When he was finally done with her, Quinn had already came thrice and her legs were numb, they felt like they weren’t even hers anymore. This man…he was nice overall, but not in bed…

No matter how hard she begged, he did not stop, he tantalized her with his tongue, with his lips and with those long, slender fingers until she could barely think. He was a bad man…a bad, bad man in bed.

Closing her quivering thighs before he could dive between them again, she looked up at ...