Loving Quinn Novel by North Rose

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When we pull into the garage at the penthouse, Quinn parks, then gets out of the car. The worried expression on his handsome face causes me smile as he strides to my side of the car. He opens the door for me, then crouches down to scoop me out of the car. He is smooth about it too.

I expect to hit my head on the frame of the car as he stands. However, he moves in such a way that I am clear. He turns around and with one foot; he kicks the car door closed. The grin he gives me lets me know he has done this before.

“I thought I was going to hit your head, but I figured out the maneuver

“You haven’t done that with any of your dates in the past?”

I regret asking that question the second I see his eyes darken. He clenches his jaw and strides to the elevator. David comes out of the security office to push the button for him. I can tell he senses the tension because as promptly he walks back to his office after he pushes the button.

Great, my assumption was wrong, and I now feel like a jealous b**h. 1 should have just taken his action as a tender gesture and not said a da. I sigh when he walks onto the elevator after the doors open.

“Quiph…

“Look, I have had a sleazy history, but 1 have been upfront and honest about it with you. If you are going to throw it up in my face when try to do something charming or romantic, then we should have a conversation.”

“I didn’t…”

“We can’t move forward if you have issues with the way I lived my life in the past. I was no angel, and you know it.”

He goes silent as the elevator stops at the penthouse floor. His grip tightens on me as he walks to the door. Here, he crouches down so 1 can slip my feet to the floor. Quinn makes certain I am steady, which physically I am, but emotionally I am a mess now.

I am an idiot and now I need to explain him I didn’t actually mean anything by my remark. It just slipped out. I realize he has a past, and I know why he was with all those women. Am I jealous of them?

No.

No, I am not.

Well, maybe a little. However, I know it was merely sex for him. Nothing deeper than sheer carnal lust. I am not jealous of those women. If anything, 1 am envious of them because of my lack of experience. While Quinn has had countless women, I have slept with two men in my

Quinn when I was eighteen. Kyle years later. Now, Quinn again. So, maybe three. Because the man standing in front of me unlocking the door is so much more than the young man he used to be.

I lick my lips while I stare are the hard planes of his back. Those wide shoulders have filled out so nicely. That d**n suit jacket hides so much, yet the way it clings to him makes me just want to rip it off him.

My eyes travel down his back. I can gee all those hard muscles in my mind that I know are hidden under his clothes. I love the way they tipple with power under my fingertips when he is buried deep inside me.

The sound of the door opening rudely pulls me out of my erotic thoughts. I can feel heat creeping up any neck and onto my cheeks as he

walks into the penthouse. Embarrassment makes me drop my head as follow him inside.

When he tosses his keys onto the hall table, I close the door behind me. I glance up at him. He has turned to face me, and the look of anger in his eyes sets something off in me. Before I have time to think about it, I rush to him, push him back up against the little hall table, then pull his mouth down to mine.

Quinn’s body stiffens at first. He even tries to pull away, but I am stubborn and grip his hair to keep him in place. I rub my lips back and forth over his, then bite his lower lip. Just like I want him to, he opens his mouth in shock. I take full advantage of his shock to slip my tongue into his mouth.

The moan that escapes him encourages me. With sensual slow strokes, slide my hands up his chest, then further until I reach his shoulders. I need his jacket off and I need it off now. Urgency speeds my movements as I slide the jacket off his shoulders, then rip it down his arms.

A deep chuckle reverberates through his chest as I deepen our kiss. With his help, I free his arms from the jacket, then toss it onto the floor. I don’t know what came over me next or where the strength came from, but I put my fingers into the gap between the buttons on his shirt and rip it open.

Buttons go flying, but all I am focused on is the feel of his Desh under my palms. All that smooth, hairless flesh over hard muscles. I tear my mouth from his to push his torso back against the wall with one hand. With my palm on his chest to hold him where I want him, I slowly lean forward to flick my tongue across his skin.

I lay a trail of kisses down his chest, his stomach, then I sink to my knees and flick my eyes up at him.

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His voice is thick and husky. The heated look in his eyes fuels the fire in my belly. I want that I

look directed at only me for the rest of our lives. Instead of answering him, I give all my attention to getting his belt unbuckled. When it is free, I pull it out of the belt loops like 1 would a piece of rope,

That is something I have only seen in movies, and much to my surprise, it worked. All I want now it to wrap my hands around that hard erection of his that I can see bulging in front of my face. I undo his pants, then flick my eyes up at him again as I slowly slid his zipper

down…

Quinn’s breath hitches when my fingers close around his shaft. I can’t help but smile to myself before I pull him free of his pants. There is a glistening bead of pre-c**m on the head of his shaft that is begging for my attention

I give all my attention to his erection now, With a flick of my tongue, I lick the glistening drop off the tip of his d***k. Quinn groans as 1 drag my tongue slowly up his thick shaft. When I wrap my lips around him, I feel his body shudder for me.

I haven’t felt this in control of anything in my life. Hearing his moans as I suck and stroke him sends a shuddering as I give him pleasure makes me feel that fire in my belly ignite into something more.

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Something I can’t put a name on. Whatever it is, I like it. I want more of it.

“Oh, f**k,” Quinn moans.

through me. Feeling him

His hands come down to pull me to my feet, but I smack them away. I wrap my hand around his shaft, then look up at him after I pull him “free of my mouth. “I am not done yet.”

The corner of his mouth twitches up, then his hands grip the edge of the hall table. “By all means.”

“Keep your hands right where they are. I am in charge.”

“That is so f**g hot?

His body shudders again as 1 take him back into my mouths. Having him follow my orders makes that tense of control skyrocket. I feel liberated somehow. I have let go of all my inhibitions and let out my inner goddess.

That b**h is front and center, rady to make him beg-

So, I let my baser instincts take over, and soon I am in full control of the situation. Quinn is meaning my name as I stroke him, fondle his halls, and suck his c**k until his breathing becomes erratic. When his hands leave the table to fist into my hair, I let him.

The loud groan that escapes his mouth as his o**m hits gives nie the curatest satisfaction I have had in the last eleven years. After licking my lips clean, 1 stand up and look at his face. There is a sheen of sweat on his face. Desire for me shines from his beautiful eyes as he meets my gaze.

“I don’t know what possessed you just now, but that was just…….

“From the way you moaned my name, I would say it was amazing-

Quinn stands up fully, roughly pulls me against him, then smiles. “It was more than that. My turn is next, but first, let’s go get changed into more comfortable clothes. Then, since I canceled our dinner plans, I will make dinner.”

“You can cook?” I ask in surprise.

“Hey now, just because you haven’t seen me cook yet, doesn’t mean I can’t”

“Fair enough.”

Thirty minutes later, I am seated at the kitchen counter watching Quinn cook. Admittedly, I was surprised he knew his way around the kitchen so well. For some reason, I never imagined he would be interested in cooking. I am happy to be proven wrong.

It is a very s**y side of him.

As he cooks, he tells me how Tori taught both him and Aaron the basics. Then, he blushes as he admits that used to watch a lot of cooking shows on the internet when he had downtime on deployments. This makes me smile.

“How did Victoria react when you told her about Grace?”

Quinn slides a crepe stuffed with mushrooms and Gruyere cheese onto the plate in front of me then adds more batter to the pan. My mouth waters just looking at it. I am starving.

“She was shocked. Then she was angry with you for keeping Grace from me. However, after I talked to her and explained how I felt, she calmed down. I know she will have some questions for you, but please keep in mind that they come from a place of love.”

“Oh, that I remember. She can be fierce when it comes to her boys.”

He slides his crepe onto his plate, turns the burner off, then joins me at the counter. There is a surprised expression on his face when he

glances at me as he sits down. I think he isn’t away that I know that about her.

“We had some girl-talk that afternoon you too me to meet her that summer. She sent you and Aaron to the store. We talked while you two

THO

“Oh really? What did you two talk about?”

“Like I said, girl-talk.” I give him a wink.

Quinn shakes his head at me, then we eat our dinner. I am pleasantly surprised at how good his food is. I can add another skill to the list this amazing man of mine has. Every day, I leam more and more about him and I love it.

After we finish eating, Quinn pots our plates in the sink, then pulls me off my stool. “Come, the next part of date night will help with any sore muscles you have after the accident today.”

Being reminded of the accident nake wince. I hoped we wouldn’t talk about it at all until much later tonight. Now, everything that happened today is back in the forefront of my mind. I can feel my body tense up and all that fear return.

“Hey, don’t go back there. Not yet, at least, We have plenty of time to talk about it later. Clear your mind again.”

“Quinn, it isn’t that easy.”

“Then I will help you. Take my hand, then close your eyes. Trust in me

I take a deep breath, then do as he says. He leads me slowly through the penthouse. I have no idea where he is taking me until he opens a sliding door, and the smell of chlorine hits my nose. We are in the pool.com.

What is this man planning?

*Stay right there for a minute and don’t peek.”

He lets go of my hand. I can hear his bare feet on the tile floor as he walks away. He is gone longer than a minute and the anticipation is

driving me crazy. Just when I am about to c**k one eye open to peek, I hear its footstep again.

“You were going to peek, weren’t you?”

I feel his hands on the hem of my t-shirt.

“Keep your eyes closed and lift your arms.”

He wants me naked, that much I can tell, so I lift my arms to let him pull my shirt over my head. His hands then go straight to the waistband of my yoga pants. I didn’t put panties on when we went to get dressed before dinner.

wn a waste of

I fully planned on getting him naked in the living room and having my way with him on the couch. Panties would have been a time. Now I am glad I didn’t. One less article of clothing for him to remove.

“Oh my, no panties. Good girl. Now give me your hand.”

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I give him a small smile and do as he says. He leads me forward a few feet, then stops. I hear a soft click, then he leads me forward again.

“Open your eyes”

What I see when I open my eyes takes my breath away. The room we are in is lit by candles he set up on a small table against a wall. There are rose petals all over the floor.

“I was going to do this a little differently, but suddenly inspiration struck me. I snagged a few of your roses while you were in the shower and brought them down here. Now, look to your right.”

I follow his gazet

to see a sliding glass door that leads into a small room with wooden walls lined with raised benches. Holy s**t. Quinn his his own in-home sauna. Why am I not surprised?

“This is why you stripped me naked. I am so going to enjoy letting the beat just relax my body.”

“Get in there.

“Are you joining me?”

“I have one more surprise and then I will strip these sweats off to join you.”

After giving him a sly smile then I do as he says, Just as I get comfortable, a song plays through the room’s built-in speakers. I have heard

song on the radio, but until tonight I never thought about the meaning that it can have to me.

this

1 stare at him as he walks into the room and slide the door closed behind him. All those tones muscles on display for my eyes to devour He gets the steam going, then turns back to look at me while Ed Sheer sings.

“You are perfect, Annie. Inside and out.”

“Sex without love is as hollow and ridiculous as love without sex.” Hunter S. Thompson

Author Note

Prepare for some steam my lovelies…