“Couldn’t help myself,” he whispered, his eyesbright.
“Now the tables are turned.” She squeezed her hips, and something hard in his front pocket pushed into her inner thigh. Planting one hand on his chest, she gave him a stern look. “Whatisthis?”
She quickly rifled through hispockets.
Handcuffs.
Lube.
Chuckling under her breath, she leaned forward, brushing her breasts over his face as she snapped the cuffs on first one wrist, then theother.
The entire time, Quinn watched her through hooded eyes, his gaze hot andhungry.
“We’re going to have to work on your abduction skills,” she teasedgently.
“I’ve detained drug lords and terrorists in foreign country. My skills arejustfine.”
“And yet you got taken down by a littlewoman.”
Instead of answering, he licked at her nipple through her t-shirt. Then he shrugged. “I missed you. Hard to maintain a desire to assaultyouwhen…”
“You were packing lube and totally willing for me to violate youinstead?”
He laughed. “Don’t usethatword.”
“I’ll use whatever word I like,” she whispered, cupping his erection through his jeans. He throbbed against her touch. “Got a problemwiththat?”
“God,no.”
“Good boy.” She pushed his t-shirt up, because it had been too long since she touched him, and his muscles tightened and bunched under her touch. She stroked her fingertips over the ridges of his eight-pack, then down again to the waistband of his jeans. “I’m so lucky,” she murmured as she undid his belt. “To have such a beautiful man, with a beautiful heart, attached to a gorgeous, big cocklikethis.”
He groaned as she found his length, hard and solid and yes, very big. “I’m theluckyone.”
“Maybe I’ll just play with you. Maybe I’llbemean.”
He bucked hiships. “Okay.”
“God, you like that, don’t you.” She wiggled down his body until her mouth was right over his thick crown, shiny withpre-come.
“I like everything you dotome.”
“You are so deliciously dirty,” she said, her heart close to bursting as she licked the evidence of just how much helikedit.
He groaned again, pushing his cock into her mouth, and she swallowed him in, hungry for his taste and scent. Eager to give him pleasure. They’d only had phone sex for a month, and she was desperate for this physical connection again. As she bobbed her head up and down, fucking him with her mouth, she kicked off her sandals and wriggled out of her ownjeans.
She wouldn’t touch herself. No, she’d make herself wait until after she’d given him his first orgasm, and then he could lick her or finger herorboth…
With a moan, she re-doubled her efforts and suckedharder.
“Oh, angel, I’m gonna come if you keep that up,” he panted, his entire body straining beneath her. She squeezed the inside of his thigh, urging him to losecontrol.
When he did, thrusting deep into her throat and coming hard in long, hot spurts, she swallowedeverydrop.
“Where are the keys to the cuffs?” she whispered once she’d licked him clean and rolled onto her back. She wanted him to have his hands back. She wanted to feel his touch again, everywhere and withoutrestraint.
He huffed a satisfied but exhausted breath, then swung his wrists into the air above them. With a press of a finger, one hand was free. He dangled the cuffs over her torso. “Quick-release.”
She laughed and wiggled closer. “Seriously? You wouldn’t trust me with regularcuffs?”
