Chapter 38 Punishment

• Quinn's scent, a heady mix of arousal and the subtle floral perfume she favored, overwhelmed my senses as I lowered my head and ripped the panties from her body. I'd buy her new ones. Spreading her thighs wide, I gazed at her pretty pink folds, glistening like dew on the rose petals in my garden in the morning. I licked my lips at the picture of wanton abandon she made. All for me. Only weeks ago, she would have been blushing and trying to hide from me. Not any more. Now she was mine.
• I rested her knees on my shoulders before diving in. I tasted her, my tongue laving over her folds, taking my time to savor every drop, search out every silky inch of her. The soft gasps escaping her lips, the way her fingers tangled in my hair, urging me closer – it was all intoxicating.
• Her taste, sweet and musky, ignited a fire in my gut, making my shaft harden and beg for release. I delved deeper, my tongue probing her channel, teasing, lapping up the juices she was making just for me. Her hips bucked and I pushed against her belly with one hand, pinning her down, controlling her movements.