Chapter 26
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KNOX’S PHONE BUZZED early Friday morning, and he turned off the alarm.
He had training with the team at oh-six-hundred but would swing by later to pick up Quinn and bring her into the office.
She stirred beside him, and he ran a hand over her hair.
“Sleep,” he said quietly. “I’ve got to head in early today. ”
She mumbled something but turned toward him, so damn gorgeous in the early morning light.
The covers shifted, revealing one perfect, creamy breast. Knox felt his cock twitch, arousal already flooding his bloodstream.
They’d made love multiple times last night, and he swore he could never get enough of her.
“I’ll be back in a couple of hours to drive you to work,” he said, brushing a kiss across her forehead.
“No. Need you now,” she murmured.
Knox let Quinn pull him toward her, his erection already bobbing between them. She wrapped her small hand around him, her thumb sliding over the head of his cock. “You’re eager this morning,” she said, her voice husky with sleep.
Knox rolled atop her as Quinn released him, kissing her forehead. Her mouth. She smiled up at him drowsily. “Make love to me.”
His chest flooded with warmth, and he kissed his way down her body.
He couldn’t deny her anything. Knox aroused her quickly, laving at her nipples until they were wet and glistening, kissing his way across her stomach, and then spreading her legs so he could bury his head between her thighs.
When she was close to coming, he quickly sheathed himself and slid inside her in one smooth stroke.
They both moaned, their joining always damn near perfection. Nothing felt better than Quinn’s tight sheath wrapped around his cock. It was like her body knew she was his.
Knox took her slowly, Quinn urging him on.
He playfully nipped at her. “Who’s in charge, sweet girl?
” He strummed her clit, listening to her gasp, then gripped her hips and rocked back, pulling them both into a new position as he sat back on the bed.
Quinn was draped across his thighs, their sexes still joined, her legs spread around him.
He could see all of her this way, and what a fucking gorgeous view it was.
Her full breasts bounced with each thrust, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glazed, and lips parted.
Her pussy was ripe for him, swollen and glistening.
He could watch as he penetrated her with each stroke, and he toyed with her clit again, enjoying her sweet gasps of pleasure.
“Oh God,” she moaned, clutching onto the sheets.
Quinn writhed against him but couldn’t get leverage in this position. Knox was in complete control. He wanted to roar in approval as he claimed his woman. Quinn was pleading for release, but he held back, keeping her right on the edge.
“Do you need to come, baby girl?” he asked, his voice gravel.
“God yes. Please. Knox!”
His hands wrapped possessively around her hips, and he pulled her toward him with each thrust, listening to her cries of pleasure.
He took her faster. Harder. Knox knew she could feel every inch of his thick cock as he claimed her.
Quinn tightened around him, her sobs of pleasure filling the bedroom.
He didn’t let up, finally giving her what she needed.
“Yes. Yes, yes, yes!”
His girl screamed as she came, and Knox felt adrenaline flood his veins. His balls tightened, his cock hardening even more, and as she clamped down around him, he exploded, grunting his own release as he gave one final thrust.
Quinn lay panting on him, a fine sheen of sweat coating her skin.
Knox was still buried balls deep inside her, and he was nearly overcome with love for this woman.
He finally pulled free, tying off the condom, then kissed and caressed Quinn as he tucked her back into bed.
“I love you,” he murmured, smiling at how sated and sleepy she was.
“Love you, too.”
“I’ll pick you up later,” he promised, giving her one last kiss. Her hair was spread across the pillow, making her look like an angel. Every single part of her was gorgeous. He hovered for a moment, hating to leave her. He had training though, and she’d be safe in bed until he returned.
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QUINN TOOK A SIP OF her coffee, glancing at the clock.
Knox was running late returning from his training session, and she had a slew of things to get to in the office.
Tomorrow was finally Saturday. They’d clean out her fridge, pack a suitcase, and get her moved in with Knox—temporarily, at any rate.
Although she’d been over to his place once, she was looking forward to spending more time there.
She felt a little guilty that he always spent the night at her apartment.
This would be a good way to switch things up, and if it kept her safer, all the better.
Quinn texted Knox to let him know she was heading in.
She grabbed her rucksack, carrying her travel mug of coffee, and headed down to her car.
It was another gloomy Seattle day. When she climbed in, she locked the doors and pushed the button to start the engine, frowning when nothing happened.
Trying again, she jolted as the lights flashed a couple of times before it completely died.
“Damn it,” she muttered. It was probably just the battery.
Naturally, it happened when Knox wasn’t here.
They could’ve jumpstarted it together. Frowning, she climbed back out, scanning the lot.
She’d go back inside to call the roadside assistance company to give her a jump.
There was no point in waiting out here with her vehicle.
Returning to her place, she gave her information over the phone. Quinn pulled out her laptop and settled in, ready to work from home until the truck arrived.
Knox called her, saying they were finally heading back to the office soon.
“I’m not there yet,” she told him. “My car wouldn’t start, so I’ve got a tow truck coming to jump it.”
“Want me to swing by?” Knox asked.
“It’s fine,” Quinn assured him. “I already called. You’re still wrapping up your training. Even if you pick me up, I still need to take care of this. I was planning to bring my car to your place tomorrow. It’s probably just a dead battery, but what do I know?”
“I can be there in thirty,” he told her.
“No, I’ll be okay. I’ll text you when I’m on my way in. Love you.”
“Love you, too, baby girl. Let me know if you run into any trouble.”
They ended the call, and Quinn clicked on the feeds she’d been monitoring at Qureshi’s residence.
They’d set it up to record movement at the apartment complex and run it through facial recognition software, but she felt better putting her own eyes on the camera feeds as well.
As she scrolled through the footage, nothing seemed amiss.
She looked toward the window, noting the rain had begun to fall. Perfect, she thought sarcastically.
Thirty minutes later, her phone buzzed with a text saying the driver had arrived.
Quinn shut her laptop, shot off another quick text to Knox, and went outside to see the tow truck just pulling in.
She watched in surprise as it drove straight to her car.
The lot was only partly full, but still.
She’d assumed he’d be circling around to locate her vehicle.
The truck pulled up right alongside her car.
Quinn pulled the hood of her raincoat over her head and rushed across the lot, pausing to open her car door.
The rain started coming down harder, and she quietly cursed.
Hopefully this wouldn’t delay the service tech that had just arrived.
She reached in to pop the hood, then stood back up.
“What seems to be the trouble?” a male voice asked, and suddenly, the hair on the back of Quinn’s neck stood up.
She swallowed and slowly turned around, feeling slightly numb as she saw Adam Qureshi pointing a gun at her. Her eyes briefly darted to the left and right, as if she somehow expected the tow truck driver to appear. Except they were all alone.
“I took care of him,” Adam said, his voice hard. “But you’re coming with me.”