Total pages in book: 71
Estimated words: 68594 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68594 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 343(@200wpm)___ 274(@250wpm)___ 229(@300wpm)
She looked worried, and I frowned. “What is it?”
“Um, aside from my ex, I don’t have a lot of experience. And he said—”
I cut her off. “His opinion counts for nothing. I don’t want to know what he said because I don’t care since it was no doubt a lie,” I stated fiercely. “It’s you and me now. I think you’re beautiful. I know we’re going to be amazing together. Trust me?”
“Yes.”
I lifted her foot and kissed the ankle. “Then relax. It’s just us.”
“I like us.”
I fell to my knees, pulling her close. “So do I.”
QUINN
I didn’t plan on the night ending up with John in my bedroom, kneeling in front of me. I was nervous and shaking, but after a few moments, the nerves were replaced by something else entirely. John kissed his way up my legs, pausing behind my knees to tease and taste. He did the same by my thighs. Then he kissed my stomach, ghosting his lips over the stretch marks I’d gotten while pregnant. “Pumpkin kisses,” he whispered. “Adorable.”
Preston had informed me they were unsightly and urged me to try to have them removed. He’d even booked me an appointment and had been upset when he’d found out they could be lessened but not erased. It didn’t really matter since he hadn’t touched me once I was pregnant anyway.
John’s reaction to them made me smile. From now on, I would think of them as Pumpkin kisses.
I gasped as he lowered his head, using his thumbs to open me to his mouth. He teased me, trailing his tongue slowly, circling my clit but not touching it.
“So wet,” he praised. “All for me.”
I groaned when he closed his mouth around me, licking and sucking. The sensation was intense. He lapped and bit. Blew warm air across the top to tease, ran his finger over me in gentle passes until I begged for more, then slid his finger inside, rubbing me hard with his thumb. My body erupted with pleasure when he added a second finger then took me back into his mouth, his tongue doing things that should be illegal. I rolled my hips, trying to get closer. Needing more. Needing everything he would give me. I had never experienced sensations like that. It was as if small bombs were going off in my body, detonating at different times. I gasped and begged. Called his name. Gripped at his hair.
Then my orgasm hit me. I arched my back, a low moan escaping my throat. Everything locked down as wave after wave of pleasure hit me. The small bombs I had been feeling became a boatload of dynamite, exploding and sending me skyrocketing.
Then John was over me, his cock buried deep inside. He was big, thick, and hard. He moved in powerful thrusts, lifting my hips and hitting me in a place I never knew existed. I gripped his forearms, gasping his name. “John. Please. I can’t.”
“You can and you will. You’re going to come all over me.” He lifted me higher. “I won’t last long, baby. It’s been a while, and I want you too much. So you’re gonna come with me, and later, I’ll take my time. You hear me?” he growled out in a voice I’d never heard. It was sexy. Demanding. In charge.
“Oh God,” I whispered, covering my mouth as I felt my body beginning to take over. I wanted to scream, but if I did, I would wake Abby.
“That’s it, Quinn. Feel it. Feel me.” He grinned, his expression intense. “I’m going to fuck you into oblivion, and then we’ll start over.”
His words crashed over me, and I fell again. I was aware of his grip tightening, his low, guttural noises, and I felt the rush of his release deep inside me. I opened my eyes, watching him succumb. The cords on his neck were tight as he threw his head back. His eyes were shut as he grunted and moaned my name. He kept moving, drawing out his pleasure and mine.
And then he froze, still holding me tight, heaving out a long, satisfied sigh.
He opened his eyes, our gazes locking. Tenderly, he pulled out, and my body protested his absence. “You all right?” he asked. He looked down, frowned, and stepped back. “Holy shit, I was so carried away, I didn’t… We didn’t…”
“I’m on birth control,” I assured him. “And I haven’t since before Abby was born.”
He looked startled, then cupped my cheek. “It’s been a long time for me as well. And I was checked.”
“Me too.”
“I’ll get some condoms tomorrow, though.”
I felt my blush. “Okay.”
We snuck to the bathroom, cleaning up, then back to my room. We snuggled for a while, talking quietly. We didn’t bring up our pasts or anything heavy. We shared a few stories, opening up a little more to each other. “Do you want more kids?” he asked.