Page 90 of Quinton's Quest

He pressed against my chest. I manscped, so my chest was free of hair. His fingers left tingles in my skin as his hand skittered lower still.

I grasped his hand before he could snag my cock. “Not yet. I don’t want to come until you’re inside me.”

His grin was quick and wicked. “So make room for me.”

As he retrieved the lube and a condom, I opened my thighs for him. The supplies had come out of the filing cabinet last night when I got home from dropping the kids off. Optimism. That Quinton would make an appearance before next weekend.

A gamble worth taking.

He rolled the condom onto his length. “One day…maybe…” He gestured between the two of us.

I cocked my head. “Bareback?”

He nodded.

“That would mean exclusivity.”

“For both of us.” He held my gaze. “I’m game if you are.” He uncapped the lube and poured some on his fingers. “I’ve been tested recently and only been with you. I’m happy to get tested again. But it’s a big step—”

“You didn’t ask me about being tested.”

He grinned. “You said you’ve only been with two men and one’s me.”

I rolled my eyes. “Well, yeah.”

“Now, I can’t be certain, but I suspect you had a physical before coming to work at the hospital.”

“I did.” I nodded. “Yes, everything came back negative.”

“So I get tested this week and we have the discussion later. For now—” He knelt between my thighs and circled his fingers around my hole.

I grasped my cock and balls and shifted them out of the way.

Quinton held my gaze as he sank one finger into me.

Holding that intense stare proved challenging. I wasn’t a virgin at this—obviously—but I still felt an odd stirring within me. Not pain. Not pleasure. Just a sense this was the first time I was doing thiswith him. That…What? Feels right? Feels wrong? Confuses me?I struggled with the right words. When I couldn’t find them, I simply nodded.

He added a second finger.

I adjusted to the foreign sensation within me.

He scissored his fingers as he tried to open me up. Then he twisted his wrist and brushed my prostate.

Oh yeah. I remember now. Why this can feel good.A drop of precum leaked from my cock.

He lapped it up. “Yum.”

Despite myself, I smiled. “You do love the taste of my cum.”

“Favorite flavor in the world. I can never get enough of it.” He winked. Then he tapped my prostate again.

Pleasure surged through me. I’d forgotten. Somehow, I’d forgotten. “Need you, Quinton. Now, rather than later.” I wasn’t even embarrassed at the pleading tone in my voice. I knew I needed him in a way that had nothing to do with physical release. Because I was sort of falling for the guy. This wasn’t like it had been with Gideon—the gradual realization dawning on two teenagers that their best friend was also their soulmate. Nope. Quinton Li barged his way into my life and took no prisoners. He expected complete capitulation.

Once he’d forgiven me for being a jackass, of course.

He withdrew his fingers, slathered lube on his cock, then positioned himself at my entrance.

I shifted my thighs farther apart.