Page 99 of Roommate's Guide to Love

Her smile would knock me on my ass if I were standing up. “I love you, Porter. So much.”

Our lips come together again as our bodies start speeding up. The position we’re in, it’s like we never are too far away, yet somehow every time she comes down on my cock, it feels like she’s deeper.

“Close, Quinn,” I whisper in her ear, bear hugging her into my chest.

“Yes,” is her only reply as her fingers comb through my hair. “So close.”

With one pull of my hair, I lose it. I start pumping her faster, Quinn bouncing on my cock as her head is thrown back.

“Yes, Porter! Ah!”

Her scream is loud, but not louder than the howl that leaves my body as I come inside Quinn.

I hold her to me, long after I’m empty, because I can’t let her go. I don’t want to.

Then I remember that she’s not leaving.

She’s staying.

And tomorrow, I’m going to wake up with this beautiful woman in my arms.

“Whoa! What are you doing?”

I stand up, Quinn still in my arms, as she holds onto me tighter. Her giggles fill the hallway as I kick open the door and walk our naked selves down the hallway.

“I’m taking you to my bed.”

“What? Why? I don’t know if you realized this, because you chose to not use it earlier, but I do have one of those.”

I lay her down on my mattress, following quickly behind her because it’s been too long since I’ve kissed her.

“Porter…”

“Because, Quinn…this is the first night you’re staying with me. The first night you’re falling asleep in my arms. And like hell it’s going to be anywhere else but in my bed.”

A small “oh” pops out of her mouth before I kiss her again.

“And not just that,” I say as my hands start freely roaming her sweaty body. “When I wake up in the middle of the night and want a snack? Don’t be surprised when my face is between your legs. And in the morning, when you feel me against you, be ready, because I do plan to fuck you first thing in the morning.”

“Interesting.” A devilish smile crosses her face. “There’s just so much to look forward to.”

“Exactly.” I know I’m tired and not recovered. Hell, I didn’t even clean us off. But I can’t stop kissing her. Or touching her. Because Quinn is here.

And I’m not letting her go.

“Can I ask one question?”

“Um-hmm,” I say though my mouth doesn’t move from her chest.

“What about breakfast? Does this plan come with waffles?”

I laugh because of course she’d make a joke. “Whatever you want, Hurricane. Whatever you want…”

She lifts my head up, but only so she can summon me with a kiss of her own. I want to object that she stops it sooner than I’d like, but I don’t say anything as she rolls me over, placing her head on my chest.

Just where I’ve always wanted her.

“You know, if you keep this up, I may never leave.”

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