Chapter 27
27
Q uinn opened the door for Hanna, and she stepped into his home. It was beautiful and had a masculine feel to it. Lots of brick and dark wood and leather. He closed and locked the door behind them, then set her bag on the floor near the door. He took her hand in his and led her to the first room past the kitchen.
"This is my office. I want to show you this."
He sat in the large leather chair behind the desk and shook his computer mouse. The monitor came to life. He entered his password, then clicked on a little blue icon.
"This is my security system."
A bunch of little squares populated the screen, each with a scene around the outside of his house.
"If someone breaks the plane of the cameras at the end of the driveway," he pointed to the square that showed the driveway, "I get a message on my phone, and the computer in here chimes, and the camera begins recording."
He pointed to the front door camera, the back door camera, and the Florida room camera. "All exits and entrances are covered. Plus, these additional cameras are monitoring the yard in the back and the fields."
She swallowed the lump in her throat as she looked at the cameras. It sure seemed secure.
"Are you paranoid?"
He laughed from deep in his belly. "I suppose it looks like it. But no. It's just that we had some trouble in town last year when an outlaw biker gang rolled in. So I installed these cameras for Sid and Grace, Jace, and myself. That gang was raising all kinds of hell and were especially targeting Sid and Grace because Sid refused to work on their bikes."
"Oh, wow. I hadn't heard about that."
"I'm surprised your parents didn't mention it. They targeted several businesses in town. Everyone was on high alert."
"How did you get rid of them?"
He turned his chair toward her and pulled her down on his lap. She wrapped her right arm around his shoulders and settled in. She liked sitting on his lap. The aroma of his aftershave surrounded her and the warmth of being pressed to him was comforting. She felt secure.
"Grace read up on the municipal code of conduct. She then wrote an amendment to the code of conduct to allow police to restrict troublemakers from creating havoc. Before that, until they actually broke a law, and the police had evidence, not much could be done. To get the emergency meeting, she needed enough signatures on a petition to ask for the meeting. Jace held a concert at the Sandbar, Hart & the Hurricanes played, and we asked everyone present to sign the petition for the emergency meeting. It was beautiful."
"Wow. That's fantastic. I can't wait to meet Grace. "
He nodded and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. "I think we should call them and ask them to join us for dinner tomorrow. They're planning their wedding, so perhaps a break will be nice. Wanna be my date?"
She chuckled. "Sure. That will be our first big coming-out date. Jaws will be wagging."
He laughed and pulled her closer. "I can't wait."
She leaned in and kissed his lips. Softly. His were instantly eager for more and their kiss deepened quickly. His arms tightened around her and she enjoyed the feeling.
She pulled back. “Can I ask you a personal question?”
“Of course.”
She took a deep breath. “Tisha said she stayed home and raised the kids, and then her ex-husband, who I now know is you, threw her out like garbage. Would you tell me why you two divorced?”
He sat back and stared into her eyes. His smile came easily, and he seemed rather happy to share his side of the story.
“Tisha and I divorced because she is never happy. Every time the house is remodeled, she wants it done again. Every time one of her friends adds a new piece of furniture, Tisha has to have better. It has been going on for years. The last ten years of our marriage were not a happy time. We argued. We fought. She threatened divorce or public disgrace or you-name-it. She was going to do it unless she got her way. I finally got to the point that I couldn’t take it anymore. So, I packed up, moved out, and filed for divorce. And as per her usual, she didn’t make that easy either. ”
Hanna nodded. “Thank you for sharing that with me. It isn’t how she made it sound.”
“I don’t doubt it at all. And for the record, her father is a businessman and she could easily work for him. She doesn’t want to work because it won’t look good to her friends, who do not work.”
Hanna looked into his eyes. She smiled softly, then lay her hand against his cheek. “I’m sorry for bringing it up. I just wanted to make sure. You know, after my experience…”
He turned his head and kissed her hand then faced her. “I understand.”
His hand slid under her blouse and found her breasts. He enjoyed squeezing and massaging first one, then the other. He lifted her bra and the feel of his work-roughened hand on her tender breasts was exciting. He played with her breasts, squeezing and fondling her until she wanted to rip off his clothes and feel all of his skin. She was so turned on just by his touch. His kisses were magnificent. His lips felt incredible against hers.
His hand left her breasts and slid under her knees. He quickly stood, cradling her in his arms, and without a word he carried her to the living room, through the kitchen, and out a back door.
In the Florida room, there were windows looking out over his property, a comfortable sectional sofa, and a fireplace, which honestly was not needed tonight. He set her on her feet, flipped a switch to turn on the ceiling fan then came back to her.
His fingers slowly began to unbutton her blouse, but she covered her hands with his. "Won't someone see us?"
He grinned, then spun her around and stood closely behind her. So close, in fact, she could feel the rigidness of his cock pressed into her butt.
He dipped his head down so his lips were close to her ear. He licked the shell of her ear first, then softly said, "What do you see out there?"
Her eyes focused out the windows at a field. "I see a wooden fence painted black, and a small garden with tomato plants and squash. Beyond the fence, I see a couple of horses grazing in another field."
"Do you think the horses are going to watch us make love?"
She chuckled. "No."
His lips kissed down her jaw and along her neck to her shoulder. He repeated his soft kisses, and she closed her eyes to absorb the sensual feel of him.
Thunder rolled across the sky, a bolt of lightning lit the room briefly, and rain began to fall outside. It added something to the moment. The thickening air created a sultry ambiance in the room.
Once his lips met her ear, he whispered softly, "I want you so bad, Hanna. I crave you."
Those words did things to her body that nothing in the world had ever done. It was as if an electric current sizzled around her body, touching every nerve ending. Wetness pooled between her legs and her knees shook slightly.
"I want you too, Quinn."
His fingers reached around her body and continued to unbutton her blouse. He slowly pulled her blouse over her shoulders and tossed it onto the small table in front of the sectional. She felt his fingers brush up her bare back and within a second, her bra strap snapped open and his hands eagerly divested her of her bra .
The warm sultry air in this room and the ceiling fan blowing softly on her body made her nipples pebble tightly and Quinn's strong sure fingers unbuttoned and unzipped her slacks. As soon as her slacks were opened, his fingers slid inside her pants, under her panties, and found the most perfect spot to touch her.
Her hips pushed forward into his fingers, and she wanted more. Now.
"Quinn."
He kissed her ear again, slid his hand from her pants, and spun her around once more so she was now facing him. He quickly pulled his shirt over his head, undid his pants, and slid them off while she watched him.
He was magnificent. His rigid cock strained toward her. His tanned body was toned, and his chest was peppered with just the perfect amount of dark and silver hair, which she found incredibly sexy. Her fingers dove into his chest hair, enjoying the feel of the curls against her skin. While she explored his body, he pushed her slacks and panties over her hips and let them fall.
Her fingers slid down his chest and her hand wrapped around his hardened cock, which made his breathing come in spurts.
He pushed into her hand back and forth a few times until the pre-cum glistened on top. She swiped her thumb over the pre-cum and smeared it over his cock, and she heard his breath hitch.
She stepped out of her slacks, pooled at her feet, and he swiftly picked her up and carried her to the sectional. He sat with her on his lap, then twisted and lay on his back.
"Ride me."
Her breath hitched, and the rawness of this moment would always be carved into her brain because it was, without a doubt, the sexiest moment in her entire life.
She lifted herself over him, her knees on either side of his hips. She reached down and slid her hand up and down his cock a few times, then positioned the head of it at her entrance. She pushed down slightly, enough to insert the head of his cock into her, then she lay both of her hands on his chest and stared into his eyes.
His were dark and so intensely focused on her that she paused a moment. As they stared at each other, she slowly lowered herself onto him. A feeling she'd never, ever forget. She couldn't look away from his eyes as they bore into hers, and once she was seated fully, she wiggled herself around on him, then slowly lifted. She continued slowly until her own body betrayed her and demanded more.
Quinn's hands alternated between her breasts and her hips, sometimes holding her hips tightly to his body as she sat on him, to her bouncing breasts as her pace increased.
Their skin glistened with sweat as their exertion increased. Her hair stuck to the sides of her face as she rode him. She rode him hard.
She felt that first wave of need slide up her body, and she knew her climax was roaring to the end. Every nerve seemed to be on fire. Every hair seemed to stand on end. Her hearing dulled and her vision dimmed until all she could see was a pair of sexy dark brown eyes staring into hers as that white-hot pain turned to pleasure and she gasped her release as she said his name. "Quinn."
His hands gripped her hips and held her in place as he pushed tightly into her two more times and growled out her name. "Hanna."