He was everything I wantedand more, and I couldn’t wait to get to the point where we were like Milesand Gray. A little bit off-putting to people who weren’t madly in love likethey were.
I could be madly in lovewith Quinn. It wasn’t hard to imagine at all.
I was most of the way therealready.
“I think I could do that foryou,” Quinn said, climbing down off me and grabbing my hand. “Which way to thebedroom?”
Grinning, I tugged him overto it, pulling him into a searing kiss as we stumbled through the door.
His hands were already in myjeans by the time we broke off, my jacket hitting the floor with a thud.
“Your room is soneat,” Quinn said. “Kickyour boots off.”
“Yes, sir,” I laughed, heartsoaring at how perfect he was, how muchfunwe had together.It wasn’tjust about sex, but the sex had been wonderful so far. Considerate andsatisfying, and Quinn was practically fearless in the face of new things.
I kicked my boots and jeansoff in one go, standing in my t-shirt and boxer-briefs as Quinn looked me upand down, pretty pink tongue darting out to wet his lips.
“Take your shirt off,” hesaid.
I snorted. “Giving outorders?”
Quinn shrugged. “You’re the onewho wanted me to top,” he said. “I’m just trying to do what you asked.”
A handful of days ago, hewould have sounded unsure. Now he soundedsmug.
My cock twitched at the tinysmirk turning up the corner of his lips. Oh yes. Quinn could be dangerous if heever knew how badly I wanted him.
I planned on doingeverything I could to help him figure it out as soon as possible.
Without another word, Ipulled my t-shirt off over my head, tossing it aside.
“We’re making a mess inhere,” Quinn said, his eyes sparkling as he looked me up and down. The momenthis gaze dropped to my crotch, my cock twitched again.
I loved him looking at me.Especially when he was looking at me like he wanted to lick me from head totoe.
“I’ll live with it.” Ishrugged. Neatness was a habit for me, but I knew Quinn wasn’t a tucked-cornerskind of man by nature.
That was fine. We’d balance eachother out.
Or we’d drive eachother mad but have fantastic make-up sex after. I could get behind eitheroption.
But I thought I’d be patientwith Quinn.
For the first time since I’d left the armywith a medical discharge and nothing to do with my life, I felt at peace. He’dgiven me that.
He’d given me so much morethan he realized.
“Those are mine,” Quinn saidas I toyed with the waistband of my underwear. “I say when they come off.”
He closed the gap between uswith one step, reaching out and hooking the tip of a finger into the elastic. Ibit my lip, glancing down to meet his eyes, and then further to watch his handas he slipped it into my underwear, curling his fingers around my half-hardcock and giving it a good tug.
Possessive. Bordering onrough.
I could get used to this.
“I should let you know aheadof time,” I said, voice trembling just a little at the thought of Quinn takingcharge. Tiny, adorable Quinn, who was shy and sweet and had been practicallyvirginal when we met. “I really don’t need you to be gentle with me.”
“Good,” Quinn smirked,jerking my underwear down so it pooled around my ankles.
