He moans, his thrusts turning sloppy as his forehead hits my chest.
Hot ropes of release follow with a heady, raw growl.
When we’ve both caught our breath, Quin slides a drawer open and grabs out a washcloth. He runs the water until it’s warm. Wetting the rag, he cleans me up with careful, loving strokes of the material. Everything is so sensitive. I shake, holding onto his shoulders as he works.
It’s the most intimate, thoughtful gesture I’ve ever experienced.
“You don’t have to...” I tug my bottom lip through my teeth.
“Baby, I made a mess of you. The least I can do is clean you up.”
I can’t help the smile of adoration that blooms.
Scooping me up, he pads for the bed. We crawl between the sheets, and I’m snuggled up against him with my back to his chest before he pulls the blanket over us.
I yawn, and a kiss presses to my temple.
“Just a nap,” I mutter, my eyes falling shut.
“Just a few minutes, and we can...” He softens against my back, his breathing shallowing out as I fall deeper into that warm, dark, cozy place.
Chapter
Twenty-Four
QUINTON
Iwake up in the wee hours wrapped around Celeste. It’s still dark outside.
Good.
A few hours before Maise gets up. A few hours to devour this beautiful woman and have her screaming my name.
Well, maybe not screaming—unless we want to be disturbed...
I slide my arm from her body. She murmurs but doesn’t wake.
Shuffling my way backward under the sheets, I plant myself between her thighs. Andfuck. Even though I thoroughly destroyed her pussy last night, I am suddenly desperate for it again.
Palming her thighs, I dot kisses around her pretty little clit.
She wriggles, a little moan drifting under the blanket as she starts to look for me. “Quinnie?”
“Yeah, baby.”
She moans, her thighs falling open wider.
Hell.
Said it once, I’ll say it again. This woman isfucking perfect.
“Good morning.” I run my tongue through her center.
Her head tilts back on the pillow, hands hunting over the sheet for something to hold. I slide my hands under hers, and she grips tight instantly.
“God, you feel so good,” she rasps.
I suckle her clit before lapping at it with my tongue. Her hips roll, chasing the friction my mouth gives.
