He brushed his lips over hers and said, “Christ, baby, I want to feast on you.” Her eyes flew open, and his heart took notice of the nervous look in them. He kissed her softly, continuing to stroke her, and said, “One day, babe. When you’re ready. I promise it’ll be so good, you’ll crave my mouth on you.”

Her cheeks burned red, and she pulled his mouth back to hers, rocking her hips faster, fucking his fingers. He kissed her harder, stroking over the spot that caused her legs to flex. She came hard, her sex clenching around his fingers. Her head fell back, but his mouth went with it, swallowing her sounds, knowing he’d hear them, taste them, until the end of time.

He stayed with her, teasing, kissing, loving, as she came down from the peak, and he couldn’t resist sending her soaring again. She clung to his head, and he kissed her harder, wanting to feel the thrills she felt, until she collapsed to the cushions. He kept his fingers inside her, kissing her softly, his feelings coming out in whispers. “So beautiful, baby…love touching you…kissing you.” He withdrew his fingers and dragged them along her lower lip. Her eyes fluttered open, intense and alluring, and he kissed her again, long and slow, then deeper, more passionately, disappearing into her. He kissed her for a long time, and when he moved beside her, cradling her in his arms, she buried her face in the crook of his neck.

He kissed her forehead, knowing she was embarrassed, and said, “It’s just you and me here, baby, and I adore you.” He held her until her racing heart calmed, reveling in their closeness. When she finally smiled up at him, her lustful eyes at half-mast, her warm breath on his skin, he whispered, “Beautiful girl, I hope you know how precious you are to me.”

Chapter Six

BETWEEN THE PAGES bookstore hosted book clubs, lectures, readings, and weekly story times for children. Usually the upbeat atmosphere and fast pace kept Quincy too busy to think about anything else, but despite the constant flow of customers, he’d been able to think of nothing but Roni all day. Even on his lunch hour when he tried catching up on his studies, his thoughts kept circling back to her. He’d been kicking himself all day for not telling her about his past before taking things further, but man, she’d turned him inside out, and he’d desperately wanted to show her how crazy about her he was. Leaving her last night had been torture. Even a cold shower hadn’t cooled him off. He’d had to jerk off to find relief, only to then get a text from her thanking him for the best night of her life, which made him think about her in the throes of passion, and he’d ended up taking things into his own hands for a second time.

He gritted his teeth, knowing if he thought about her too much he’d be walking around with a hard-on for the rest of the evening.