Saint (A Dark Mafia Romance)(114)

“Well the sooner you get your fucking hands off of me, the sooner I’ll be all too happy for it to!”

She tries to yank her hands away from me but I hold her fast, the heat and the naked tension almost palatable in the air between us. “Goddamnit, Quinn! Will you just fucking listen to me for one fucking second! I’m trying to tell you tha-”

“Oh, save me, Logan,” Quinn cuts me off, rolling her eyes. “What is this, the part where you give me some sort of bullshit line about how you can’t get me out of my head?” She shakes her head in disgust. “Well it’s not going to-”

“If I can’t get you out of my head it’s because you’re the only fucking thing I want in my head!”

The hallway goes pin-drop silent but for the sounds of our breathing. Her eyes dance across mine in wild tango, her chest rising and falling quickly with the pounding of her pulse that I can feel in her wrists beneath my fingers. And I know if we say one more thing at all, the fire that’s barely being held back will engulf us both, and burn until there’s nothing left but her and I in this singular moment.

Her lips part, and as the word comes whispering from her lips, it’s all over. “Logan-”

My mouth crashes against hers, and she’s whimpering as she kisses me fiercely, her tongue eagerly sliding between my lips as I grab her ass and haul her into my arms.

I practically tear the sliding door off its track as we come crashing into my loft, her legs wrapped around my waist and her mouth attacking my neck. My hands are grabbing that sweet, tight and curvy ass of hers as I kick the door shut behind us and walk straight towards the only piece of furniture in the whole apartment. I toss her down onto the bed as we’re yanking our clothes off, barely able to tear our eyes away from each other. She skims off her shorts, letting me see all of her since we left her torn panties wherever I tossed them back at the hotel pool. I let my jeans drop and my cock spring out, I love the look of need in her eyes as she licks her lips when her eyes drop hungrily to my erection. It’s a move that would look outright slutty on any other girl in the world, but the way it looks on her just makes my pulse thud like a fucking jackhammer.

“On your fucking knees, darlin. Now.” I growl at her, wrapping my hand around my cock and stepping towards the bed where she’s sprawled out.

“Anyone ever tell you you’re kind of a bossy fucking asshole?” She raises an eyebrow at me as a grin teases her lips.

“Anyone ever tell you you’ve got a dirty mouth, Doc?”

Her grin curls, looking downright wicked. “Oh you have no idea how dirty my mouth can get.”

Dear Lord, take me now.

She giggles at the look of shock I can’t even try to hide on my face at her words. “Actually, I don't think you could even handle it.”

She smirks again at my stunned silence. This girl is incredible.

Before I can even come up with something snarky to say, she’s flipped around and sliding off the edge of the bed onto her knees. She’s looking up at me, her legs spread as she kneels on the floor, and I would literally give every cent I own for a camera right at this moment. She opens her mouth as she looks up at me, slowly sticking her tongue out and barely grazing the head of my cock with it.

Yeah, she’s right. There’s no fucking way I’m going to handle this.

Her eyes flash at me, and almost in slow motion, she’s slipping forward and wrapping those perfect, plump lips around my cock. Her mouth is amazing, and her tongue is like silk, and I’m slipping my fingers into her dark auburn hair and holding her to me. She’s slow and deliberate, her hands on my thighs and using just those lips and that wild tongue to bring me closer and closer to the edge, until I’m practically gasping for a breath of air as I pull her off of me.

She looks up at me with soft, pouty eyes, and it’s the sexiest look of disappointment in the history of the world. “Why’d you stop me?”

“Because I was about to fill that mouth with cum, that’s why.” I growl out.

I turn to look for a condom when I feel her fingers wrap around my length, and when I turn back round, she’s grinning wickedly up at me. “Good.” I groan as she sucks me back in, and it’s barely a minute later before I’m gasping out her name as I grab her by the hair and explode white heat into her mouth.

I’m seeing spots, trying to stop my bullet-train of a pulse from exploding out of my chest when she stands and grins at me. She gives me a saucy looking raise of her brow before she turns around and slowly bends over across the bed on her hands and knees. She turns to look coyly at me over her shoulder. “Now what was that about me being on my knees?”