Quinn (The Beck Brothers #3) Read Online Free PDF

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twitched as he cried out against her mouth. He swore he has never made so much
noise during sex before. Reality came crashing down on him a few moments later. Holy shit! He just
had sex with Margot!
     
     
     
     
    Chapter 3
     
    Margot laid there panting as Quinn rolled off her. He
flipped over onto his back with a groan. Did Margot seriously just have sex
with Quinn? Had she really been the one to come onto him ? She knew she wanted him and being drunk just made it
worse. He looked so sexy sitting against the headboard that Margot just
couldn’t help herself. Did that make her a whore? Whatever, what woman wouldn’t want to
have sex with Quinn? A blind one maybe .
     
    “Did we seriously just do that?” Quinn rumbled next to her.
     
    Margot rolled onto her side to face him, tucking her hands
under her face. He was staring at the ceiling, one hand resting on his chest,
the other tossed over his head. “Oui,” Margot answered quietly.
     
    “I thought so,” he murmured and nodded.
     
    “It was wonderful. You definitely know what you are doing.”
Margot smirked. She went to slide her hand over his chest but then remembered
his earlier words, ‘You can’t touch me.’
     
    Quinn chuckled low then turned his head to look at her. His
brown eyes were heavy lidded and his cheeks were flushed slightly. His lips
were darker and plumper than normal, most likely from all the kissing they did.
He looked stunning in post coital bliss.
     
    “Can I ask why I had to refrain from touching you?” Margot
asked softly.
     
    Quinn’s small smile fell and he turned his head away to
stare back at the ceiling. He remained quiet for so long that she again thought
he was not going to answer her question.
     
    “I have this...thing...about people touching me. I
don’t...it’s hard to explain,” he rasped.
     
    She frowned. “But I was touching you when we were walking
back here, and I have touched you many times at the office.”
     
    He sighed. “I may not like it, but can handle little touches
here and there. When we were walking...I was more holding you up. You were just
hanging on for balance. At least, that’s how I justify it in my head.”
     
    “Have you always been this way?” she asked quietly.
     
    “For most of my life, yes,” he replied.
     
    Margot’s mind worked. Something had to have happen to him to
make him this way. Touching was something that humans naturally craved and
sought out. It wasn’t normal for one to shy away from touch.  
     
    “Are there certain places that you do not like to be touched
or is it all over?”
     
    “All over,” Quinn said tightly.
     
    “You do not share this with many people, do you?” she asked
gently. She could tell he was struggling to answer her questions. She was
positive he just wanted to remain quiet like he usually did.
     
    Quinn shook his head.
     
    “What have all the other women you have been with thought?”
     
    He snorted then smiled. “They all thought I was into
bondage.”
     
      Margot couldn’t
stop the giggle that bubbled out of her. Quinn into bondage? That was funny. Quinn turned his head to look at
her again. He looked hesitant and a bit self-conscious. It broke her heart.
     
    “I didn’t hurt your wrists, did I?” Quinn frowned.
     
    She looked at him as if he was crazy. “Non! Definitely not!”
     
    He swallowed hard and nodded. “Good.”
     
    “Thank you for answering my question,” Margot said
sincerely.
     
    Quinn pursed his lips and nodded without looking at her.
     
    Silence fell between them. After a minute, Quinn got up and
walked into the bathroom naked, and Margot watched him. He had a beautiful
derrière. She loved the way he walked, too; he just had a sexy, laid-back kind
of gait that looked even better when he was naked. Margot slipped off the bed
so that she could turn down the comforter and slip under the sheet. She snuggled
down into the pillow and waited for Quinn to come back. She heard the toilet
flush and