Chapter 40

CHAPTER40

Emerald Bay, Florida

“Ithink,” and this is where Bailey paused so that she could release a shuddering breath against the pillow that she currently had her face buried against, “that we should take this as a sign that you were only meant to worship me from afar.”

That was followed by the woman who was driving him fucking crazy nodding her head against her pillow, grumbling, and after another sniffle that had his lips twitching, a heartfelt sigh while Quinn stood there, trying to wrap his fucking mind around everything and-

“If you need a moment to cry, I’ll understand,” came the mumbled words that had Quinn glaring at the small woman blindly reaching back to grab hold of the comforter and pull it over her incredible body. “No need to make this any harder than it already is on you.”

“You really are evil,” Quinn said with a heavy sigh as he stepped away from the bed and checked the windows, making sure that they were locked before glancing at the closed bedroom door as he made his way back to the bed and dropped down near the small woman who was driving him crazy.

“And irresistible,” Bailey pointed out as Quinn pulled the comforter over him, only to wince when the soft material brushed against his cock and once again found himself wondering how much fucking more he could take.

He’d been inside her three times in the past twenty-four hours, each time so much fucking better than the last, and every fucking time, he’d nearly lost his fucking mind when he had to force himself to pull out of her. She’d felt so fucking good wrapped around his cock, but it was so much more than that.

She felt like home.

“If you need a moment to fight back the tears, I’d understand,” Bailey mumbled as she shifted beneath the covers, turned onto her side, wiggled, grumbled, and-

Groaned when he felt her warm, soft lips wrap around the tip of his cock.

“I thought the plan was for me to worship you from afar,” Quinn said, licking his lips hungrily as she slowly slid her mouth down his cock as he pushed the comforter out of the way so that he could watch the woman that was driving him out of his fucking mind.

“It was,” Bailey said as she let his cock slip from his mouth so that she could begin a whole new line of torture by kissing a path along the underside of his cock, “but then I decided to take pity on you.”

“That was very generous of you,” Quinn drawled as he raised himself up so that he could watch the cruel woman as she teased his cock.

“I know,” Bailey murmured, nodding solemnly as she pressed a kiss against the spot right below the tip and-

Oh, fuck…

Licked a path down his cock, tearing a groan from him as Quinn dropped back against the bed. The groan barely had a chance to leave his mouth before he was reaching for her. He grabbed hold of her hips and picked her up, careful not to disturb her as she alternated between licking and kissing his cock and shifted her on the bed until her knees were resting on either side of his head, giving him the perfect view of the prettiest pussy that he’d ever seen.

Caressing her hips, Quinn leaned up and pressed a kiss against her soft slit, earning a moan, so he did it again, taking his time kissing a path along her slit before he followed that up by tracing her slit with his tongue and groaned loudly. She tasted so fucking sweet, Quinn thought, unable to help himself as he licked her slit again before he slid his tongue between her plump, soft lips and found her clit.

He took his time, licking her clit, loving the way that Bailey moaned as she wrapped her lips around his cock again and slowly took him back in her mouth. While she moaned around his cock, Quinn ran the tip of his tongue from her clit to her core and slid his tongue inside her. She moaned around his cock as he slowly fucked her with his tongue, sliding it deep inside her and wishing like hell that it was his cock.

But that wasn’t an option.

At least not right now.

He’d promised his grandmother that he’d never take any chances, and up until now, he’d never been fucking tempted to break that promise. But god, did he want to know what it felt like as her silky walls gripped his cock and squeezed him dry. He wanted to feel her grow wet around him, wanted to fuck her and lose control, he wanted-

Christ, he wanted her.

“Quinn,” came the whimpered moan as Bailey released him from her mouth and pressed her forehead against his hip as she squirmed over him, her pussy pushing down against his mouth as Quinn slid his tongue inside her.

He ignored the way that his cock ached, desperate for her touch, and kept licking her, alternating between fucking her with his tongue and licking her clit as he reached between them and found her breast, gently squeezing it in his hand as his thumb found her nipple and-

Thought he was going to lose his fucking mind when she climbed off him. Before he could reach for her, Bailey was turning around and climbing onto his lap and tearing a groan from him when her mouth found his as her pussy spread open over his cock. When he felt her small hand wrap around his cock as she rubbed her pussy against him, Quinn thought he’d died and gone to heaven.

So…fucking…good…

His hands found her breasts as she teased his cock and rubbed her wet pussy over him, her clit rubbing against him as she moved. Every roll of her hips dragged her pussy higher, her strokes became desperate until she pulled her hand away so that she could fist the sheets in her hands as she moved over him faster, rubbing her pussy along the underside of his cock until her clit was teasing the tip and-

“Quinn,” Bailey whimpered against his mouth as the next roll of her hips caused the tip to press against her core and-

Groaned as she pushed back against him, slowly taking him inside her.

“I don’t want to stop,” Bailey whispered against his lips as Quinn lay there, struggling to find the words to put a stop to this, knowing just how fucking badly this would end and-

“Then, don’t,” Quinn said, only to groan when Bailey pushed back and slowly took his cock inside her.