Page 48 of The Commander

I up the ante. One, then two fingers press inside her.

She cries out, tossing her head to the side. “Oh, Noah. Jesus. Christ.”

Grinning briefly, I press my other thumb to her clit, fuck her with my other hand and flick my tongue around her pussy. Quinn reacts beautifully, clenching my fingers, shuddering with desire.

I wish I’d undressed her completely, so I could see her tits, see all of her laid out for me, but nothing in this world could stop me as I finally enjoy every inch of her sweet sex.

Between my legs, my cock throbs, eager to have his turn, but he might have to wait. After everything we’ve been through to get to this point, once Quinn orgasms, I don’t know how she will react. She’ll either climb onto my lap and demand I fuck her...or she will freak out.

Until then, I plan to enjoy every microsecond of this submission and the taste of her as her juices coat my lips and fingers.

“That’s it, sweetheart; feel me fucking your pussy.”

“Noah, Jesus.”

“You want three fingers?”

“No. Yes. No.”

I add another one, pleased she can take it. It will serve her well when I finally impale her on my thick cock. If she thinks I’m not big, she’s got a surprise coming.

Leaning down further, I tease my tongue around her entrance, swallowing down her juices.

She’s everything I knew she’d be.

“Oh, God, ohhh,” Quinn cries, pulling a pillow over her face.

Fuck that.

I rip it away.

“I want to see you come,” I growl, and her eyes open.

That’s it.

That’s all it takes.

Her eyes flare with powerful, all-consuming pleasure. My cock surges in response, demanding to claim her, and she clamps around my fingers greedily.

Eyes locked, I lick her clit fast and furiously. Suddenly she screams, head falling back on the sheets, and her pussy arches up into my mouth, taking everything I’m offering.

Licking wildly, I slam my fingers into her and watch with wonder as the powerful orgasm crashes through her. She’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

Her hair strewn across the pillow, eyelashes fluttering, her nipples piercing the fabric of her top. She’s all woman, and that’s something she often tries to hide. But she never has from me.

As the trembling slows, I remove my fingers and glide them into my mouth, drinking down the last of her. Lowering her hips to the bed, I wipe my mouth on my shoulder and climb back over her as a couple of aftershocks have her shuddering. Her cheeks are red, her eyes fluttering like a contented kitten.

“Are you still with me?”

Quinn’s arm loops around my neck and gently pulls me down to kiss her.

Fuck, there’s no turning back now. I hope she realizes that. I’m falling even harder for this woman. Quinn Parker is it for me. I’ve fallen hard, and there’s no exit plan.

She wants me.

She wants me the same way I want her. Completely and utterly. So how do I show her it’s possible? What will it take to make Quinn choose me despite everything else?

What can I do to be enough?