Chapter 24
“ T ired?” Quinn asked, leaning down to kiss her forehead as she closed her eyes and nearly sighed.
She didn’t want the night to end.
Not yet.
She wanted to savor this one perfect night when he was hers for a little while longer.
“No,” Dylan murmured sleepily, making him chuckle as he reluctantly stopped moving her around the dance floor and took her hand in his, entwining their fingers and gave it a gentle tug that had her reluctantly following across the room to the hotel lobby.
“Where are we going?” she asked when he walked past the doors that would take them to the parking lot and led her to the bank of elevators in front of them.
“It’s a surprise,” Quinn said, moving to press the elevator call button only to lean down and kiss her almost as though he couldn’t quite help himself.
He’d been doing that all night, touching her, holding her hand, or just wrapping his arms around her as he kissed her, leaving her to wonder if it was all for the deal or if it was possible that he wanted more.
Without another word, he gave her hand a gentle tug that had her following him onto the elevator a moment later only to moan softly when he pulled her into his arms and kissed her while the elevator slid shut behind them.
He took time kissing her, brushing lips against hers in achingly sweet kisses that left her helpless to tell him the one thing that she’d been struggling to keep to herself for the past two months.
“I love you, Quinn,” Dylan whispered against his lips only to swallow hard when he broke the kiss off to look at her, his expression softened as she waited for him to remind her that this was just a deal and-
“I love you, too,” Quinn said, leaning down to brush his lips against hers. “More than anything.”
She opened her mouth only to close it when he whispered, “Close your eyes.”
Releasing a shaky breath, she closed her eyes and stood there for another moment before she heard the elevator doors slide open and felt the gentle tug that had her moving, allowing Quinn to lead her off the elevator.
A moment later, they came to a stop as the sounds of a locking beeping had her swallowing hard before they were moving again and-
“Open your eyes,” Quinn said as he released her hand so that he could pull her back against him and wrap her arms around her.
Not sure what to expect, Dylan opened her eyes only to forget how to breathe as she took in the incredibly beautiful suite from the fireplace next to the garden tub to the king-sized bed illuminated in candlelight.
“When did you do this?” Dylan asked as she took in the white rose petals sprinkled on the bed, the champagne glasses filled with chocolates and the candles spread throughout the room.
“When you were busy helping yourself to my Lucan’s food,” Quinn said, kissing the back of her neck as he reached up and pushed the thin dress straps off her shoulders.
“He really needs to learn how to eat faster,” Dylan said only to moan softly when she felt his lips press against her shoulder.
“Yes, he does,” Quinn murmured softly as he pushed the straps down her arms before reaching between their bodies and slowly pulled the zipper that was holding her dress up, down.
“Did I tell you how beautiful you look tonight?” he asked, kissing the side of her neck as he pushed her dress down, leaving her in a pair of black panties.
“No,” Dylan said, unable to help but moan when one of his hands covered her breast while the other one slid beneath her panties so that he could tease her.
“What were you and Brooke talking about earlier?” he asked, kissing the side of her neck as he took his time, tracing her slit with his fingertip.
“Blackwood Manor,” Dylan said, closing her eyes as she dropped her head back against his shoulder as the hand covering her breast gently squeezed her breast before focusing on her nipple that was sensitive since she became pregnant.
“What about it?” Quinn asked, sliding his finger between her lips and-
“Oh, God…”
-made it really difficult to think as he teased her clit, gently rubbing it in that way that he knew drove her crazy.
“She wanted to know if I regretted giving it to you,” Dylan said as he slowly worked his fingertip over her.
“Do you?” Quinn asked, kissing a trail to her jaw.
“No,” she said with absolutely no hesitation.
“You haven’t seen it yet,” he pointed out.
“I don’t have to,” Dylan said because she knew without a doubt that he was meant to bring Blackwood Manor back to life. Over the years, she’d watched him work and knew just how much care he put into everything that he did.
“Come here,” he whispered, pressing one last kiss against her jaw before he took her hand and led her past the tub and bed to the oversized chair placed against the wall. He gave her hand a gentle squeeze before he let it go and sat down in the chair.
“Turn around,” Quinn said even as he reached for her, placing his hands on her hips and helped her turn around so that she was facing away from him.
“Tell me again that you love me, Dylan,” Quinn said as he brought her closer until she could feel his warm breath teasing the small of her back.
“I love you, Quinn,” she said, slowly exhaling as she felt his lips press against her skin as he began pulling her panties down.
“Again,” he said, following the move by kissing a path down the small of her back.
“I love you, Quinn,” Dylan whispered, unable to help but moan when he pressed his lips against one cheek before he pulled away so that he could push her panties off the rest of the way.
When they pooled at her feet, Dylan stepped out of them and-
“Spread your legs,” came the softly whispered command that her doing as she was asked, only to lick her lips when the move was met with a kiss against her other cheek.
“Why did you marry me?” Quinn asked, alternating between kissing each cheek and the small of her back as he ran his hand up and down her legs.
“I believe I mentioned something about taking one for the team?” Dylan said teasingly only to gasp when he slid his hands over her bottom and gave it a gentle squeeze.
“Why else?” Quinn asked, giving her bottom one last gentle squeeze before going back to running his hands over her legs.
“I didn’t want Brooke to destroy B.T. Construction,” Dylan said as she felt his fingertips slide between her thighs.
“Why me?” he asked, taking her by surprise when he slowly slid a finger inside her.
“Because I knew that you wouldn’t stand by and watch it happen,” Dylan admitted on a moan as her head dropped back.
“Fair enough,” Quinn said, taking his time fingering her as he pressed his lips against the small of her back.
“Will you come from this, Dylan?” he asked as he slid his finger inside her only to pull it back and add a second finger.
“Yes,” she said, only to groan when he pulled his fingers free and-
“Turn around,” Quinn said, already moving to help her do it and-
Had her swallowing hard as she watched him lean forward and press a reverent kiss against her belly.
When he whispered, “I love you,” to their baby, she had to bite her lip to stop herself from crying.
When he pressed his forehead against her belly and slowly exhaled, Dylan reached up and ran her fingers through his hair.
“I love you,” Quinn said one last time before he kissed a trail over the soft swell of her belly before he turned his head and-
Forced her to grab onto his shoulders when he traced her slit with the tip of his tongue.
God, that felt so good, Dylan thought, shifting her legs further apart to give him better access as he alternated between licking her and teasing her slit.
He continued teasing for another minute before he pressed a kiss against her slit and sat back in his chair.
He kept his eyes locked with hers as he pulled his tie free, leaving it hanging around his neck before he took his time, unbuttoning his shirt and pulling it free before he reached for his belt.
She watched as he pulled his belt free, unsnapped his pants and slowly pulled the zipper down over the large bulge straining between his legs.
Without a word, Quinn reached into his underwear and pulled his cock free, absently stroking it while he watched her and-
“Fuck,” he groaned when she knelt down in front of him and pressed her lips against the thick tip, knowing how much he liked it.
She took her time teasing him, alternating between gently licking the tip and pulling it between her lips so that she could suck it while Quinn softly moaned.
When she wrapped her hand around him, he moaned her name only to groan when she took the tip in her mouth and gently suckled as she worked her hand over him, gently squeezing it with every stroke.
“Come here,” he said, already reaching for her.
He picked her up and placed her on his lap, helping her shift over him as he reached between them and wrapped his hand around his cock, holding steady for her as she slowly lowered onto it, her eyes closing in ecstasy as she felt the tip push between her lips and push inside her.
She’d never be able to get enough of him, Dylan thought, licking her lips as she finished sliding the rest of the way down his cock.
He felt so good, she thought as she wrapped her arms around him and began to move as his mouth found hers.
She barely finished the first roll of her hips before he was picking her up and carrying her to the bed.
Before her back hit the bed, Quinn was moving, taking her with slow rolls of his hips as he broke off the kiss and began kissing a path to her ear where he whispered how tight she was, how good she felt wrapped around his cock, and just badly he wanted to fuck her every minute of the day, making her moan as she ran her hands over him.
When she moaned his name, Quinn took her mouth in another kiss as he kept moving, taking his time rolling his hips against her as she felt the familiar pleasure that she was addicted to spread throughout her body only to suddenly explode, tearing his name from her lips as he groaned hers.
While they struggled to catch their breath, Quinn moved off her only to pull her into his arms and kissed her forehead.
“Tell me again.”
“I love you,” Dylan murmured with a sleepy little smile playing on her lips as she felt herself drift off only to open her eyes in what felt like minutes later to find herself staring at a note on her pillow and-
Felt her stomach drop when she read the words written across the small piece of paper that destroyed her.
The deal’s off.