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QUINN

I f Quinn was a better man, he’d have stormed out of the front door after he’d ended their kiss.

Instead, he’d given in to the desire they’d been dancing around for months.

As he watched, her eyes widened and color suffused her chest, spreading up her neck to her cheeks.

He wondered if she was having second thoughts.

“No, not at all.”

Quinn wasn’t sure if he was happy or not about her answer.

He couldn’t remember the last time his cock was this hard.

She was perfection, everything he craved.

Patience had curves in all the right places, and her breasts.

Fuck. More than a handful, and her taut rose-colored nipples just begged for his mouth.

“If you change your mind at any point, tell me to stop. Understand?” His voice came out gruffer than he’d intended, but it was taking everything he had not to fall on her and shove his cock between her milky thighs.

Patience nodded.

“Words, little doc. I need to hear you.”

“Yes, I understand.”

Letting out the breath he hadn’t realized he’d been holding; he leaned over to pull his wallet out of his jeans and grabbed a silver packet tucked inside.

After a glance at her, he tossed it on the coffee table, so he’d be able to reach it easily when he was ready. First, he needed to make sure she was.

If this was going to be the only time he had with Patience, he’d ensure she saw fireworks. As Quinn met her determined gaze, he reminded himself she was an innocent. Not a sub or a working girl—the only women he’d ever fucked. He’d need to be gentle, or as gentle as possible for him.

Quinn dropped to his knees in front of Patience. “Lean back and spread your legs for me, beautiful.”

She wiggled backward until she hit the back of the couch. Her eyes tracked his movements, her tongue slid across her bottom lip, leaving a trail of saliva he couldn’t resist.

Quinn leaned forward, his hand circled her neck, as he balanced on the other.

His tongue traced along the same path, licking up the dampness she’d left behind.

Her pulse raced under his hand as her exhaled breaths teased over the skin of his wrist. Unable to resist a moment longer, he sucked her bottom lip between his, then nipped it with his teeth.

Her pupils dilated, and she made a cute, frustrated moan. “Please Quinn, don’t tease me…”

“Little doc, this isn’t teasing, but I’ll be happy to demonstrate how it would feel.

” His balls tightened at the thought of edging her for hours.

It had been a long time, too long, since he’d fucked anyone.

He was probably going to embarrass himself by coming as soon as he got into her tight little cunt.

“Oh, hell no. This is already torture,” she whined.

He sat back on his heels, then slid his hands over her calves and up her thighs.

Her skin felt like silk against his war-roughened palms, reminding him again how he needed to go easy on her.

As he spread her wide, her pink pussy lips glistened with arousal.

She smelled like sex and peaches, and his mouth watered with his need to taste her.

“What are you?—”

“Eyes on me, little doc.” His words cut her off.

He wanted her to watch him as he ate her out.

Needed to see her reactions, even though it never mattered to him before.

Quinn had no trouble giving women mind-blowing orgasms—never had a single complaint.

But the need to ensure he rocked Patience’s world stoked a desire he hadn’t known existed.

Not that he wanted to analyze that thought.

As her chocolate-brown gaze met his, he lowered his mouth and rubbed his nose between her soft thighs and inhaled her tantalizing scent. Holding back his moan, he licked along her slit and up to her clit.

“Oh fuck,” Patience whined.

Satisfaction warmed his chest as her eyes stayed on him as he’d demanded. Going back to his meal, he licked, sucked, and nipped at her labia before sliding his tongue into her hot pussy. Even with just his tongue, he could tell she was tight. Holy fuck.

“Quinn,” she said breathlessly.

“Do you need me to stop?”

“Fuck no. Don’t you dare.”

This time, he chuckled before quickly sobering. Patience needed to be readied for his cock. He had no desire to tear her apart. As he dragged a finger through her juices, her gaze dropped to between her legs.

Color bloomed on her cheeks and her breath hitched as he slid his thick finger into her tight hole.

Fuck. Easing inside, he rubbed her channel as her muscles clenched so tightly they practically cut off his circulation.

She was going to choke his cock for sure.

Adding a second finger, he continued his careful exploration of her core.

Rubbing and stretching his fingers to open her up enough for him, while watching her face for signs of pain.

What was happening to him? This isn’t how he fucked, but she wasn’t like any other woman he’d ever been with, any women he’d used for their mutual pleasure and left without a second thought.

Except no matter how much Patience tried to deny it, she was innocence personified.

It’s why being with her is a horrible idea, but there was no turning back now.

The only way he’d stop is if she told him to.

As he pumped his finger in and out of her tight core, he sucked her clit into his mouth and teased it with his tongue.

He pressed her hips against the couch with his free arm as her hips bucked against him.

Then he slid a second finger into her, spreading them inside, stretching her.

Her groan made him nip at her clit, as he bent his fingers forward to rub against her G-spot.

Her walls fluttered against him and his muscles tightened, strangling his fingers.

A gush of liquid covered his hand as she screamed.

“Fuck. Oh God, Quinn.”

Her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed dark rose, and she gasped for breath. “That was?—”

He continued to rub his fingers inside her, prolonging her release until her spasms finally ceased and her body went limp against the sofa. Quinn withdrew his fingers, and seeing them coated in her release, he licked his lips.

“See how hard you came for me? Such a good girl.”

Her gaze darted to his and as she watched, he licked them clean, moaning at her sweet flavor.

“Delicious.” Quinn smirked. “Are you ready to be fucked now, little doc?”

She panted and nodded her head, as the most beautiful smile he’d ever seen adorned her face.

His heart stuttered in his chest. Nope, he wasn’t going there.

It was just a fuck, that’s all it could be.

He’d walk away after this and never look back, just like always.

But it wasn’t like always, was it? His thoughts mocked him.

“Words, beautiful. I need to hear your consent.”

He reached for the condom where he’d tossed it, and ripped open the packet with his teeth, then rolled it over his cock, while she watched, transfixed. Had she never seen someone wrap their dick before? “Still waiting for those words.”

“Yes. Yes. Yes.”

Before the last yes faded from his hearing, he aligned his cock with her opening and thrust in until his balls rested against her ass.

Fuck. Tight. So fucking tight. Even loosening her with his fingers hadn’t opened her enough to take his girth easily.

She was strangling his dick, and it felt so good.

He glanced up from admiring how his cock stretched her tight pussy as a lone tear rolled down her cheek.