Quinn and I head up to bed, passing by Tori on the way as she quietly pulls Lissy’s door shut.
“You both turning in?” she asks.
“Yeah, good night,” I say, pressing a kiss to her temple.
“‘Night,” Quinn adds, giving her a quick hug.
“See you tomorrow, and try keeping the noise down will you? These walls are paper thin,” she laughs.
“No promises,” I joke, leading Quinn towards our room, and once inside, we pick up right where we left off this afternoon.
It’s slow and sensual.
I take my time peeling away every layer of clothing from her body, savouring every shiver, every tremble of anticipation as I work my hands over every inch, brushing my lips just enough to break her out in goosebumps and release a breathy moan.
I spend hours, touching, tasting, teasing her until she’s writhing, on the brink of her orgasm before I withdraw, and then start all over again.
The need to be inside her tight, wet heat is almost too much to bear, and I don’t think I’ve ever been so hard. But the ache that’s almost on the verge of being painful is worth it to see her like this. Stripped down, teetering on the edge of euphoria with her pleasure in my hands… it’s a sight to behold.
I wait until she can’t take anymore, until she’s begging me to let her come, to give in. I take her slowly, making love to her like it’s the last time I ever will, it sure as hell won’t be, but I pour everything I have into it, as if to show her truly how much I love her. Adore her.
It doesn’t take much longer before she’s coming for me, her thighs squeezing around me, her walls clenching around me. I cover her mouth with mine as she cries out, shaking as she comes down from her high, only for me to coax more orgasms from her as I make tonight last as long as I possibly can.
She collapses against the mattress, her spent body lying limp beside mine. She rolls over, her head on my chest, her hand placed against the steadily slowing beat of my heart as sleep drags her under.
I graze my lips over her temple, pressing a gentle kiss there. “Merry Christmas, my love.”
Chapter 47
Quinn
The following morning, I wake wrapped in Dwight’s arms as he spoons me from behind. I slide out from beneath is grasp and take a peek out of the curtain. A fresh layer of snow covers the ground, the sun trying to break through the thick grey clouds that hang low in the sky.
By the time I’ve had a shower and got dressed, Dwight’s awake and despite only just getting dressed, he strips me of my clothes and carries me into my second shower in half an hour, and when we finally make it downstairs, Mandy is cooking breakfast, the eggs and bacon sizzling away in the pan on the stove.
“Good morning you two,” Mandy greets as we step into the kitchen.
“Morning Mom.” Dwight plants a kiss to her cheek.
“Quinn, dear, are bacon and eggs alright with you?”
“That sounds perfect, thank you.”
“Did you sleep okay?” she asks.
“Amazing,” I reply.
“Well I’m glad to seesomeoneslept well,” Tori comments behind us, covering her yawn with her hand, “with the racket you two were making last night, you’re the only ones that did.” Her gaze finds mine and she winks, her mouth curving up into a grin. “Quinn, I was thinking of taking Lissy to the mall later, do you wanna come?”
“I’d love to.”
“Great!”
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Once we’ve all eaten, Tori, Lissy and I head out and drive for about twenty minutes until we reach the mall. All through the car journey, Lissy bounces in her booster seat with excitement as she sits in the backseat of the car, singing along to the Disney songs that play through the speakers.
We drift from store to store, Lissy dragging us into every toy shop we pass. Tori buys some new clothes for her and Lissy and a box full of scented candles, something that seems to be a little of an obsession for her.
