Page 30 of Hot Lovin'

“Love… you… Quinn,” she moans as the final tremors of her orgasm subside.

I move up her body until I reach her mouth and kiss her deeply, sliding my tongue against hers.

After a minute, she pushes at my chest. “My turn.”

I lie back against the headboard, my cock angling up from my body. “Climb on, Sunshine.”

Lottie straddles my hips, and I hiss out a breath as she grasps me, positioning me at her entrance. Her slide down my cock is heaven. Her name leaves my mouth like a prayer, her body my place of worship.

She bites her lip as she grinds, gasping as I brush my thumb over her clit. With slow undulations of her hips, she rides me leisurely, using me to chase her pleasure.

Her half-lidded eyes find mine. “Is this okay?”

“Do what feels right for you, Sunshine. Don’t worry about me. Just being inside you feels fucking spectacular.”

She moves against me, taking me deeper into her tight, wet heat. Her breathing speeds up with her hips as she angles them to give herself the greatest pleasure.

“Oh,” she gasps, rocking hard against my pelvis. “Oh, Quinn.”

“Don’t stop,” I encourage, grabbing her fleshy hip with the hand of my good arm. “Make yourself come on my cock, sweetheart.”

“Quinn, Quinn, Quinn,” she chants, tilting her hips so her clit hits my thumb with each pass.

“That’s right, Lottie. You say my name when I’m inside you.”

I lose myself in the tight squeeze of her muscles and the soft bounce of her ass against my thighs. She whimpers at another stroke of my thumb and contracts around me. My balls draw up, and the base of my spine tingles with my impending climax.

“Shit, Lottie. You feel so hot and wet and tight. I can’t hold on. Tell me you’re with me. Tell me?—”

Abruptly, she seizes around me as she comes with a choked cry. That’s all it takes. I explode inside her violently. The pleasure turns me inside out, the noises leaving my throat guttural and feral.

I’m vaguely aware of Lottie collapsing on top of my heaving chest as reality slowly returns. I must zone out for a few seconds because the next thing I know, Lottie is nudging me with a glass of water and the painkillers. I chug them down, gathering my woman close as she climbs back into bed.

I want to stay awake. I want to talk and kiss and love her into the night. But my exhausted body has other ideas.

“Go to sleep,” she murmurs, placing a kiss over my heart.

And I do, knowing my Sunshine will be here when I wake up.

Epilogue

Lottie

I scoop a heaping spoonful of cookie dough, plopping it onto the baking sheet with a satisfactory splat.

“Okay, little man, your turn,” I instruct, passing the spoon to Aiden.

He grins, his eyes bright with the kind of joy that only comes from the simple pleasure of making cookies on a lazy summer afternoon. His small hand shakes slightly, a remnant of past fears, but he manages to drop a dollop of dough next to mine, albeit less gracefully.

“Oops!” He giggles as half of it sticks to his fingers, leaving a chocolate chip trail.

“Looks like you’ve got the magic touch,” I tease, winking at him.

The kitchen is warm, the air sweet with the scent of vanilla and sugar, a stark contrast to the loneliness that used to pervade this house. It’s infused now with something new, with hope and love.

“Lollie, will they be as good as da ones at school?” Aiden asks, licking the remnants of dough off his fingers. His voice is tinged with the innocence of a child who has seen too much but still believes in the goodness of freshly baked cookies.

“Better,” I declare with mock seriousness. “Because these are made with secret ingredient number one: love.”

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