Page 91 of Love Marks

“Please, baby, let me touch you.” I can’t stand it another minute. “I’m begging you.”

Her smirk grows at my words, and she meets my thrust again and leans down, pressing a kiss against my mouth. “You can touch now.”

I don’t wait a single second. My hand moves down to her clit, and I take her nipple into my mouth, swirling my tongue over her and circling my thumb over her clit. She moans at the contact, and I lose all control, sick of playing her game. I flip her over and thrust further into her.

She gasps at the movement, but I thrust again, pressing against her, needing to feel every part of her. I reach for her clit again. I’m going to make her come so many times she forgets her name.

“Oh, god. Fuck. I’m close. Wesley.” Her breathy moans fill my ears and send another wave of pleasure through me. I slow my pace and slowly bring my mouth back down to her nipple, taking her in my mouth, delaying her. “Wes. Please.” She whines and I grin down at her.

“Who’s begging now?” I growl into her ear.

I thrust again, brushing her clit once more, and that simple movement sends her over the edge. She screams and I keep going, meeting her for every movement. I feel her clench around me, and I love it, the feeling of her milking my cock.

“Wes,” she whispers. “Are you close?”

A shudder goes through me as I thrust into her again. “Yes,” I manage through my breaths.

She brings my head down, forcing me to look at her. She meets my eyes and steels her gaze. “Not yet.”

I thrust again, teetering on the edge, my eyes going wide as I drink her in, the sight of her staring at me. She bites her lip and blinks, her eyes not leaving mine. “Not yet, Wesley.”

I groan and gasp, so close. “Oh, fuck. Baby — I can’t. I need to —”

“Not yet, Wesley. I need more.” Her soft voice is somewhere between scolding and begging. “More.”

I obey, my eyes never leaving hers. Our gazes melt together as I beg once more, needing release, needing her so badly.

“Now, Wesley. Come. Come for me.”

I spill into her, finally getting my release, thrusting against her wildly, completely out of control, like I’ve never been before. Finally, I come back down to reality. I soften and fall against her, completely spent.

She meets my gaze and presses a soft kiss to my mouth. “Perfect,” she whispers. I pull out of her and collapse on the bed next to her, pulling her against me automatically.

“Fuck, Quinn. That was so hot. Oh my god.” I still feel like my head is spinning.

She turns and buries into me. “Yeah? I wasn’t sure if you’d like it, me taking control, but I thought about what you said…about making me beg to finish, and it made me really hot thinking about it.” She sounds adorably shy admitting it.

I press a soft kiss against her mouth. “I fucking loved it. But next time you’ll be the one begging me, baby. We’ll see how you like it.”

She grins wickedly, reaching for me. “I don’t think I’ll like it,” she smirks. “I think I’ll love it.”

* * *

Sunlight pours into my room the following morning. Quinn’s soft body is nestled into mine and it feels incredible. I blink a few times and stretch my arms up, exhausted. Glancing down at Quinn’s sleeping figure, I reach my hand towards her, caressing her cheek. I could get used to this — going on dates, spending the whole night together, waking up next to her.

I check my phone and see a text from Ben confirming that I’m watching Luna tonight, as well as a few emails from George that I really don’t want to deal with. In fact, I can’t bring myself to care about work at all, not with this beautiful woman in my bed.

Quinn stirs next to me and yawns, waking. I try not to make it too obvious that I’ve been watching her as she sleeps. She blinks a few times and rubs her eyes, looking up at me with a lazy smile.

“Hi,” she whispers, and I bring my lips down to hers in response.

“How did you sleep?”

She stretches her arms, mimicking my earlier movement, and rolls her shoulders back. “Okay. It takes some getting used to for me, sleeping with someone else. You’re like a furnace.”

I snuggle closer to her. “You love it.” I nudge my nose into the crook of her neck, inhaling her perfect scent. “I slept like a rock, personally.”

I can almost feel her roll her eyes against me. “Do you have work to do today?”