any other woman who compared to Boston’s striking beauty and irrepressible spirit. No one came to mind. She mystified him. Knowing she wanted nothing more from him than another night of splendor they could provide for each other tormented him. He, who had been too busy managing the 4C alone, wanted Boston to need him to the same degree that he’d come to need her….
His thoughts fizzled out when her curly hair glided over his laboring chest like a provocative caress. She skimmed her warm mouth over the length of his hard shaft and he groaned in unholy torment. When she took him into her mouth and measured him with her tongue and teeth Quin swore she was going to kill him with pleasure—and he wasn’t going to protest.
His lungs practically collapsed when he tried to drag in a shaky breath. His heart hammered hard enough in his chest to crack ribs. She shattered his self-control and made him a willing slave to each lingering touch of her hands and lips—and he loved every minute of it.
Quin swore she had dragged him to the crumbling edge and he was on the verge of a mindless fall into rapturous oblivion. But then she pulled him back to seduce him again—one intimate kiss and caress at a time—and he moaned achingly.
It was unsettling to have one’s emotions strung out like laundry on a clothesline for someone else to see. But Boston laid his body and soul bare and he suddenly didn’t care about anything except being with her….
Indescribable sensations sizzled through him and a wild burst of pleasure crashed over him like a wave, towing him into an undercurrent of passion so wide and deep he couldn’t find his way back to the surface.
“Enough,” he croaked, surprised he could speak at all. “You’re killing me, Boston. I need you…now.”
She raised her head where she lay between his legs and smiled impishly. “You don’t need me enough yet, Cahill.”
When she glided her hands up and down his throbbing length, then nibbled at him again, Quin swore he was going to explode. He couldn’t endure another moment of this intense pleasure without shattering in a million pieces. He rolled sideways, taking Boston to her back. Only then could he drag in a restorative breath and grasp the flying reins of his self-restraint.
“You are going to pay for that, vixen,” he promised wickedly. “We’ll see when enough is enough….”
Adrianna sorely wished she hadn’t tormented Quin with erotic seduction because he turned it back upon her. Yet, she had been fascinated by the power she seemed to hold over him. She delighted in the husky sounds of his pleasure and savored the feel of his masculine body tensing, then melting, beneath her intimate touch.
Her thoughts scattered like ashes in a storm when Quin worked his way down her body one inch at a time. Each kiss, each caress, was an aphrodisiac that left her head spinning like a windmill and her body quivering with inexpressible sensations that burned her alive. Even when she swore she couldn’t survive another moment of the fiery pleasure, her body cried out for more of the soul-shattering ecstasy bursting inside her.
Then he pressed his mouth against her in the most intimate of kisses and tasted her desire for him. Spasms of passion uncoiled inside her, consuming her very being. Desperate, she grabbed Quin by the hair and pulled him upward. She wrapped her hand around his rigid length and guided him exactly to her. Then she looked up to see those mercury-colored eyes shimmering in the moonlight and she knew she was gazing into the face of the man she loved. She must love him because the feeling of his powerful body surging into hers made her feel whole, alive and content.
He angled his ruffled head to kiss her as he plunged deeper and Adrianna knew he had taken her body, heart and soul into his possession….
And she was going to leave him in the morning and pretend tonight was only about lust because that’s the way Quin Cahill wanted it. The 4C came first and foremost and he indulged in passionate trysts when it was convenient.
“Adrianna—” Her name tumbled off his tongue in a husky drawl and she arched helplessly against him, giving all she was and demanding all he had to give.
He shuddered against her and she clamped her arms around his shoulders and her legs around his muscled hips. She held on tightly because her world was tumbling