Free Quinn II (Undaunted Men #2) by J.C. Cliff

slick core, and then slams back inside me, hard and fast. He pounds so deep within me I can feel the tip of his cock reaching farther than he ever has. It’s pain mixed with pleasure. He grips my hip tighter, digging his fingers into my flesh as he relentlessly takes what he wants. He’s literally fucking me like an animal, raw and primal, and yet it's so beautiful.  
    Once I acclimate to his deep penetration and rhythm, I begin to meet him thrust for hungry thrust. His body slaps against mine, the water magnifying the erotic sounds of two lovers becoming one.
    He slows down for a moment, and then I feel a bar of soap run up and down along the crack of my ass and I tense. “Shh, Sweetheart, trust me.”  
    His fingers are now slick as he slides them over my forbidden hole. He lingers there, teasing me open, before he penetrates past the tight muscle. His finger slips inside me. I gasp at the new sensation.
    “Just let go and feel, Lexi,” he rasps from behind. “Let me into this sweet ass of yours.” My belly flutters, and I give in, handing myself over to Quinn. My body takes over, uninhibited now, and I sway my hips, moving them in a sultry dance against his finger and cock.
    “Shit, that’s sexy.” His words spur me on, and I let myself fly free. His finger dips in and swirls around my tight channel as he undulates his hips. My vocal cords are strained. I can only manage to moan incoherent words.  
    “You like my finger in your ass, Lexi?” His deep, husky voice washes over me. I respond by clenching my muscles tightly around his shaft and he curses. “Are you mine, Angel? Say it,” he urges.  
    “Yes!” I cry out. “Yes, I’m yours, Quinn.”  
    He pushes his finger in a little farther, the fullness and pressure filling me is a totally new sensation. His cock rubs a sweet spot deep inside, and I moan aloud. “That’s right,” he encourages as he thrusts his hips. “You’re mine.”
    My tits bounce, swaying back and forth as he pounds into me with force from behind. I don’t know how he manages, but he keeps a rhythm between his finger and his hard shaft that is to die for, and when he places the vibrator back against my clit, I go wild. Every inhibition I’ve ever had about sex is gone in this moment.  
    The vibrator dances over my clit in gentle, small circles, and my legs begin to shake. A light, tingling sensation takes over my entire body. With each thrust of his cock, he takes me to the next intense, escalated level as my body prepares for a tsunami.  
    “You're so wet everywhere,” he hisses.
    I can barely hear myself scream out his name as I erupt into a euphoric crescendo. With the vibrator still held against my tender clit, his finger in my ass while his cock still hammers into me, I’m kept in a continual spasm of ecstasy.  
    “Get ready, baby,” he breathily whispers. “I’m gonna come.” At this deep angle, I can feel the moment he erupts, filling me with his warm seed. I relish every drop this man has to give me. He makes me feel things no one else has, both mentally and physically.  
    I don’t see how I could’ve ever left this beautiful man – not now, not ever. I’ve been pulled under a riptide of emotions, and I can’t even begin to sort my feelings out.  
    As I come down from my high, his previous profession of falling in love with me circles in my thoughts. I’m amazed how he fights for us at every turn, and he’s right; our connection can’t be denied.  

We’re walking hand-in-hand, heading to the endpoint of our journey. “I’m going to kind of miss the great outdoors,” Quinn comments as we hike side-by-side. “I know Kimber will.”
    I look up at him and smile. “It’s been an adventure, to say the least, but I for one, will be happy to have a restaurant-prepared meal for a change and a hot shower every day.”
    He raises a brow at me and grins. “C’mon, my cooking wasn’t that bad.”
    “Except for the rattlesnake, you did good for an