Quinn’s Virgin Woman (7 page)

The very thought had his cock hardening even more. Standing up, he unbuckled his belt, taking off his jeans and shirt. She took a step toward him. He reached out, sinking his fingers into the fullness of her hair, drawing her close to him.

Smashing his lips against hers, Quinn didn’t hold anything back as he showed her with actions the passion she inspired inside him. They both moaned together. The sound echoed around the room.

He unsnapped her bra, tugging the fabric down her body. Leaning forward, he claimed one of her nipples, sucking the hard bud into his mouth.

She moaned and her head fell back as she gave herself up to his mouth. He licked from one breast to the other, giving both tits equal attention. At the same time he sucked her tits, he teased under the band of her underwear, pulling them away from her body.

“You’re always tearing my underwear.”

“You’ll stop buying them soon.”

“I need them.”

“You’re perfect without wearing them.” He glided his finger through her creamy slit, moaning at the wetness that coated his fingers. “You’re always so wet and willing.”

Quinn turned her to the bed, pushing her until she fell on top. He didn’t give her a chance to get away from him. Opening her thighs, he attacked her clit, licking and sucking the nub into his mouth.

She thrust her pelvis up to him. He pressed a hand to her stomach, keeping her in place as he teased her pussy. Moving down, he fucked her cunt, relishing the tightness that would soon be around his cock.

“I ache for you, Kaley. Come for me, baby. Come so I can fuck you.”

“I love you, Quinn.”

“Love you too, baby.” He’d never invade her privacy again. Quinn would wait for her to come to him. He had done what he needed to do without giving much thought to her.

He flicked his tongue over her clit, glancing up to see her thrashing, fighting her pending orgasm.

“Give it to me, Kaley. Don’t make me take it.”

Quinn pressed two fingers inside her heat, groaning at the tightness of her. She splintered apart on his finger and tongue. He drank down her come, greedy for more.

Stepping back from the bed, he slid his boxer brief’s down. Kaley took him by surprise by going to her knees before him.

“My turn.”

When they were inside their bedroom his woman had turned into a seductress. He loved the passion in her eyes. She was a beautiful woman, a giving woman.

She gripped his cock, working from the base up to the tip. Kaley licked the tip that was leaking his pre-come. Wrapping her brown hair around his wrist, he held onto her head, directing the depth as she took the head into her mouth.

“Fucking hell!” He shouted the curse words as the heat of her mouth sent shockwaves of pleasure shooting throughout the whole of his body. This was unlike anything he’d ever experienced. Kaley was amazing and watching her cheeks suck in as she took more of him only turned him on even more.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Kaley. You’re my woman. My little virgin woman.”

“I’m not a virgin anymore.” She released his cock long enough to say to him.

“No, you’re not. I took your virginity. It still makes you my little virgin woman.” She sucked him back inside her tight mouth.

He pumped his hips, going as deep as he could, groaning.

Closing his eyes, he counted to ten to stop himself from coming in her mouth. Tonight wouldn’t end here. When he found his orgasm he intended to be inside her.

When he couldn’t stand the pleasure any longer, he pulled all the way out. “Go to the bed, on your knees.”

She started to pout yet did as he asked.

Quinn didn’t grab a condom. He watched her get to her knees on the bed presenting her curvy ass to his view. She was perfect. He saw how slick her cunt was, dripping with her cream.

Gripping the base of his cock, he ran the tip through her creaminess, bumping her clit as he did.

“Beautiful.”

She shuddered when he kept stroking over her nub. He’d already given her an orgasm making her sensitive to all touch.

“What’s the matter, baby?” Quinn asked.

“Please, fuck me.”

He held her hips as he moved his cock to her entrance. Quinn tightened his grip, slamming in deep. Kaley screamed at the depth of the penetration. He ran his hands up and down her back, soothing her.

“I’m going to fuck you so damn hard you’re not going to be able to walk straight without thinking about me.”

“I always think about you, Quinn.”

He smiled. He liked that a hell of a lot. All he ever thought about was Kaley.

Pulling out of her tight cunt, he slammed back inside. Quinn didn’t let up, fucking her harder with each thrust. He truly couldn’t believe this woman was his to keep.

****

Kaley pushed back against him, groaning at the depth of his cock. She didn’t need for him to leave a mark on her body. Quinn had left a mark on her heart and soul. There was no other man for her.

She could forgive him anything, even him reading her stories.

He fucked her hard, harder than ever before and she loved every second of it. She found herself looking at the ring on her finger, evidence of their coming union. They were going to be married for all to see. No other woman will ever have a hold of him.

She intended to be the only woman he ever needed.

The movies she watched for her research had also given her ideas of her own. She pushed back against him, taking more of him.

“So fucking tight.”

Quinn pulled out of her, flipping her onto her back, and sliding back inside her. She giggled at the determination on his face.

This man was going to be all hers.

He grabbed her hands locking them above her head, keeping her still as he drove into her over and over again.

“I love you, Kaley. I’m going to spend the rest of my life giving you everything you’ve ever wanted.”

She believed every word he said. Quinn never broke a promise. He kept his word. The men he’d introduced her to tonight, she’d seen the loyalty between all three men. They had been through so much together. She knew if given the choice, they would die for each other. Their loyalty that strong when it came to them.

“I love you.” She tightened her hand around his, feeling his cock drive harder inside her. Kaley thrust up to meet him. Her orgasm began to work up inside her, getting closer to the surface.

She arched up as he swiveled his hips, touching her clit in the process.

“That’s it, baby. Come all over my cock. Let me feel you explode.”

Screaming his name, Kaley found release and the stars. He sucked on the pulse beside her neck as he found his own release.

She felt every jerk and pulse as he filled her with his come.

“If you don’t use a condom, I’m going to end up pregnant.”

“Would that be a bad thing?” he asked. Quinn collapsed over her. She took the whole of his weight, smiling.

“I don’t think it would be a bad thing unless I ended up pregnant for my wedding. Everyone back home would start talking.”

“They’d think I trapped you into marriage.” Quinn pushed some of her hair out of the way.

“No, they would think I trapped you into marriage. Not the other way around.”

“What can I say, I’m quite a catch.” She hit his shoulder, not liking his teasing.

“You’re not playing fair.”

“I always play fair.” He dropped a kiss to her lips.

Quinn moved most of his weight off her but stayed inside. His cock that was flaccid, still made its presence known within her body.

“You don’t play fair. I better remember you’re a dirty player for when we do get married and have kids.” She smiled up at him. The very thought of having children with him filled her with happiness.

“Now this is the look I thought a lot about while I was away.” He stroked a finger down her cheek.

“Did you think about me a lot?”

“All the time. Dorothy would send me pictures of you.”

“Huh?”

He pulled out of her and moved toward the wardrobe where he’d put all of his stuff. She sat up, tugging the blanket to cover her nakedness. Quinn came back with a shoebox. “This is what kept me going.” He handed her the box.

Tucking hair behind her ear, she took the box from him. Removing the lid she saw the abundance of letters and photographs.

“Wow,” she said, shocked by the amount of stuff people had sent him. “I always wanted to write to you. I didn’t have the first clue what to say.” She looked up at him. “I’d start a letter then feel stupid. I didn’t think you’d want to hear from me.”

Dorothy had told her to simply write. She never had, being too much of a coward.

“I didn’t mind. Dorothy told me you struggled on what to write. I knew then I’d make sure there was never this distance between us.”

She picked up a photo taken on Dorothy’s twenty-first birthday. Dorothy looked so happy; Kaley did as well. “You didn’t make it for her birthday.”

“I sent you chocolates and roses.”

“I remember. They were the roses I kept until they started to smell really bad.”

He chuckled. Just looking through the stuff he’d kept let her know this had been a long time in coming.

“You’re going to make me the happiest man in the world.”

“I sure hope so.”

Quinn cupped her cheek. Putting all of the pictures back in the box, she placed the memories on the floor. “We don’t need those,” she said. “We’re going to make new ones.”

Climbing out of the bed, she straddled his lap, cupping his face and kissing him. She made a vow to never hide from him. Quinn would be the one and only man she ever gave herself to. She’d be open and honest with him from the start. For the next fifty years, they were going to be the happiest couple in the world. They would have children together, make love, enjoy each other, making every second count.

Staring into his hazel eyes, she saw the whole of their world mapped out before them. She wasn’t scared but excited. There was nothing she wanted more than to be Quinn’s woman and to give him a wonderful life.

And she did, with four children of their own.

Sam Crescent
is passionate about fiction. She loves a good erotic romance and so it only made sense for her to spread her wings and start writing. She began writing in 2009 and finally got that first acceptance in 2011.

She loves creating new characters and delving into the worlds that she creates. When she’s not panicking about a story or arguing with a character, she can be found in her kitchen creating all kinds of havoc. Like her stories the creations in the kitchen can be just as dubious but sometimes things turn out great.

For more information on other books by Sam, visit her official website:
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