“Oh God, oh God oh God oh God,” she moaned through my continued torment. “Quinn. Quinn …”
I shoved my boxers just low enough to free myself. One hand gripping her thigh, my other wrapped around my painfully hard cock, I guided myself to her entrance. My eyes practically rolled back in my head at Taran’s wet, clasping snugness.
At the way her body bowed into my intrusion and the way she writhed beneath me as I bit out possessively, “Is this your first time without a condom?”
She nodded, gasping out a yes.
Gratified to the point of wanting to take her as deep as I possibly could, to imprint myself on this woman forever, I grabbed Taran’s other thigh, spread her, and thrust through the tight muscles, feeling the delicious drag zip up my spine. “Take off the bra,” I grunted, wanting to see every inch of her.
Taran moaned as she sat up, causing me to bottom out. “Fuck!” She momentarily fell back again.
I gritted my teeth against the need to pump in and out of her. “Bra,” I reminded her.
“Bra, bra,” she muttered harshly, quickly taking it off and throwing it over the side of the bed. “Happy now?”
Her tits jiggled as she flopped down, her pink-brown nipples tight, sexy little buds. “Oh, aye.” I pulled almost all the way out and drove back into her. My eyes moved from the pleasure etched on her face to her lips parted on gasps, to her breaststrembling with my every thrust. I pressed her thigh toward her and leaned over, penetrating deeper as I rocked into her.
Taran’s cries filled my ears as her inner muscles quickened around me.
“Is that good?” I growled, forcing myself to fuck her slowly but hard.
“Yes!” Her arms flopped above her head, her expression screwed up with the intensity of her pleasure. “Quinn!”
Her cries filled my ears as she shattered around me, her climax tight-fisted tugs of her pussy muscles that squeezed my dick with such intense pleasure, bright lights sparked behind my eyes.
I fell over her, my head bowed between her neck and shoulder as I released inside of her. After I had a semblance of control left, possessiveness made me watch as I pulled out. Seeing my cum drip out of her pussy was like a shot of adrenaline to my heart.
“One day we’ll make a baby like this,” I murmured. I met her tender, satisfied gaze as I smoothed a hand over her flat stomach. “One day you’ll have my baby in here.”
Taran bit her lip and nodded, face alight with utter happiness.
“I love you so much.” I came down over her again, kissing her deeply, needfully.
Taran wrapped her entire body around me, as if trying to meld with me as we kissed and kissed until our mouths were swollen. When we finally broke for air, she stroked her hands down my cheeks, through my beard. “There are no words for how much I love you, Quinn McQuarrie.”
Feeling … too much … I buried my face in her throat and tried to calm my racing heart, luxuriating in the feel of her curves against my body, the scent of her on my skin, and the flutter of her pulse at my lips.
I was never going to let this woman go. Not ever again.
47.Taran
“It’s looking really good.” Tierney peered out of the window of Pages & Perks. She strode back to our wee gathering, throwing me a smile. “When will the store open?”
“Soon.” I took a sip of coffee as she settled into her seat opposite me, London and Cammie on either side of her. “The kitchen fitters hit a pipe during installation, so Quinn needs to fix that. Then I can get in there and start moving inventory.”
Cammie leaned in, her eyes moving above our heads as if checking to make sure our wee book club didn’t include any non-member earholes. Satisfied, she whispered excitedly, “Any more talk of kids?”
I groaned, slumping in my seat. I knew it was a mistake to share that conversation with Quinn’s sister. The night at the hotel had been several weeks ago, and since then Quinn and I had talked more about kids. We still wanted to have time to ourselves, so I’d made an appointment with Dr. Stornoway to get a better estimate on when that situation would become time critical.
“I’m very good at reading body language, and I think that was a nonverbalmind your own business.” London waggled her eyebrows comically at Cammie.
Cammie smirked. “I read that too. Fine. But I better be the first to know if I’m going to be an aunt again.”
“Let us just enjoy being back together for now.”
“I have news,” Tierney squeaked.
All our heads jerked toward her.
