Total pages in book: 30
Estimated words: 28472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 28472 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 142(@200wpm)___ 114(@250wpm)___ 95(@300wpm)
Quinn’s mouth breaks from mine with a cry. “Leo, I don’t know…this is too…please.” Her fingers wrap around my wrist to pull at me while her hips drive up to meet my thrusts.
“It’s okay, kitten. Let go. Just trust me and let go.” I feather kisses over her forehead, along her cheek, making sure my frame still covers her protectively. “It’s just you and me.”
I move my hand with surety, diving deep inside her drenched folds. When I get inside of her, I’m not going to last.
Right when I feel her body tighten, I cover her mouth with my hand. She comes with a burst of cries that I muffle, her body jerking and her cream flooding my other hand. I keep my fingers moving inside her virginal channel, stroking her until her tremors subside. Only when her breath is semi-normal do I allow myself to slide onto my back and release her mouth.
“I’m going to lie here with you until you fall asleep and then I’ll move the beds back apart because if I wake up with you in my arms, I’ll forget we’re in a tent filled with cameras and do something neither of us want the entire public to see.”
“I’d argue with you, but I don’t have much in my head right now. I’m drained.”
“In a good way.”
“Yeah.” She gives a soft laugh. Her puffs of breath land on my chest like a caress. “I don’t think I can even keep my eyes open. Do orgasms come with a sleeping pill? I thought endorphins were supposed to make you euphoric.”
I give her pussy a light slap. “You telling me I didn’t take you to heaven?”
“No, you did. I guess the trip there and back tired me out.” She yawns hugely.
I watch as her heavy lids close and her breath evens out. Her warm body is curled into me, and I don’t want to leave it. My eyes go to the camera in the corner. Tomorrow I’m taking that damned thing out.
CHAPTER 14
QUINN
I wake to an empty room. Leo’s bed has been pushed back away from mine. The blankets are still ruffled. The night before comes rushing back to me. I pull the blanket over my head, knowing that cameras are capturing every second of this. I’m not sure that me waking up would be footage worth using, but it’s still weird to think someone could be watching me right this second. It’s something I have to continuously remind myself of.
I run my tongue across my lips, remembering the kiss Leo gave me. The orgasm was mind-blowing. All of it was. It made me forget about the cameras for a second. Thankfully, Leo had more of his wits about him. That last drink probably wasn’t my greatest idea. Not because I didn’t want what we did last night, but I’d forgotten where I was for a moment. That the entire world was watching.
Leo managed to pull the sheet over us at least while whispering in my ear. He’d even covered my mouth with his hand as he made me come to try and muffle the sounds. Heat rushes to my face. I don’t regret it. Not one second of it. Will he? Is it going to be awkward between us this morning? Doubt and questions start to fill my mind.
“They aren’t going to let you hide under there forever.” I pull the blanket back down to see Leo standing at the end of the bed with a tray in his hands. How does he always manage to look handsome? I bet I’m a hot mess. “Got you some food.” He sets it down next to me. “How’s your head? I don’t think you were drunk, but maybe a bit tipsy.” He comes around to the side of the bed. I didn’t think he could get any more handsome, but I was wrong.
“It’s actually good.” Leo leans down and drops a quick kiss on my mouth before going back over to his bed to sit down. “This is sweet of you.” I pick up the orange juice and take a sip. I guess he’s not having doubts. “Anyone else up?”
“Yeah.” He lets out a sigh, letting me know he’s not happy about it.
“Not a people person?” I laugh.
“I guess not. Especially when some of those people are trying to get my woman’s attention.”
“Your woman?” A small laugh bubbles from me. I swear Leo’s cheeks pinken a touch. Maybe it was a slip of the tongue.
“Yeah.”
“You’re my favorite,” I tease.
“Does that mean you have an order? From favorite to least? Who’s below me?” I laugh harder at his question. He stares, his eyebrows furrowed together, waiting for an answer. I can see the flick of jealousy in his eyes. I should in no way enjoy it, but it goes a long way to help with my own. At least we’re both on the same page.