Page 137 of Hard Hitter

“Don’t come yet, baby,” he growled into her neck.

She moaned, a pained and tortured sound, “Please,Quinn...oh myGod, please.” Her pulse was thrumming, she was dizzy with being so close, hanging just out of reach of that perfect release. When she finally came, she was going to implode.

“No, baby, not yet.” His right hand toyed with her nipples while his left kept him propped just slightly over her. Mouth tracing the line of her jaw and coming over her lips, he trapped her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked gently. He pressed a soft kiss to her lips again before demanding, “Look at me.”

Raelyn peered into his eyes, like liquid gold. He could hypnotize her with his gaze. She would do anything he asked.Anythinghe wanted.

“Rae, I love you,” Quinn breathed. “I’m sofuckingin love with you, you know that?”

“Yes,” Raelyn whimpered. And oh God, his intense sincerity mixed with his fevered, unhinged fucking was enough to make her ache andyearn for him even more. He was right here, inside her, and she still craved more of him.Allof him. “Yes, Quinn, I love you, too.”

“I belong to you, Rae. I always have.”

Yes,that’s all she wanted. He looked down at their bodies, watching himself enter her slowly, watching her hips raise to meet his. She bit her lip, wanting him to look at her face again. She wanted to see his eyes, the look he gave her that let her know she was it. She was his whole world and everything around them melted away when he looked at her. He’d always looked at her like that. How had she taken so long to return it?

“I’m yours, Quinn,” Raelyn said, and he lifted his eyes back up to her, still moving, pushing into her at his deliberate, unhurried pace. All of him in...all of him out...all of him in...Feeling every inch of his hardness against her softness. “You know that. I’m undeniably, helplessly, irrevocably yours.”

Quinn exhaled through his smile- a relieved, genuinely happy smile- and brushed her lips with his. Pressing his forehead to hers, he asked, “You wanna come now?”

“OhGod,yes,” Raelyn moaned. His hips settled back onto hers, the pressure familiar and welcome. He ran his palms down her sides, over the curve of her hips, to her thighs where they gripped, strong and solid. The flick of an eyebrow and flash of dimple were all the warning she was given before he thrust into her, hard and determined. Each snap of his hips brought a new gasp or cry or moan. His husky, gravel-coated voice met her hoarse pleas for more...more...fuck me, yes!

“Oh fuck, Rae,” Quinn groaned into her neck. “Fuck yes,oh goddamn. It’s so good, baby. You feelso fucking good.”

Within a minute, she was there. Back on the edge, about to free fall, andoh my God…

Raelyn screamed, Quinn’s name echoing through the room as she erupted. She was a shaking, gasping, convulsing puddle of pure satisfaction beneath him. Stars flooded her vision and she thought she trulymight pass out as she pulled hard against the rope, having wrapped her hand around the small length between her wrists and the headboard.

Quinn’s breath caught in his throat as he watched the tidal wave of pure bliss and pleasure wash over her. “Oh fuck, baby...fuck that was so good,” Quinn growled.

He brought her legs onto his shoulders and leaned over her, thrusting and pounding deep, the sound of skin smacking against skin as his hips snapped into her. “Fuck, oh fuck!I’m com-” the rest of the word was lost to a masculine, guttural sound that emerged from his chest. He pumped into her, emptying himself as he covered her mouth with his.

Their groans melted together, tongues wrestled, and chests heaved against each other until he was still. They were both gasping, breathing hot breath into each other’s necks, their hair. Pressing soft kisses onto salty, sweat-soaked skin.

As Raelyn’s body relaxed and her legs dropped back down onto the bed with Quinn still between them, he pushed himself up, staying inside her, and reached above her to untie the knot that bound her hands. Once released, she slowly brought her arms back down, and like magnets, her fingers curled around his hair, pulling his mouth to hers.

Her arms were sore and the skin of her wrists burned from the friction she’d created against the rope, but she still grinned when she saw the marks it left. Quinn smoothed his palms over her shoulders, down her biceps, her forearms, and to her hands. Holding each delicate hand in his, he inspected the red marks where the rope had bitten into her skin. He pressed his lips to her pulse and made a trail of kisses around each wrist, taking one hand at a time.

“Did you like it?” He spoke into her palm and his breath tickled her skin.

“Yeah, I did,” Raelyn said, voice just louder than a whisper.

“I like dominating you,” Quinn smirked, the familiar, cocky tone teasing. His eyes changed now, his eyebrows pulled ever so slightly together as if the thought pained him in some way, tortured or scared him. “It’s the only time I feel like I have control with you. With...how I feel for you. I let myself finally take the leap, and...sometimes I feel likeI’m in free-fall. It’s exciting and it’s thrilling and I love it, but if I mess it up...that’s it.”

Raelyn considered this, watching as he studied the marks he’d left behind. “I don’t want you to feel like that. I want you to feel grounded. I want to be the one you know will be there. Your constant.” His golden brown eyes flickered back up to hers and she suddenly remembered the first time she realized how much she loved the color of his eyes. Her heart swelled at the memory of their seven-year-old selves.

When their friendship was new, she had spent a lot of time studying him. Maybe it was weird, but Quinn Casey was just so different than anyone else she knew. And his eyes were just as unique. She’d never seen anyone whose eyes turned golden in the sun, and when she realized this, her face had slowly turned up into a beaming smile. He’d looked back at her curiously, maybe like she was a little crazy.

“I’ve still never seen anyone with gold eyes like yours,” Raelyn said, smiling up at him.

“They’re not gold,” Quinn let out a short breath of laughter. “They’re just light brown.”

“They’re like liquid amber. And I love them.”

“You’ve mentioned that before,” he said. “No one else has seemed to notice though, so I think maybe it’s just you.”

“Good,” Raelyn grinned. “I like being the only one who can see it. It’s like a special part of you that belongs only to me.”

“All of me belongs to you, Rae.”

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