He reared up on his knees and hitched her hips closer to him so he could surge into her and roll his thumb over her clit at thesametime.
The view of his cock thrusting in and out of her body was the dirty cherry on top. Desire spooled hard and fast deep in his gut as he picked up speed. “Gonna come, gonna fill you up, gonna…” He went harder and faster as she pushed into him, pressing off the wall and arching her back. The boat rocked with them as her body spasmed in climax, milking his own orgasm out of him. With a shout, he buried himself deep and let the crashing wave of pleasureconsumehim.
