Page 64 of Sin for You

I glanced at her and she grinned wide.

“You like that, do you?”

“I’m glad I’m not the only one with blue balls,” she said.

I muttered another curse and thanked God we’d finally reached her house. I climbed out and roused Mase enough to get him inside and in bed.

When I came back down Quinn was standing by the door. I walked toward her, and knowing that I had to keep walking was the hardest thing I’d done in a fucking long time.

“Are you sure you won’t stay, just for a little while?”

I stopped in front of her and slid my hand around the back of her neck, massaging lightly. “Yeah, sweets.” I grinned down at her. “Need to go home and have my vitamins.”

She laughed, and I couldn’t stop myself from leaning down to kiss her. Just one kiss. Just one to get me through the night.

“Are you sure you’re not getting bored…you know, of me?”

Christ, she broke me every time she said shit like that, every time doubt that her prick of an ex put in her head came through. “Not bored. I could never get bored of you, baby. I can’t get enough.”

“You’ll tell me when you do?” she said.

“Not gonna happen,” I rasped, wanting to tear Bevan the fuckwit apart even more when I didn’t think that was possible.

She stared at my throat. “It’s happened four times already, Bull. I won’t blame you if it does.”

I froze. “What?”

Her eyes came to mine, and she looked so vulnerable I couldn’t take it. “That’s how many times I’ve been cheated on.”

What the fuck? “Sweets…”

“They got bored…I guess, I didn’t give them what they needed, so I’m just…you know, letting you know you don’t need to feel bad when it happens.”

I didn’t know if she really believed that shit or if it was the alcohol talking, but I was starting to think she actually might. “Wasn’t you, Quinn, it was them.”

She stared up at me, pain and wariness in her eyes. I had no idea what to say to convince her it wasn’t going to happen with me, so I leaned in and kissed her, not knowing what else to do to make it better and wanting to kiss her so bad I couldn’t stop myself.

As soon as my mouth hit hers, I was in heaven. Yeah, fuck, I’d missed her mouth. The way she tasted, the little moans she made when I slid my tongue in deep and kissed her like the starving man I was. Missed her. How could she doubt this, the heat that exploded between us whenever we touched?

Her arms banded around my neck instantly and she jumped, wrapping her legs around my waist. I groaned. “My little octopus,” I muttered and spun, pressing her into the wall.

I sucked on her sexy lips, fisting her hair and tilting her head so I could slide back in and kiss her deeper still. Fucking heaven. She was heaven.

I ground my hard dick against her, letting her feel how much I wanted her, and she made a little whimpering sound that had me kissing her harder. Her fingers thrust into my hair with one hand, the other sliding up under my shirt, then she started moving her hips against mine.

“Please, Bull, please. I want you inside me.”

Maybe if I get her off quick…

A bang came from upstairs and we both froze. Fucking hell. Mason was upstairs and I was dry-humping his sister where he could walk out and find us at any moment.

I planted her back on her feet, released her reluctantly, and stepped away on shaky legs. “I need to leave,” I said then cupped her face, making sure her eyes were on mine, so she’d see the truth in them. “But I don’t fucking want to, understand?”

Quinn was breathing hard, lips swollen and dark pink, nipples tight, hair all over the place. Beautiful.

She nodded. “I know. I do.”

Yeah, even a little drunk and turned way the fuck on, she knew exactly why her brother couldn’t find us together. Because this wasn’t permanent. She was leaving soon. I was the guy she called on when she wanted to work off steam, the guy to help her get over the asshole who broke her heart.