Awakened Desires (46 page)

After letting out a quiet groan, I said, “Come on. Let’s get the hell out of here and move forward, shall we?” I wrapped my arm around Quinn’s waist, putting my hand securely in the back pocket of her jeans, making sure to give her fit arse a nice squeeze in the process.

We opened the front door of the shack and stepped just inside, as if we were just visiting. It wasn’t home, nor did it feel like home. It was a temporary stop in our journey through life. I would always remember the first time Quinn and I confessed and sealed our love in that place, but it was time to move on.

“We’re taking off,” I said coolly.

Mitch stepped forward. “Please, don’t leave. We want to make this right between all of us.”

“Yes.” Levi stepped forward. “I would like to apologize. I should never have said anything about what happened with Reid. I was just feeling…”

When my body stiffened, Quinn reacted. She stepped in front of me and stopped the already tense situation from escalating. “What has been said, has been said.” Her voice was rich with anger, but calm. “Nothing can be taken back. You can forgive, but you cannot forget. I am relatively sure that he isn’t ready to forgive anyone just yet. What happened to Reid has and will always affect him on a level that none of you could possibly understand. This man hasn’t slept soundly since it happened. You don’t lay next to him at night while he talks during what little sleep he does get, and you don’t see those moments when he sits on the edge of the bed all night long, trying to make everything that is wrong in his head right. He may seem a little barbaric, or a little too overbearing, or even a little too callous. But, I assure you, he is a decent, generous, and loving man. He would never,
ever
hurt anyone without just cause. Keep that in mind when you try to sleep tonight.”

I was blown away by her words.

Quinn grabbed my hand. I smirked, my heart swelling with love and pride after hearing her come to my defense with such grace and beauty. “Come on,” she quipped.

The three of us walked out the door without a look back. We got into the truck and pulled down to the end of the driveway. Quinn looked over at me with some concern. “Should I have been a little kinder to them?”

“I think you nailed it, love. Abso-
fucking
-lutely nailed it.” I smiled and touched her thigh. It felt so good to have someone confidently stand by my side and stand up for me. “You ready?”

“As ready as I will ever be,” Quinn murmured.

I turned right out of the driveway and sped off into the night.

-January 2015-

Quinn, Josie, and I were a short distance into the southern edge of South Carolina. I swore we were never going to get to the port in North Carolina where I was supposed to meet Henry, kill him, and board the ship to take off back to England. Quinn wanted me to make nice with Henry, but I wasn’t going to guarantee anything. That would be determined if and when we found him. But I didn’t have any intention of boarding the ship, and I wasn’t sure where we would go from there.

There were a few houses along the edge of the woods, a short distance from the road. We couldn’t tell if any of them were occupied, nor was I willing to put my girls at risk by knocking on doors in the middle of the night, looking for walls and a roof to protect us. I decided just to pull the Tahoe over onto the side of the road.

We were only parked for about a half-hour before Josie had settled down in the back seat, curled up with a pillow and blanket. I was pretty sure Quinn and I had bored Josie to death playing word games.

“Is she asleep?” I whispered in Quinn’s ear.

Quinn looked behind her and stared at Josie for a moment. “Yeah, looks like it.” She turned and gazed back at me.

I wiggled my brows at her and she stifled a giggle. I pulled the key out of the ignition just enough so it wouldn’t chime when I opened the door. I opened and closed it with such finesse, Josie never moved. I walked around to Quinn’s side and opened her door, watching Josie through the back passenger window as Quinn slid out. Again, I closed the door without a sound.

We felt like two teenagers sneaking out in the night. Taking her hand, I pulled out my Sig. My John Thomas was already twitching in my pants, knowing that I was about to get hot and heavy with the love of my life.

We walked about twenty feet away from the truck and came up to a large boulder in the tree line. I pressed my body up against Quinn’s, pinning her to the massive rock. “It’s been too long. I’m desperate for you.” I crushed my mouth down on hers, causing her to moan.

Our tongues tangled in an erotic dance of lust and much more than desire. It was desperate need. We needed to be with one another.

I pulled her body close to mine, swaying back and forth. Breathless, I pulled away. “I wish I could see you properly,” I murmured as I ran my hand through her thick locks.

“You know what I look like,” she drawled, running her hands up my sides and bringing them up around my neck, pulling me back down to her mouth. It was my turn to moan. Her lips were exquisite and she tasted delicious.

I pulled away again. “I love watching you come. You look so fucking sexy when you do. Although, you do look stunning in this moonlight.” She smiled at me and I dragged my thumb across her cheek.

She was so perfect. Everything a man could desire. I was so bloody lucky to have her.

“You’re funny.” She reached between us and grabbed onto my hard J.T. My body shuddered as she stroked me through my cargoes. My eyes rolled back, feeling her touch me. It sent sparks up my spine and tingles through my body. I groaned when she unbuttoned and unzipped them. When she wrapped her hand around my thick length, my knees nearly buckled.

“Fuuuck,” I moaned. I fisted her hair and pulled back so she could look up at me. “Want to play a little?” I was in need of a little submission from my woman.

“Whatever you would like to do,” she purred, continuing to stroke me.

I smirked at her. “Good answer. I’m going to be rough,” I warned in my best sinister tone. She tapped her finger on my lips.

“I will take you any way I can get you.”

I tugged back on her hair a little rougher than before and she gasped. I leaned over and my lips were so close to hers that air couldn’t pass between them. She was in for a wild fucking ride. “Suck me,” I growled.

She immediately dropped down and took me in her mouth. A groan tore out of my throat. Her lips and mouth were so soft, and when she raked her teeth up and down my shaft, my knees went weak.

“Jesus suffering fuck!” I barked out a little too loudly, my voice echoing through the stillness of the night air.

I grabbed onto the back of her head and started pumping into her. Every time she took me deep, I threw my head back, my mouth hanging wide open. She choked and gagged, making me crazy. I had to stop before I exploded. I pulled J.T. out of her mouth and she gasped, but waited patiently for my next command.

“Get up,” I growled.

Quinn stood up and I spun her around, pressing her down so that she was laying over the boulder. I yanked her black pants down and threw them…somewhere. I jammed my fingers into her heat. She was already wet. Such a good woman, ready for me before my command. I loved knowing that sucking me off turned her on as much as it did me. She gasped and started panting when I hit that magic spot deep inside.

I leaned forward and nipped her ear. “Feel good, love?”

“God…yes,” she moaned. I reached down and pinched her swollen nub, causing her to yelp. I chuckled.

I continued to massage her, feeling her moisture run down my hand. I pulled my hand away and licked her juices off my fingers. So sweet on my tongue. I gave her a sharp slap across her arse, causing her to hiss. I rubbed the area and spanked the other cheek. She was panting under my rough touch.

I leaned over her again, pulling her hair so her head was twisted around toward mine. “You doing okay? Want more?”

“Please…I need more.”

“If it gets to be too much, you need to stop me.”

“Okay,” she said breathlessly. “Please…more.”

“My pleasure,” I murmured against her lips.

I tipped back and grabbed her hips, rubbing myself against her. Just feeling her against me made me want to come all over her. I needed to control myself.

I pushed a few fingers into her body, listening to her gasp with my every move. With my free hand, I smacked her arse again.

“Oh god…,” she moaned. I continued to massage and cracked her harder. “Oh fuck,” she bit out.

She was getting close. I could hear it in her voice and feel her random pulsations around my fingers. I pulled out my fingers and she protested. I laid across her back and twisted her hair in my fist, yanking her head back to me once again.

“I’m going to fuck you until you scream. Understood?” She moaned an acknowledgment.

I positioned myself directly behind her and held my J.T. to her moist center. I rubbed my blunt tip up and down until she was squirming under me. Her body was begging for me and it turned me on so much. I smirked and slammed right into her. She yelped as I punched her insides.

My hands crawled up her shirt and grabbed her sides. I began furiously pumping into her. Quinn was gripping onto the boulder as best she could, and I knew I had to be leaving marks on her sides from my unyielding grip. She was panting, and her body tensing. I continued to pound into her, our bodies loudly slapping together.

“Come on, love. Give it up,” I growled, pumping harder and faster.

“Gunther!” she cried out she clamped down on me. She cried out again as her body quaked, sending me down the path of no return. Her moans were uncontrolled and strangled, and I loved every fucking second of it.

“Fuck, love…” I was so close. I pushed down in between her shoulder blades, pushing her into the boulder. I slammed into her several more times until I pulled out. “Finish me!” I barked, spinning her around to face me. She dropped back down to her knees and took me into her mouth, sucking me into ecstasy.

I pulled out of her mouth just enough to see my seed glisten on her tongue as it pulsed out again and again. Once she swallowed every drop I gave her, I pulled her up and kissed her lovingly.

“Mmm…,” I moaned. “You are the most amazing woman on the planet. No one compares to you.”

She smiled as I kissed her again. “It’s only because I have the most amazing man on the planet,” she murmured against my lips. “That was unreal, Gun. I loved every second of it.”

“Glad to hear it. We will play more again when we can. Maybe a little rougher? I wanted to be easier on you. Maybe I can tie you up?” She moaned in delight. I let my lips linger over hers for another moment before I reached down and jacked up my cargoes. It took us a minute to find hers. Just as she was pulling them on, I smacked her fit arse one last time for good measure.

She yelped, then started laughing. “Come on. Let’s get back to the truck before Josie wakes up.”

Quinn wrapped her arm around my waist, tucking her hand in my back pocket, and I rested my arm around her shoulders. We walked the twenty feet back to the truck, only to see Josie standing outside with her arms crossed.

“Oh shit, love. I do believe we are in trouble with the boss.”

“You two are
so
fucking disgusting! I could hear you, you know! The whole
world
probably could!”

Feisty little bird. I smiled at her attempt to be angry. “Well, if you were sleeping like a good little lass, you wouldn’t have.” I chuckled and opened the door for Quinn.

“It’s bad enough that I
know
you two are having sex, but
hearing
it makes me want to puke.”

I turned and looked at Josie as I closed the door. “Now, now…little daughter. Mummy and Daddy need private time to themselves once in a while. Next time, stay in the truck.” I patted her on the top of her head.

“Ugh! You are such an asshole sometimes!” Grumbling, she yanked open the door and jumped back in the truck, slamming the door shut behind her.

I chuckled again as I went back around to the driver’s side and jumped in. Quinn, who had her hands over her mouth, was trying hard not to laugh. “Well, love…” I stretched my arms around the seat. “I don’t know about you, but I’m knackered and could use a rest. You wore me out yet again.” I winked at her.

“Oh, my god! Would you stop it?! So fucking gross!” Josie yelled as she was wrestling around with the blanket and pillow. Quinn and I both laughed.

I locked the doors and tipped the seat back so I could stretch out as best I could. I reached over and touched Quinn’s cheek. She smiled at me and took my hand in her lap. I laid back and dozed off.

After a nap, then driving a few more hours, we found an empty house and decided to stay a few nights to get some rest. I was thankful for the king-sized bed and being able to cuddle with Quinn. Plus, I could properly make love to her versus taking her over a boulder, or up against a tree, or over a bale of hay. Although, those times were pretty fucking erotic.

Before we were going to take off again, I was sorting through our cache of weapons and Quinn sat down on the floor with me. I was busily checking, reloading, and organizing them in the trunk. “Can I ask you a question?”

I looked up and smiled at her. “Absolutely. You can ask me anything, you know that.”

“You still want to kill Henry, don’t you?” I avoided her eyes and looked down. “Gunther…I deserve the truth.”

“What makes you think that?”

“It’s just a feeling I have. Intuition, I suppose.”

I couldn’t avoid it and had to tell her the truth. “Yes, fine. I still want to kill him.”

“I thought we had an agreement,” she snapped at me. “You promised me.” I had nothing. She was completely right. I
did
promise her. “You said maybe you could make it right with him. Why did you lie to me? What else are you lying about?” She waited for an answer, but I had nothing to give her. “Are you going to answer me or sit there and stare at me like you’re a fucking idiot,” she growled. The venom in her voice was sharp.

Her intentional words stung and my anger bubbled over. “I’m not a fucking idiot and I would appreciate it if you didn’t call me that!” I stood up and stormed out of the room. I stalked up the stairs and when I made it to the bedroom, I slammed the door shut.

Furious, I paced around the room. I was so fucking angry and hurt. Did she really think I was an idiot? She had called me an asshole hundreds of times, but it was always playful. Never had she said something that was so rich with venom.

I tried to control the rage pumping through my veins, but I was at the breaking point. All I heard when she called me an idiot was Roger’s voice.

“Gunther?” I snapped my head toward the closed door when I heard her voice come through it. I was pretty sure I had steam rolling out of my ears.

“You need to leave me alone for a few.”

“I’m not leaving you alone until we talk about this.” She opened the door and stepped in.

I stepped up to her and hit the door with my palm, slamming it shut and causing her to jump. I trapped her between my body and the door, getting right in her face. “Don’t you
ever
call me that again! Are we fucking clear?” My whole body was shaking. It took every last ounce of reservation not to put a hole in the bloody wall.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that to you.”

“You are right about that! Do you have any idea how long I lived being called everything under the sun, except my own name? Any fucking idea?”

“Yes.”

“Then why?!” I was yelling right in her face.

“Please, just calm down for a second. You’re frightening me,” Quinn said in an oddly composed voice for someone who said I was frightening her. “Just back away and take a breath.”