Chapter 38

CHAPTER38

“Why are you trying to distract me?” Bailey couldn’t help but wonder even as she had to admit that it was working.

“Is that what I’m doing?” Quinn murmured, sounding thoughtful while he kept doing that thing with his mouth against her neck that she really liked as she felt his hand slide between her legs.

“Kind of?” Bailey said as she struggled to remember what they were talking about, but at the moment, decided that perhaps this line of questioning could wait until later, much later, so that she could focus on that thing that he was doing with his fingertip.

“Kind of?” Quinn repeated, chuckling softly against her skin as his very talented fingertip found her clit and-

Decided that she was more than happy with how things were going when he abandoned her neck and wrapped his lips around her nipple. Her fingers threaded through his hair as her legs spread apart so that he could trace a path from her clit to her core. For several minutes, Quinn focused on her breast, licking and sucking on her nipple as he continued teasing her, lightly brushing his fingertip over her clit before running his fingertip back down to where she needed him most.

With one last flick of his tongue over her nipple, Quinn slowly kissed his way up to her neck as he continued teasing her with his fingertip. He kissed a path up her neck, pressed a kiss against her chin, and when his lips found hers, he-

“Oh, God…” Bailey moaned, her back arched off the bed when Quinn slid a thick finger inside her.

He took his time kissing her, brushing his lips against hers as he slowly worked his finger inside her, moving it with unhurried thrusts that left her moaning. It had been a long time since a man touched her, but God, she couldn’t remember it ever being this good. She loved the way that he touched her, the way that he took his time kissing her, and-

“What do you want, Bailey?” Quinn asked, breaking off the kiss so that he could watch her as he moved his hand between her legs.

“I want you to keep touching me,” Bailey said, reaching up to cup his handsome face in her hands and pulled him back in for a kiss, only to groan in frustration when he pulled his hand away.

Before she could complain, she felt him shift on the bed seconds before he settled between her legs and tore a moan from her when the move caused that large erection to brush against her slit. Deepening the kiss, Quinn settled more comfortably between her legs, causing the underside of his cock to rest firmly against her slit.

It felt so good, Bailey thought, only to amend that thought to it felt amazing seconds later when he began moving. She loved the way that he moaned against her lips, the way that it felt with every slow roll of his hips, the way that his cock moved against her, brushing against her clit with every move, but it wasn’t enough.

Bailey ran her hands down his back and slid her hands beneath the back of his pants while he moved against her. As he took his time driving her crazy, she felt him reach into his pocket. A moment later, he was breaking off the kiss and turning his head so that he could rip a condom packet open with his teeth before his mouth once again found hers as she felt him reach between their bodies and roll the condom on the thick cock teasing her. Wondering where he got the condom, she moved to break off the kiss, only to feel her lips twitch when he answered the unspoken question. “It’s been collecting dust at the bottom of my bag for the last two years.”

“That’s a long time,” Bailey murmured, feeling her lips twitch.

“You have no fucking idea,” Quinn said as he pulled his hand away and rolled his hips back as he shifted lower and-

Tore a gasp from her when she felt the large tip of his cock press against her seconds before he was pushing inside her. He felt incredible, Bailey thought on a moan as he slowly slid inside her, giving her a chance to get used to his size and-

“This isn’t fucking happening,” Quinn bit out as he dropped his head against the pillow as she lay there, slowly exhaling as she did her best to ignore just how much better he suddenly felt.

Having a pretty good idea why, Bailey asked, “Condom broke?”

“Yes,” Quinn bit out, only to sigh when he reluctantly pulled away while she lay there wondering if it was possible to die of frustration.

She was afraid that she was about to find out.