Page 13 of Stolen Hearts (WaterColor Romance #7)
Quinn couldn’t keep her eyes off Autumn as she sat back down beside her on the couch.
Autumn helped Quinn slip out of her suit jacket, then the shirt underneath.
She looked with satisfaction at Quinn’s breasts and leaned forward.
Autumn’s lips fastened around one of Quinn’s nipples and she sucked, her jaw working against Quinn’s breast. The sensation was the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain. Quinn growled at the contact.
She took in the sight of Autumn. Her usually perfectly styled blonde hair was mussed.
Her blue eyes met Quinn’s and there was a clear hunger behind them.
Autumn really had been waiting for this moment.
Quinn bracketed Autumn’s hips with her hands and gave her the slightest push back.
Quinn rose and offered Autumn her hand. Autumn grinned but took her hand and stood.
She allowed Quinn to direct her to the bedroom.
If they were going to do this tonight, Quinn wanted it to feel special. She wanted it to feel romantic.
Quinn held in her breath as she watched Autumn take in her room.
There was something surprisingly unnerving about showing Autumn around her place.
She hoped that it measured up to an interior designer’s standards for decorating.
Autumn seemed duly impressed and turned back to her.
Quinn was already taking off her shoes and pants.
Autumn sat down on the bed leaning back against her elbows.
Watching. Quinn wasn’t sure that she’d ever been observed while getting undressed.
Meanwhile, Autumn was leaning back on her bed in nothing but a black thong.
Quinn kicked her clothing slightly to the side.
She slid her hands under Autumn’s thighs and grabbed her hips, pulling the woman towards her.
Autumn gave a tiny yelp of surprise at the motion, but Quinn only offered her a grin.
She shouldered each of Autumn’s legs and began kissing the soft skin of her inner thigh.
Quinn wasn’t prepared for the moment when Autumn fully surrendered to her touch.
Autumn lay all the way back on the bed and made the sweetest little moans and gasps.
Quinn worked her way down to Autumn’s core.
She found that the woman was already gloriously wet, ready for her.
Quinn’s tongue swiped up the center, stopping when she knew she was against Autumn’s clit.
Autumn’s head pressed harder into the bed.
Quinn toyed with her, giving only the lightest of licks to her clit.
Autumn’s back arched and she gave another moan.
“Quinn. Please.”
Quinn slid two fingers inside Autumn, ginning at her from between her thighs.
“Damn it,” Autumn moaned.
Quinn held Autumn in place with one hand still clutching her hip.
With the other she pushed her two fingers inside farther.
Autumn bucked her hips, but Quinn forced her back down with an elbow.
She quickened her pace, curling her fingers at the end of each thrust. She watched Autumn for a long moment.
Quinn enjoyed watching Autumn come undone, and she especially enjoyed knowing she was to blame.
Quinn met Autumn’s blue eyes and shot her one more sly smile before dipping her head between Autumn’s legs.
Her fingers continued their relentless pace as she placed her tongue against Autumn’s clit.
Autumn’s entire body jolted at the contact.
Quinn kept her pace with her fingers and increased the pressure of her tongue against Autumn’s clit.
Autumn’s pleasure erupted in a loud moan.
Quinn was moderately worried that even with the music they might be heard downstairs.
One look at Autumn erased her worries. Autumn had a faint sweat forming at her temples and she lay on the bed with a serene smile on her face.
If that wasn’t the sign of a job well done, she wasn’t sure what was.
Autumn’s breathing evened out and she looked over at Quinn.
The smile on her face remained. She reached her arms out and Quinn climbed on top of the bed.
Autumn sat up supporting herself with an elbow.
The other hand rose in the air as she beckoned Quinn closer using one finger. A shiver ran down Quinn’s spine.
“I think it’s your turn,” Autumn whispered.
She rose to her knees and gave Quinn the slightest push backward.
Quinn let herself lay back. Autumn straddled her hips and leaned down kissing her way down Quinn’s neck and collarbone.
She stopped when she reached Quinn’s nipples.
Her mouth covered one nipple while her fingers played with the other. Quinn arched her back sighing deeply.
Autumn’s hand travelled down Quinn’s torso to the place between her thighs. Autumn’s hand rubbed over Quinn’s core, and it took everything inside of her not to groan with the pleasure of it.
“You’re already so wet,” Autumn smiled.
“I’ve been waiting for this moment,” Quinn managed to pant.
“Then I guess I better live up to expectations,” Autumn teased.
Quinn was quite sure there was no possibility of Autumn not living up to expectations, especially where sex was concerned.
Autumn grabbed a pillow and slid it under Quinn’s back.
Her fingers traced their way down Quinn’s torso finally stopping at her clit.
Autumn’s fingers traced the area of Quinn’s clit.
Quinn felt her pleasure building at an alarming rate.
Autumn teased Quinn’s opening, tracing all around, her fingers entering but never going deep.
Quinn thrust her hips in frustration, craving the deeper contact.
“Someone’s antsy,” Autumn gave a low raspy laugh.
“I need you inside me,” Quinn pleaded.
“Since you’re being such a good girl,” Autumn laughed again.
She slid two fingers inside, and the sensation was delicious.
The pillow gave her pelvis just enough tilt to allow Autumn better access.
Autumn hit the right spot almost immediately, and Quinn’s hips rose to meet her fingers.
Autumn placed her other hand on Quinn’s stomach pressing down as her fingers surged deeper inside her.
Quinn was sure that her brain and body were about to explode.
Autumn’s fingers curved at the end of her thrust and Quinn knew she wouldn’t last much longer.
Autumn’s hand remained steady on Quinn’s stomach even as she rolled her hips.
There was no escaping the delicious sensations, Autumn was ensuring she felt every drop of pleasure.
Autumn sped her pace, her fingers going deeper and curling, until Quinn’s body released.
Quinn had never felt herself come so completely undone before.
She cried out so loudly that she surprised even herself.
Autumn didn’t seem taken aback. Instead, Autumn continued the motion of her fingers, though somewhat more gently.
The aftershocks were some of the most intense Quinn had ever felt in her life.
A second orgasm tore through her body, everybit as strong as the first. Quinn’s hands bunched in the sheets around her, as she held on for dear life.
She was surprised when Autumn continued. This time pulling her hand out and using it to rub her clit in slow, soft circles.
“Fuck,” Quinn managed to whimper.
She wasn’t sure where Autumn had learned all her sexual tricks, but this encounter might actually kill her.
Quinn did her best to relax into the contact.
She felt her body heat rise as waves of pleasure crashed over her body.
Autumn kept her pace with the soft circles against her clit.
One last orgasm came over her body, much softer than the previous two.
It was still enough to drive Quinn crazy.
Her back arched and her hands continued fisting the sheets.
This time a sigh came out instead of a loud cry.
It seemed to be the reaction Autumn was waiting for.
She moved her hand up Quinn’s torso in a sensual massaging motion, somehow extending her pleasure even more.
Autumn lay beside her, hands roaming in soft but firm strokes up her torso then down her thighs. Quinn had never been more exhausted or turned on in her entire life. All she could do was lie there, allowing her body to come completely undone.
“Did I meet expectations,” Autumn teased.
“Not at all,” Quinn answered.
Autumn halted her movements meeting Quinn’s eyes. Her blue eyes promised mischief.
“You exceeded them. You exceeded expectations I didn’t know existed,” Quinn panted.
The answer seemed to please Autumn, she smiled and continued her long strokes up Quinn’s body. Quinn was sure that this was all she wanted for the rest of her life. There was no going back after this, not that Quinn would have wanted to go back.