Shelter for Quinn: Badge of Honor, Book 13 by Susan Stoker

Author:Susan Stoker [Stoker, Susan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stoker Aces Production, LLC
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Quinn was lost in sensation. She’d never felt as desperate as she did right now. John’s mouth on her breasts as she hovered over him felt so different from when he’d sucked on her while she’d been on her back. Every tug of his lips sent pangs of ecstasy straight to her clit. She was soaked, and knew she should be embarrassed with how wet she was, but she couldn’t bother.

She had the brief thought that she might just be able to orgasm without touching her clit, when John abruptly turned over. She blinked, looking up at him, trying to adjust to the change in position.

His hands clutching her hips, he’d come up on his knees between her legs, forcing them farther apart. Looking down, Quinn saw his condom-covered dick inches from her pussy.

Without asking permission, which he really didn’t need—if he couldn’t tell how much she wanted him to touch her, then he was blind, deaf, and dumb—John eased one finger inside her tight sheath.

They both moaned.

He began to move his finger in and out of her, slowly and steadily.

“John,” she moaned. “More.”

“I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’s been a while. It’s going to be touch and go for a second no matter what. But I don’t care. I want you. I need you.”

Instead of putting his dick inside her, he eased a second finger in. Quinn spread her legs as wide as she could get them and grabbed hold of his biceps. “Please. God. I need you, stop teasing me!”

His fingers eased out of her and spread her wetness up to her clit. The second he touched her there, she jumped.

“God, you’re so sensitive,” he muttered.

The harder he rubbed, the more she wiggled under him.

“Ready?” he asked.

“Ten minutes ago,” she responded a little petulantly.

John chuckled, and she was about to reprimand him when she felt the tip of his cock press again her folds. She lifted her leg to try to give him more room. John grasped it and put it over his shoulder as he leaned closer.

Looking up, Quinn saw his head was bent and he was staring at her intently.

“Okay?” he asked quietly.

“Yeah.”

He pressed in a bit more, and Quinn couldn’t help but wince.

“Shit,” he muttered and began to pull out.

Quinn tightened her leg on his shoulder and tugged on his arms. “No! Please. Don’t stop.”

“I won’t hurt you,” he said firmly.

“John,” she pleaded. “You’re not hurting me, not really. It’s just been a while. I can take it. I can take you. I want you. Please.”

With a nod, he pushed into her once more.

Trying to relax her muscles, Quinn did her best to keep her face impassive.

“I’m in,” he said softly.

Quinn could feel his balls pressed up against her backside, and she felt full. Really full. When he didn’t move after a moment, she asked, “John?”

“I’m giving us both a minute,” he said. Then he chuckled and said, “If I moved even an inch right now, I’d blow.”

Quinn laughed and he groaned. “Fuck, that felt good.

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