Page 113 of Dad Next Door

“Tris,” he whispered, his eyes glued to my chest.

I’d never been the most confident person, but I wasn’t shy. I looked like a slightly out-of-shape guy in his thirties, and I was okay with that.

But I felt like a supermodel when Quinn looked at me. He made me feel beautiful and desirable and sexy because I knew that was how he saw me.

“Yeah?” I ran one hand down his sculpted chest and trailed my fingers over his flat stomach, stopping right above the waistband of his sweats.

He lifted his gaze to mine. “I want this.”

Smiling, I leaned in and pressed a quick kiss against his lips. “Take your pants off and lay on the bed for me.”

Stepping back, I pulled open my fly and busied myself with shucking off my clothes. By the time I was naked, Quinn lay on the bed, propped up on his elbows and watching me like someone might stare at a chef making their favorite dish.

His rock-hard cock, the tip already shiny with precum, showed me he was in the right headspace for more.

With the grace of a drunken pachyderm, I got up on the bed and knee-walked over to him, almost falling on him when my foot got tangled in the mess of sheets and blankets at the end of the bed.

“So, are you overwhelmed with all the sexiness I’m tossing your way?” I asked through a soft laugh, shaking my foot free. “Are you good and seduced?”

He gripped my hips and yanked, knocking me off balance, and I fell on him in a tangle of limbs and naked flesh. “Never been this seduced in my entire life.”

“Good.” I wiggled a bit to get my knees on either side of his hips. “Because my next trick is to start listing all the weird mating habits of different animals. Glad I can save that one for another night.”

Quinn laughed hard enough that I bounced on his chest. “You have weirder facts than when you told me cats have barbs on their dicks or flatworms have penis fights?”

“So. Many. More. Nature is wild.”

Tenderly, he brushed a lock of hair back from where it had fallen over my forehead. “I’ve never been able to just enjoy sex. It was always a mental battle to keep focused, to make sure I stayed in the moment, but I was never actually in the moment. The concept of joking and laughing and being silly was so foreign to me until you. You’re the only person I haven’t had to pretend with.”

“I’m glad.” I pressed my lips to his chest. “You never have to pretend with me. Just be your wonderful, incredible self.” Another kiss. “Are you feeling better? More relaxed?”

“Yeah.” He grinned cheekily. “And I didn’t even need to hear about how dolphins bone.”

“Trust me when I tell you that dolphins are not the sweet and cute creatures you think they are. Same with otters and penguins.” Leaning in, I kissed the juncture where his shoulder met his neck.

“You’re going to ruin my childhood with these facts, aren’t you?”

“Most definitely. Wait until you hear the truth about clownfish.”

“Not Nemo too.” He tilted his head to the side and ran his big hands up and down my back.

“Yup.” I kissed his neck again, then gently sucked right below his pulse point. I’d discovered that was one of his hotspots and exploited it every chance I got.

“Shit, Tris,” he moaned softly. “That feels good.”

Taking my time, I kissed and nibbled and licked that spot until he was writhing and panting under me, his rock-hard cock digging into my hip.

He pulled my face away from his throat with a strangled groan. “It’s getting really hard to not rub off on you while you do that.”

Pushing off him, I leaned over and yanked the drawer to his bedside table open to get the lube. When I had it, I tossed it next to the plug, then lay over him again.

Our kiss was soft and sweet, but instead of getting lost in him again, I slipped one hand between us and gripped his cock.

He bucked up into my touch and cried out against my mouth.

I slid my hand up his length, squeezing the head the way he liked. He broke the kiss and let his head fall back on the mattress. “Jesus, Tris.”

My own cock was rock hard and aching, my body tight with anticipation. I wanted to keep teasing him, to draw things out as long as possible, but I didn’t want to risk pushing either of us to the point of no return.

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