done with you. Not even close. Not by half.”
“If that’s the case, maybe you oughta rest up too.”
“You think I need a break so I can get it up later?”
“Maybe.”
He grunted.
“Or maybe I just don’t want to nap alone.” Libby impishly nipped the inside of his wrist. “I miss how you used to hold me all night. Like you couldn’t bear to be away from me for a single second, even in sleep.”
“Seems a long time ago, huh?”
“A lifetime. Come to bed, Quinn. Remind us both of what we’ve been missing.”
He stood and dove over her, almost bouncing her off the mattress.
Libby shrieked, thrilled by his playful side.
Lorelei James
In one fell swoop, Quinn wrapped himself around her, tucking her head to his chest so their naked bodies were entwined. He pulled the quilt up and bussed her crown.
The steady thump thump thump of his heart lulled her into a sense of peace.
***
An insistent circle drawn around the tip of her nipple woke her. Warm, supple lips drifted over hers in a seductive tease, bestowing fleeting kisses, interspersed with firm-lipped nips.
Libby opened her eyes. “That’s a nice way to wake up.”
“And I’m just gettin’ started.” Quinn kissed the corners of her mouth and traced the seam with the point of his tongue.
Libby parted her lips, an invitation for a more thorough kiss. He gently sank his teeth into her bottom lip and tugged. When a whimpering moan rumbled from her throat, Quinn didn’t just kiss her, he inhaled her. His hands were on her breasts, his cock was slapping her belly, his tongue was thrusting against hers in a full-body kiss.
Then his mouth left a hot trail down her neck, straight to her cleavage. He glanced up at her from beneath lowered lashes. “I couldn’t wait ’til you woke up so I could get my mouth all over these, because damn, do I love your tits. I’m gonna take my time refreshing my memory of them.” He rubbed his face over the plumped mounds cupped in his hands. “It’s been so long, Lib. God, I miss this.”
“Miss sex?”
“Well, yeah, but I miss bein’ with you, nekkid or otherwise.”
She understood his difficulty in admitting the tiniest show of need. Softly, she said, “I know,” and threaded her fingers through his silky hair.
He bent his head and lapped at her left nipple. Never using his whole mouth, never sucking, just licking in a delicate manner. The pad of his thumb swept the lower swell of the other breast in an erotic arc.
He switched to her right nipple and did the exact same thing. Slowly. Sensually. Systematically.
No doubt, Quinn planned to torture her.
He placed his mouth on the top of her breast and sucked. Hard.
Libby gasped.
Quinn only broke the tight suction to apply the same stinging bite to the other side. A dark gleam of satisfaction filled his eyes when he angled back to admire the love-bruises.
That’s when the real assault began. Quinn suckled and nipped and licked, using his teeth, his fingers, his breath until she writhed in abandon. “Please.”
He ignored her plea and flicked his tongue rapidly over the right nipple, blowing on the wet tip until it puckered into a tight point.
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Just when Libby couldn’t take any more, that wickedly talented mouth traveled south. He paused to trace the indentation of her navel. He scattered kisses from hipbone to hipbone, letting his soft hair tickle her belly.
“Quinn.”
“Right here.” He lifted his head. “Hand me a pillow so I can prop your hips higher.”
“Why?”
“I wanna see you. All of you.”
It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen her privates before. Yet her inborn sense of modesty caused her to waver.
He nuzzled her mound. “Don’t you want me to eat my fill of your sweet pussy? You used to like it.”
His tongue wiggled an inch or so down her cleft. “Or has it been so long you don’t remember?”
“I remember. I just…”
“Then grab a pillow. Now.”
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“If that’s the case, maybe you oughta rest up too.”
“You think I need a break so I can get it up later?”
“Maybe.”
He grunted.
“Or maybe I just don’t want to nap alone.” Libby impishly nipped the inside of his wrist. “I miss how you used to hold me all night. Like you couldn’t bear to be away from me for a single second, even in sleep.”
“Seems a long time ago, huh?”
“A lifetime. Come to bed, Quinn. Remind us both of what we’ve been missing.”
He stood and dove over her, almost bouncing her off the mattress.
Libby shrieked, thrilled by his playful side.
Lorelei James
In one fell swoop, Quinn wrapped himself around her, tucking her head to his chest so their naked bodies were entwined. He pulled the quilt up and bussed her crown.
The steady thump thump thump of his heart lulled her into a sense of peace.
***
An insistent circle drawn around the tip of her nipple woke her. Warm, supple lips drifted over hers in a seductive tease, bestowing fleeting kisses, interspersed with firm-lipped nips.
Libby opened her eyes. “That’s a nice way to wake up.”
“And I’m just gettin’ started.” Quinn kissed the corners of her mouth and traced the seam with the point of his tongue.
Libby parted her lips, an invitation for a more thorough kiss. He gently sank his teeth into her bottom lip and tugged. When a whimpering moan rumbled from her throat, Quinn didn’t just kiss her, he inhaled her. His hands were on her breasts, his cock was slapping her belly, his tongue was thrusting against hers in a full-body kiss.
Then his mouth left a hot trail down her neck, straight to her cleavage. He glanced up at her from beneath lowered lashes. “I couldn’t wait ’til you woke up so I could get my mouth all over these, because damn, do I love your tits. I’m gonna take my time refreshing my memory of them.” He rubbed his face over the plumped mounds cupped in his hands. “It’s been so long, Lib. God, I miss this.”
“Miss sex?”
“Well, yeah, but I miss bein’ with you, nekkid or otherwise.”
She understood his difficulty in admitting the tiniest show of need. Softly, she said, “I know,” and threaded her fingers through his silky hair.
He bent his head and lapped at her left nipple. Never using his whole mouth, never sucking, just licking in a delicate manner. The pad of his thumb swept the lower swell of the other breast in an erotic arc.
He switched to her right nipple and did the exact same thing. Slowly. Sensually. Systematically.
No doubt, Quinn planned to torture her.
He placed his mouth on the top of her breast and sucked. Hard.
Libby gasped.
Quinn only broke the tight suction to apply the same stinging bite to the other side. A dark gleam of satisfaction filled his eyes when he angled back to admire the love-bruises.
That’s when the real assault began. Quinn suckled and nipped and licked, using his teeth, his fingers, his breath until she writhed in abandon. “Please.”
He ignored her plea and flicked his tongue rapidly over the right nipple, blowing on the wet tip until it puckered into a tight point.
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Just when Libby couldn’t take any more, that wickedly talented mouth traveled south. He paused to trace the indentation of her navel. He scattered kisses from hipbone to hipbone, letting his soft hair tickle her belly.
“Quinn.”
“Right here.” He lifted his head. “Hand me a pillow so I can prop your hips higher.”
“Why?”
“I wanna see you. All of you.”
It wasn’t as if he hadn’t seen her privates before. Yet her inborn sense of modesty caused her to waver.
He nuzzled her mound. “Don’t you want me to eat my fill of your sweet pussy? You used to like it.”
His tongue wiggled an inch or so down her cleft. “Or has it been so long you don’t remember?”
“I remember. I just…”
“Then grab a pillow. Now.”
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