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“Goddamn, I knew you weren’t wearing a bra under this.

” Quinn dipped his head and took a hardened pink nipple into his mouth.

He pressed against her hips and knew she could feel his erection against her stomach.

All that teasing in the car had made him solid as a rock.

“You can’t do that anymore...not in public, baby.

Gotta have more than a thin layer of cotton between these beautiful tits and the rest of the world. ”

“You think so?” Rae wrapped one long leg around him, urging him closer.

Quinn hummed, tongue circling one nipple while his hand teased the other. He channeled his inner caveman and practically grunted, “Mine now. I don’t share what’s mine.”

“Possessive, are we?”

“You have no idea,” he breathed heavily. Wrapping his left arm under her ass, he lifted her up and she easily circled her legs around his waist so he could move her further into the house.

In her living room, there was a large sliding glass door that led to the wrap-around porch-balcony overlooking the lake. Her neighborhood was secluded, with plenty of distance, trees, and privacy fences between houses. He slid the door open and stepped onto the covered balcony .

“You’re contradicting yourself, Case,” Rae teased. “I’m far more exposed now,” she moaned the last word, arching her back as Quinn’s teeth met the side of her breast.

“I’ll make an exception to the rule,” said Quinn, “if there’s no doubt you belong to me, I’ll allow it.” He sat down on a cushioned chaise lounge, bringing Rae on top of him. “And if there’s no doubt I belong to you , then I can be exposed, too.”

Rae kissed him hard, tongue sweeping into his mouth, flicking against and tasting his.

She pulled back and looked in his eyes. “There should never be a doubt that I belong to you.” Her hands shoved into his hair, forcing him to kiss her back with the same ferocity.

He wanted to breathe her in, consume her, never let her go.

Rae’s mouth moved along his jaw as she whispered, “I’m your girl, Quinn. ”

And he was hers. God, he’d always been hers.

“Ride me,” Quinn demanded hoarsely. “I want you to ride me like you did this morning. Use me. I’m yours, baby, I’m all yours.”

Her wicked grin sent a shock down to his cock and she began undressing him.

She pushed his jacket off his shoulders to the floor and unbuttoned his shirt.

With his shirt undone, she spread it open, splaying her hands over his chest, and he groaned at the hungry look in her eyes as she dragged her fingernails down, down, down his abs to his belt.

He worked his pants and boxers off as she finished unzipping her dress and letting it fall, exposing all of her.

Taking his cock in her hand, she stroked him gently and he watched with a heavy-lidded stare.

Rae was watching her own hand move up and down his shaft, whimpering, biting her lip as though she were enjoying it just as much.

Her eyes slowly looked up from beneath her eyelashes, meeting his greedy stare.

She looked so hungry for him, needy. He braced himself, taking in a sharp breath before she lowered her mouth to his cock.

Her tongue licked the length of it, from base to tip, before her lips wrapped around and she took him inside.

“Oh...oh God ,” Quinn groaned, eyelids threatening to close, but he fought it. He didn’t want to miss a second of this. She groaned as his tip came in contact with the back of her throat and it rumbled through him, making him begin a slow thrust.

Quinn grasped a handful of her hair as she took him deep again touching the back of her mouth into her throat, and back up to lick around the tip before taking him fully again. Groaning, muscles in his stomach and thighs flexing, his breath became louder, more ragged.

“Fuck, baby that mouth feels so good.” He leaned back, chest heaving slowly as he tried to keep control. “Dammit, Rae, what are you trying to do to me? Fuck…”

Just when he thought he was going to lose control, Rae sat up, still holding the base of his throbbing cock in her hand. He was aching so badly for release but needed to see her let loose on top of him, go wild and take what she needed from him first.

Quinn reached for his pants on the floor and hastily pulled a condom out of the pocket.

Preparing to open it and roll it on himself, Rae snatched it out of his hands and slowly tore the package open with her teeth, keeping intense, heated eye contact with him.

He watched as she slowly rolled it down his length, then leaned over him, kissing between his jaw and his ear.

“You taste so good, Quinn,” she whispered, pressing another kiss to his now sweaty skin. He groaned at her words, and outright growled as she slid herself down onto him.

“You can taste me any time,” he groaned, grasping her hips and helping her move up and down on his dick. “I fucking promise there’s never a wrong time to have your mouth on me.”

She grinned playfully. “What if you’re up to bat and I want to taste you then?”

“I’ll fake an injury...the team can manage without me.”

Her mouth came over his again, her body moved with his, their skin sliding against each other, so in tune, such a perfect fit, and he was already close. He watched as her pace quickened, her eyes closed, head lulled back, mouth open with silent pleas and cries of pleasure.

“Yes, baby...fuck,” Quinn gritted out, thrusting up and into her. “Use this cock, baby...take what you need from me.” He slid his hands into her hair and guided her to him, needing her mouth, her lips. He wanted to feel her cries and moans vibrate into him, take them as his own.

“Oh God,” she moaned. He took her bottom lip between his teeth and felt instantly when she got there. Rae gasped and rode him harder, riding out the pleasure, letting her pussy squeeze tight around him, daring him to stay together.

Quinn gripped her hips tight, turning needy and selfish as he finally took his release from her.

Fewer than ten strokes into her wet, squeezing sex and he was shaking, sputtering out a guttural groan of sounds and curses and praises to some deity.

Rae collapsed on top of him, her hot breath blowing against his neck, and he wrapped both arms around her, wanting to hold her like this all night.

Chest-to-chest, her lips on his neck, sleepy and satisfied.

Fingers tangling into her hair, Quinn closed his eyes and let his breathing come down.

Things were so perfect. Everything was perfect.

Was it too soon for the types of feelings welling up inside him?

They’d been there to some degree for ages, but having her, holding her.

..they were so much more concrete. Clear and startling and true.

I love her.

I am absolutely, irrefutably hers, and I love her.