Page 69 of What Happens In Vegas
Chapter 29
Bonni had left Landon’s limo with the Bellagio’s valet and, once the fountain show was over, they had the driver bring the car around. As soon as the luxury vehicle pulled up to the stand, Quinn bundled her inside. He pressed the speaker to the driver and instructed, ‘Take a long way back to the Gladiators, please.’ Bonni giggled as Quinn raised the privacy glass.
‘Have you ever seenthe old classic movieNo Way Out?’ Quinn asked her.
‘No, can’t say that I have.’
‘Well, I think we’re going to recreate the limo scene.’
‘Oh, that sounds exciting. Can the driver see us?’ she asked.
Quinn pulled Bonni on to his lap and pushed her skirt up around her hips. ‘No, he can’t see us through the darkened glass. I wouldn’t start this if I thought he could. I don’t share.’
‘Good.’She let out a little surprised yelp when Quinn grabbed her ass fiercely and yanked her toward him. His erection was hard, insistent, and the only way to relieve the ache between her thighs. ‘Make love to me, Quinn.’
‘Iplan to, darling, today and many days to come.’
Bonni settled on his thighs, gazing down at him through the fall of her hair. She rested her palms on his shoulders, then quicklypulled his shirt over his head. She drew in a ragged breath at the sight of him.
‘To think we could have gone down the other path, where we never would have this again,’ Bonni whispered, and drew her nails lightly over his skin. His powerful body trembled under her delicate touch.
Quinn reached up and placed his hands on her thighs, sliding them up over her hips, taking the hem of her dresswith them. He curled his fingers around the filmy material of her panties and quickly pulled, ripping them off her.
‘Oh my God.’ She closed her eyes and arched her back, loving these wild emotions he invoked in her.
‘You are the most beautiful woman.’
He continued the trek of his hand up her rib cage.
‘Arms up.’
She did as he demanded, her fingers touching the roof of the limo. He removedher dress. She watched him, the expression on his face so intense and concentrated. Bonni shivered when he cupped her breasts, brushing his thumbs over her nipples.
‘Oh, Quinn,’ Bonni moaned, and tipped her head back. Her nipples hardened into sensitive peaks under the warmth of his palms, she arched, her back pressing deeper into him. She wanted so much more than just his thumbs exciting her.She wanted all of him, and she curled her fingers around his wrists.
They stared into each other’s eyes, moving seductively in tune with each other, and the rock of the limo increased their cadence. He still wore his jeans, and her pussy rubbed deliciously against the rough fabric. Bonni licked her lips then pulled her lower one between her teeth to keep from moaning out loud.
‘Icould watchyou like this for ever.’ The tightness of his voice told her he was as turned on as she was. Bonni slid off him until she was kneeling on the limo floor. She leaned over him, low enough to plant a kiss on his chest, brush her lips softly over his nipples. He hissed and jolted when she nipped at them. Her hair, a glossy curtain, swept over his skin.
‘You can, we can. For ever. I’m so glad we’vecrossed our hurdle.’ Sitting back, Quinn undid his jeans and lifted his hips so she could pull them down. She took his cock in her hand, squeezing and stroking gently. She watched him, and what her touch did to him. She wrapped her fingers around his thickness, and caressed his hard length. The groans he gave spurred her on. Bending over, she placed her mouth at the tip of him, both of her handsfirm and tight on his penis. Quinn’s hands clustered in her hair, and he held his breath as she opened her lips, swirling her tongue around the sensitive glans and taking him deep into her mouth.
The desire to explore him more thoroughly than she had the previous times and the reality that they were beginning something beautiful together intensified her desire. Bonni closed her eyes, lost herselfin the moment and gave pleasure to Quinn. She was creating memories the two of them would cherish.
Keeping him in her mouth, she ran her hands up to his chest, her fingertips mapping and memorizing the hard planes and ridges of his belly as she explored lower, to his hips, while she played and excited him with her mouth. Quinn’s groans and the grip of his fingers in her hair thrilled her.
‘Enough,Temptress, you’re too good at that.’ He gently lifted her head.
Quinn put his hands under her arms and pulled her higher on him until she was straddling him again. Bonni reached for her purse.
‘Thistime, I’m the prepared one.’ She smiled and pulled a package from her purse.
She rose on her knees, reaching between them to grasp his cock, sheathed him, then guided him into her.
They both moanedas she lowered herself down, fully receiving him, and began to rock her hips. He placed one hand on her shoulder and his other between them, his fingers finding her clitoris. Her body jolted under his swirling fingers. She grasped her breasts, holding them, as she rode him.
Eyes closed, and shifting into pure sensation, she tumbled into a sensory world. Feeling, hearing their sexual sounds. Shelicked her lips and tasted Quinn on them. Gasping for breath, Bonni’s cadence increased until she was on the brink. The limo went over a bump in the road and she let out a cry when her orgasm teased her. She collapsed on Quinn, his hand still between them and he increased the pressure of his fingers.
Her body had a mind of its own, she had no control, and being with Quinn was the only place sheneeded to be. Wanted to be. She rode him harder, more frantically, until her orgasm powered through her. She held her breath and fell over him, her hands on his shoulders meeting the upward thrust of his hips. He growled deep in his chest and his fingers were relentless on her now supersensitive flesh until another, deeper orgasm grew inside her.
