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“To bed.”

“Oh.”

Sheer grit helped him scale the flight of stairs. He paused in front of their bedroom door.

“With you carrying me, I feel like a bride again.”

“I’m gonna treat you like a new bride. ’Cept better, ’cause this time around I’ll have the benefit of years of experience as a bridegroom.”

“And what will you do with those years of experience?”

“Use them to please my darlin’ wife.” Quinn adjusted his stance. “Once we cross this threshold, it’ll be like we’re startin’ over.”

She wiped a bead of sweat from his temple. “Why, Quinn McKay. That was downright romantic.”

“You sound surprised.”

“I am.”

He grinned. “I’m tryin’. So what say you, bride of mine? Shall we christen the marriage bed?” Then Quinn saw tears swimming in her pretty eyes. “Hey, now. None of that.”

“I can’t help it. You’re so sweet.”

“Sweet? Woman, it rips my guts out to see you cryin’.”

“Even happy tears?”

“Any kind of tears.”

She kissed his Adam’s apple. “Then take me to bed and see if you can’t turn my tears into screams of pleasure.”

“That, I can do.”

Chapter Five

The instant Quinn deposited her on the bed, Libby yawned. Lord. She’d been through the wringer the last few hours. Emotionally. Physically. Her body was relaxed from the massage, as well as sated from the hot, fast orgasm. The cool sheets against her heated skin induced a strong wave of sleepiness.

“I saw that.”

“Saw what?”

“Your yawn.” Quinn propped a hip on the mattress next to hers. “Tired?”

“Huh-uh.” She yawned again.

He laughed softly. “Liar. Why don’t you take a little catnap?”

Libby allowed a quick smile. “Don’t you mean a little mouse nap?”

“Is that a complaint about our game of cat and mouse?”

“God, no.”

“Good. ’Cause that was the best time I’ve had in a long time.”

“Me too.”

They stared at each other in silence until Quinn tenderly swept a hank of hair from her forehead. He kept floating his knuckles up and down the side of her face.

Such serious eyes. “What?” she asked softly.

“Rest up. I ain’t nearly 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.

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 br**sts, his c**k 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 cle**age. 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.

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 pu**y? 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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