I groaned and thrust back against his face. At another time, with another lover, I would have restrained my actions, would have bit back my uninhibited moans, but Mark didn’t give me that option. Broad palms held me open, and he licked and stabbed and penetrated. He hurled me into the maelstrom of sensation, and I was lost in the glory and wonder of it.
“I’m…Mark, I’m going to….”
“I know, Quinn. I’ll bet that fat French f**k never made you feel like this.”
Before I could respond one way or another, he turned me around and slid his arms under my thighs, not only raising me but opening me, and when he plunged into me, I completely forgot what I was going to say.
Instead, I wrapped my legs around this waist and held on.
“I’ve got you.” He cupped my face in his hands and tipped it up. His
