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sucked
hard. Margot cried out. She tried to move her arms but his firm grasp held her
down. She moaned something else in French that had his balls pulling up tight,
she was fucking sexy as all hell when she spoke French in that husky bedroom
voice of hers. She sure as hell wasn’t irritating him now.
     
    After torturing her nipples to the point that she was
begging, Quinn decided it was time to give her more. He stripped her of her
clothes before getting rid of his own. He stopped for a moment just to look at
her. She was breathtaking. She was soft and rounded in all the right places
even though she was still thin. She wasn’t disgustingly thin, thank god. Her
skin was flawless, smooth and soft, the hair between her legs was trimmed short
and neat. It was kind of porn-star-ish. He liked it.    
     
    Margot’s dark hair fanned out around her head on the pillow.
Her arms were lying above her head, just as he left them. She was biting her
bottom lip and squirming. Her eyes roamed all over his naked body, taking in
every inch. Quinn’s whole body was on fire just from her appraisal.
     
    “Please, Quinn. I need you,” she panted, her accent a bit thicker
than normal.
     
    Quinn almost came right then and there. He leaned over the
bed and grabbed his wallet out of his jeans. He always kept a condom in there,
just in case. He pulled it out, tore it open, and rolled it on, all while
moving back between her legs and leaning over her. He held her wrists again as
he used his other hand to dip between her legs. He kissed her languidly as he
slipped a finger inside of her. A strangled cry escaped her. Quinn pulled his
finger out and slid it up to her clit. Margot whimpered when he started tracing
circles around her clit.
     
    “Quinn,” she pleaded, arching under him.
     
    Quinn obliged her. He used the hand torturing her clit to
position himself at her core. “Is this what you want?” he murmured against her
lips.
     
    “Oui! Yes! Please!”
     
    Quinn slowly pushed into her and her breath caught. He used
his free hand to grab the back of her thigh and hike her leg up a little higher.
He was shaking from the intensity of how good Margot felt...she felt so fucking
good. Once fully sheathed, Quinn pulled back and thrust forward a bit faster
and more forceful than before. She cried out and dug her head back into the
pillow. Quinn eventually found a rhythm that was good for both of them.
     
    He released her wrists but threaded his fingers in hers. He
dropped down so that his body was actually touching hers - a first for him. He
usually kept a little space between him and his bed partner. With Margot
though, he found himself wanting to touch her. He may not be completely
comfortable with letting her touch him yet, but maybe eventually. Shit, he
didn’t know. This was all new to him. He didn’t understand what it was about
her, but touching her felt right. It rather freaked him the hell out.
     
    Quinn’s mouth hovered over Margot’s as he thrust into her.
Her eyes closed and her lips parted. Her beautiful face flushed and she panted
hard. Something shifted in Quinn as he stared down at her. Something that he
didn’t want to think about or even acknowledge. He pushed all thoughts aside so
he could focus on the exquisite feeling that was Margot. Her body started to
coil tighter and he knew she was getting close.
     
    “Look at me, Margot. I want to see your eyes when you come,”
Quinn whispered huskily.
     
    Margot dragged her eyes open to peer into his. Her breath
hitched and her hands squeezed his tighter. He could see that she was
struggling to keep her eyes open. She murmured something in French then let out
a strangled cry. He felt her body seize around him. Quinn couldn’t look away
from her even if he wanted to. She was magnificent in her ecstasy. He had never
seen anything like it. Quinn was lost in her. He dropped his mouth to hers,
kissing her hard as he came like never before. His whole body shuttered