Page 43 of Relentless Knight

Hoisting her off the counter, I set Quinn lightly on her feet. And I turn her to face the mirror, bending her over the sink. Her green eyes are dark and lusty as they meet mine in the reflection. Her beautiful blond curls form a wild golden halo around her face, and her cheeks are flushed the most delicious color of red as she watches me.

Sliding my hands down her curves, I grip her full ass cheeks and spread them wide, revealing her dripping pink slit and tantalizing entrance. Then I line up with her once more and press slowly inside her from behind.

Quinn moans, her body rocking forward and her palms slapping against the counter as she braces to take my thrusts. And all the while, she watches me, her eyes devouring me with unbridled lust.

Her tits bounce with each deep penetration, and that only drives me forward harder. Because their natural full, softness is so damn sexy, it makes my balls throb.

Gasping, Quinn takes each deep, penetrating thrust like she was born to ride my cock. And her lips part softly in the sexiest O as her breaths grow ragged.

“Watch yourself as you come for me, beautiful,” I command, reaching around her hip to press my fingers to her clit.

And as I swirl them in quick, flicking circles, Quinn’s eyes snap to her own reflection. And she cries out. Her walls flutter around my cock as she finds her release, her back arches, her nipples puckering. And she’s the sexiest damn thing I think I’ve ever seen.

I love that she can see it too. Because the sight of Quinn climaxing is the single most erotic thing I’ve ever witnessed. And my cock aches with the need to explode deep inside her.

Still, I’m greedy, and watching her come twice isn’t enough.

So as her aftershocks subside, I ease out of her once more. And I scoop her up in my arms to carry her to bed.

“Lance!” she objects, her fury dampened by the breathy sound of her arousal.

“Yes?” I ask.

“You should not be carrying me right now,” she groans, rolling her eyes at me.

“Has anyone ever told you that you worry too much?” I tease.

“Has anyone told you that you don’t worry nearly enough?”

I chuckle and deposit her unceremoniously on top of the sheets. Quinn squeals as she bounces. Then, before she can continue to lecture me, I fall between her thighs once more.

Our lips meet, her soft peach ones locking with mine in a fiery kiss. And her tongue darts out to tangle with mine. She might enjoy bossing me around, but I think I’ve found another way to occupy her sharp tongue that we can both agree upon.

I taste her deeply, relishing the way her breasts press against my chest as her breathing grows more ragged. And each time I slide into her glorious depths, she releases a soft, mewling whimper.

Her thighs quake around my hips, her back arching so she can grind her clit against me. Taking her palms in my hands, I interlace our fingers and bring them up over her head, trapping her beneath me as I take control of her desire.

And nothing else in this world matters. All I want is to make Quinn cry my name.

Because that’s the most beautiful song in the world.

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QUINN

Every time Lance touches me it’s better than the last. But this time, I feel a fresh tension humming between us. An electrical current that makes my pulse pound and my stomach flutter. And when our palms meet and he pins me down against the bed, I think I might just lose my mind.

I love the way he takes control. The way he owns my body.

I honestly don’t care about anything those assholes said tonight. Because, with Lance, I never have a doubt about how he makes me feel. Special. Cherished. Like I’m something precious he would do anything to protect. And at the same time, I love this fierce territorialism. I wonder if he’s fucking me this passionately because of those Agosti men’s taunts. Or if it’s because we just had a near brush with death.

Whatever the reason, I want more.

Because this sex is so hot, I’m surprised we haven’t lit the bed on fire.

And I know that I’m on the brink of coming for a third time already.

“Come with me,” I whimper, desperate to feel his satisfaction pouring deep inside me.

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