Quinn’s head spun at the feel of her arching and meeting his thrusts, and the sound of her soft gasps spilling from her lips. He wanted to slow down and make love to her tenderly, but the beast inside seemed to possess him with a single-mindedness. He couldn’t let up…couldn’t hold back the rush of joy and pent up demand surging through him.
The friction of her tight cunt burned his cock, and the seed churning in his balls singed his flesh from the inside out. Quinn struggled to contain the blistering fire, but once Ava began whimpering in her familiar kitten-like moans, he was gone.
“Now, princess. Come for me. Come hard. Now,” he roared as his cock expanded and his vision blurred.
Desire and demand coalesced in a blinding explosion, his eruption so powerful Quinn felt the vibration blast up his spine, buckling his knees as they shattered in unison. Spasms sent his seed jettisoning and surging as Ava’s velvety tunnel clutched and milked around him in a sublime and brutal grip. Blinking through the haze that enveloped his brain, Quinn stared at Ava as she splintered beneath him and screamed out his name. A sight so thrilling and heady he vowed to spend the rest of his life coaxing her to one glorious crescendo after another.
As her quivering cunt continued to suck him dry, Quinn wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to his chest. Their hearts pounded in a thundering rhythm, as aftershocks rippled and jolted through their bodies. Ava’s panting breaths licked at his neck as she wrapped her arms around him. Quinn closed his eyes, savoring the sweet bliss of her in his arms as they slowly floated back to earth.
After several long moments, their breathing leveled out, and Quinn gently eased from inside her. Tucking his cock away, he drew a handkerchief from his back pocket and gently wiped her wet, swollen folds. Ava stared up at him beneath heavy eyelids wearing a dazed and sated expression. And when she sent him a shy, sweet smile, he leaned over and pressed a soft kiss on her ripe lips. Pulling back slightly, he dragged his cinnamon-colored whiskers down her neck. Ava giggled and hunched her shoulders to ward off his tickling scruff.
“Can we go back to the room and do that again?” she asked on a dreamy sigh.
“Not yet, princess. There’s still one surprise I have in store. That is, if you have the strength to stand and walk with me,” he teased.
“You’re good, MacKinnon…err, I mean Master,” she corrected with a tiny giggle. “But as you can plainly see, I am still conscious.”
“Then let’s go, so we can get back and I can make love to you until you’re no longer conscious.”
Ava purred in delight as he extended his hand and helped her from the table. With his arm around her waist, he escorted her toward the door.
“Wait. We didn’t pay for dinner,” Ava stated with a worried look.
“It was paid in full before we ever arrived.”
She gave him a sideways glance and narrowed her eyes. “So Brice wasn’t going to come back to our table after he delivered dessert, was he?”
“Nope.” Quinn grinned. Pulling her to a stop, he delved deep into her eyes. “Did you want him to?”
“No.” Ava shook her head. “You’re the only man I want watching me…touching me…loving me. I love you.”
“I love you, too, my beautiful Ava.”
Quinn splayed his hand over the small of her back as he led her to the elevator. A blast of anxiety washed through his veins as he pressed the button that would take them to the final surprise he had in store. Brushing aside his unease, he pulled Ava snuggly against his side while he slipped his other hand into the pocket of his tux.
When the doors opened, Quinn led Ava to a small fountain in the center of the room before helping her take a seat on the white marble ledge. As he cupped her chin, she stared up at him, happiness sparkling in her hazel eyes. Unable to resist the tempting bow of her lips, he bent and brushed his mouth over hers while plucking out the blue velvet box from his pocket.
Pulling back, he stared at the contours of her face, drinking in her exquisite beauty. Gliding his thumb over her bottom lip, he swallowed the lump suddenly lodged in his throat. “I love you, Ava. You not only make me the proudest Master on the planet but the happiest man, as well. Still, I’m not yet fully satisfied.”
He watched as the glowing smile vanished from her face. A look of panic flashed in her eyes, and Ava suddenly grew tense.
“What more can I give you, Sir?” she asked in a soft, worried voice.
Quinn paused and sent her a reassuring smile wishing he felt as confident as he appeared. For the first time in his life, doubt and fear had him in a stranglehold. If Ava wasn’t ready, he wasn’t quite sure what he would do. How he’d react. Of course, he’d had plenty of conversations with himself over the past few months…wanting this, but not one hundred percent sure Ava did. Dammit. This wasn’t the time to start second-guessing…not now. He’d come too far, brought her into the light where he wanted their relationship to be…well, almost.
Ava’s bottom lip quivered, and Quinn silently cursed himself for his extended silence. With a shake of his head, he brushed his hand over her cheek and gave her a nervous smile. “There’s only one thing more that would make my life complete.” He lifted his palm, noticing that his hand was shaking, and opened the lid on the little blue box. As he dropped to one knee before her, Ava sucked in a startled breath as she stared dumbfounded at the shimmering diamond ring. Tears sprang from her eyes as she glanced up at him with a stunned expression.
It was now or never.
“I’ll only kneel this once before you, my love…as this is your place…at my feet, by my side, and bound to my heart…forever. You complete me in ways I can’t begin to put into words. But I will spend the rest of my life showing you, in every way possible, the depth of love I hold in my heart for you. I want you in my life, sweetheart…as my slave, my lover and friend, but most importantly, as my wife. Ava Gibbs, will you marry me?”
Tears streamed down her face. Quinn held his breath. It seemed an interminable amount of time before she began nodding, and even longer before a strangled “yes” bubbled from the back of her throat.
All the tension exploded from within. Blinking back his own tears, Quinn thought his heart was going to burst from his chest as he slid the three-carat diamond ring onto her trembling finger.
“Oh, Quinn,” she sobbed. “It’s so beautiful. I love you…love you more than you’ll ever know.”
Ava threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. Kissed him with a fiery passion that both calmed his fears and boiled his blood. She had the unique talent to do that to him, but then, it was only one of the many reasons he was so damn in love with her.
“Then let’s do this.” He winked with a laugh, nodding toward the tiny wedding chapel beyond the fountain.
“What? Here?” She blinked. “Now? Are you serious?”
His heart clutched and he sobered, staring down at her intently. “Unless you’re having second thoughts or reservations… Are you?”
Please don’t let her say yes. He sent up a silent prayer as he tensed and waited for her reply.
“Are you kidding? No. Not a one,” she laughed. Sniffing, she blotted the tears from beneath her lashes.
With an inward fist pump, Quinn bit back a cheer. Cupping her face, he drank in the happiness sparkling in her eyes, lighting up her smile, and glowing on her cheeks. Pressing his lips to hers, he kissed her…kissed her with the promise to keep her on her submissive toes while guiding and protecting her, but most of all with a vow to love her unconditionally until the end of time.
“Oh, my… I can’t believe this is happening,” she giggled.
“Believe it, my love. I’ve been waiting for this moment longer than you can imagine.”
She cocked her head and gaped at him. “How long have you waited?” she quizzed.
“Since the first time I saw you at Club Genesis,” he confessed.
Ava’s eyes grew wide and her mouth dropped open. “You’re teasing, right?”
“Nope.” He laughed, then wrapped his arm around her waist.
“Quinn MacKinnon, you are full of surprises,” Ava mockingly scolded.
“Oh, princess…you have no idea the surprises I have in store for you tonight.”
He wrapped his arm around her waist as his chest expanded with pride. Stepping onto the red carpet that led to the quaint chapel, Quinn couldn’t wipe the smile from his lips.
“Okay, but if you plan to claim me in the lobby or anything like that, I’m going to have to call my safeword,” she whispered as they stepped inside.
“No, princess. From now on, you’re for my eyes only.”