"Where are you guys heading too?" I asked Roman while I exited Quinn's room so he could be checked. I thought I had lost him but he only lost conciousness due to the impact of how the bullets hit his bullet proof jacket.
"We'll be heading to Russia because my mother is waiting for us there." I looked at my father nodding at Roman. "Greet Alina for me." Alina is Roman's mother, she's a psychologist and a very good one to be exact. She was the one who helped me to overcome the whole Eros thing from his abuse. She helped to get my courage back, my confidence, she helped me to see that I'm worth something.
Even though she had an affair with my father long before my father met with my mum, she was happily married, yes was. Now she's a widow with three kids, one of them being Roman but in a very normal life. She's a very nice woman whom helped me a lot.
"Don't you want to come with us, there is nothing else to do here." My father this time spoke and I looked back at Quinn's room shaking my head. "I can't come now but I will." I said with a reassuaring smile to them.
"Fine. Thank Quinn for me, tell him I owe him one." Roman mumbled engulfing me for a hug. "I'll tell him." I answered letting him go and looked back to my father.
He gives me a small smile taking my hand which I immediately tensed a little. "I know the last time we saw each other wasn't by your wishes but I really admire to what you've become. I'm proud of you. I never thought that one day you'll be the one to rescue me." He patted my hand, looking sadly at me.
"You have the same courage as your mother." He placed his hand my cheek and I try so hard not to flinch. "I wish I could have given you a better life, the one a real princess needs." I swallowed hard hearing the same nickname that he used to give me when I was a child.
"Goodbye Katerlina." He said dropping his hand from my cheek and hand and I nod stiffly as they walked out from the suite.
"Miss Valkov?" I snap out from my own world seeing the doctor make his way towards me. "How is he?" I asked rubbing my temples and the doc smiled slightly. "His alright. The impact that he had from the gunshot might have weakened his heartbeat and collapsed but everything seems alright to me."
I nodded my head at him showing him off. "Thank you doctor." I thanked him closing the door and went straight to the kitchen taking a bottle of whiskey and a glass.
I can't really seem to think straight, now that my father is free now should I go and catch up from where we left off when I was a child. I thought seeing him again might bring back some emotions but all I feel is emptiness, void. Is that normal?
I looked at the bottle twisting the top so I could open and glanced at the glass but just brought the bottle to my mouth chugging it a little. I feel the bitter liquid sting my throat before I chugged again.
My life is really messed up. I never thought I would endure this kind of things in my life.
"May I join you?" Am being startled by a deep voice making to choke on the drink and I looked over my shoulder seeing Quinn behind me. He wasn't just behind me, he was practically naked wearing only his sweatpants his chest was totally exopsed to me.
I looked up trying so hard to avoid his abs or that delicious v that disappeared beneath his sweatpants. He showed me his panty dropping smirk as he sat down next to me on the carpet making me to snap out from my fucking fantacy world.
"What are you doing here? You're supposed to be resting." I scowled at him taking my drink before he took it from me chugging it himself. "Now your my babysitter?" He mocked making my scowl to deepen as I grabbed the bottle from him.
"Very funny." I muttered sacarstically as I took one large gulp, grimancing at the taste of it but went in for two more. He laughed, probably at me gagging the taste, so I stupidly took another swing just to prove that I could.
"When you drink, you don't just chug it." He chuckled and swiped the bottle from my hands. Then he chugged. "Especially if you can't take it..."
Oh, he did not just say that.
I snatched the neck of the bottle right back from him with both hands and took a mouthful again, trying my absolute damnedest to keep a straight face.
I failed.
He shook his head as he grabbed the bottle from me and placed it back on the table while I shifted uncomfotably in my spot. I let out a heavy sigh looking him right into his eyes finding his already staring at me.
"You know today you scared the shit out of me. How can you just jump right infront of me and willing take a bullet for me? Are you crazy?" He chuckled his adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed and he ran his fingers through his damp hair, how I wish I was the one.
"Wouldn't you do the same for me?" I tensed immediately from his question seeing he caught me there and took the bottle from the coffee table taking a long swinģ.
"You know when I rescued my father, I thought I would feel something when I saw him maybe anger, saddness, happiness but I felt nothing. I didn't feel a fucking thing even when he talked sweetly to me it was as if all my emotions disappeared." I really don't know why am telling Quinn this but I desparately need to take this heavy thing from my shoulders.
"I just don't know if its me whose really having some issues or is it normal..." I was rumbling while I hiccuped trying to ignore how my throat is closing up. "It's okay..." he brought me to his warm chest which I didn't resist as I breathed out while trying to calm my racing heart.
I felt safe in his arms, I've always had. We stayed like this for while, me trying to get my mind to function better as his body pressed against mine. I wasn't sure if I could hold myself to it.
I moved slowly my head from his chest finding his pentrating gaze on me and watched him lower his head to mine. His lips hovering just above my lips, his minty breath that was mixed by the whiskey we had blending with my breath.
"Quinn....what about Mia?"
"I want you." He was so close, I could practically hear his heart pounding. He leaned in even closer and whispered, his lips grazing my ear, "I only want you."
***Quinn's POV
I gently palmed her cheek, rubbing the pad of my thumb over her cheekbone.....a bone probably not used to that gentle of a touch. Her widened eyes were fixed on me, her breathing had ceased and I just couldn't fucking pull my gaze away from her.
I knew it was wrong, I knew this was a bad idea but fuck it. In this moment, her in just with a long shirt not doing much in covering her thighs, I just couldn't give a shit anymore.
"Quinn the doctor..."
I leaned in slowly and pressed my lips to hers. She sighed as I teased the seam until she granted me entrance tasting the alcohol from her tongue. My hand wandered to the back of her head and tangled in her hair, before sliding down her neck, feeling her quickened pulse against my fingers.
When I pulled away, I looked into her eyes again but saw something different this time. No hesitation, no worry, just pure uninhibited desire.
I teased her with a little smirk and watched that rosy blossom on her cheeks, she was so fucking beautiful. I pulled her to my lap placing a kiss on the corner of her mouth, on her jaw, then on her neck drawing a moan from within her, that same very moan that have been wanting to hear for three years.
I lifted her up, her legs and hands immediately wrapped around me and rushed to my bedroom, gently laying her on her back in the folds of the sheets, climbing between her legs and hungrily mashing my lips on hers. This was the kiss I had been waiting for, with her nearly naked body sprawled out on the bed for me. Mine for the taking. I never thought I'd actually feel this much for any woman but it turned out, I just couldn't feel anything for anyone but her.
As our tongues tangled together, I could feel the inside of her bare thighs against my ribs, I could feel her hips rocking, her body subconsciously begging for me. I felt her hands in my damp hair, her lip in my teeth....and then out of no where, I felt her stiffen beneath me.
Fuck. As hard as it was to do, I tore my lips from hers and propped myself up on my forearms, hovering over her and searching her eyes for what was wrong. Who was I kidding? I fucking knew. I knew that a part of her was still afraid, a part of her felt vulnerable with me....because of that asshole Eros, I swear to the living God when I catch him, I'll rip him piece by piece but for now I only have eyes for her and as timid as she was, I knew the other part of her wanted me as badly as I wanted her.
"I would never hurt you, Kater." I whispered in the most gentle voice I could master. I reached my hand up to caress her cheek. She flinched, but I didn't pull away. "Not like that. Not at all." I continued gliding the backs of my fingers over her velvety skin. The way her eyes softened at my words, I knew that she knew it was true. Deep down in her heart, past all of the fear and uncertainness, she knew.
"I could make you feel so good." She shivered as I slid my hand up her thigh and over her hip, looping my finger around the material of her panties and snapping it against her skin. My fingertips grazed over the curve of her waist and up, feeling the subtle ridges of her ribs as I went.
I gripped the hem of her shirt, removing it through her lifted hands and threw it to the ground as I lowered my body flush against hers again, skin to skin and felt her heart hammering against my own. I ducked my head down, leaving a lingering kiss in the hollow of her neck before tonguing my way up her throat. I smiled when she squeezed her eyes shut and let out a soft moan as she dropped her head back, giving me easier access.
I let my hand wander around her back, unclapsing her bra and dropping it to the floor. I moved my lips down to her chest, coaxing her heartbeat into speeding up for me. I left a path of kisses between her breasts, taking a short detour to each one and showeing them with attention. They are just as I remember, perfect.
I made my way down the center of her toned stomach until I reached the waistband of her panties. I slipped my hand underneath the delicate fabric and down to her core.
"Jesus fucking Christ," was all I could manage when I felt exactly how much she wanted this too. She moaned in response as I started working her, strumming her with my fingers. She squirmed under my touch, the most beautiful noises escaping her perfect lips. I wasn't even inside her yet and she was already so god damn responsive.
Her body was starting to relax, giving in to the affectionate way I touched her. She threw her head back with a sigh, raising her hips to me, pleading with me to finally indulge her.
"Quinn..." I could see the need in her eyes, I knew what she wanted, and as ecstatic as I was to hear her moan my name, my expression went serious.
"Are you sure?" My fingers stopped as I cupped her face with my other hand, gazing deep into her eyes. I wanted this more than fucking anything. I actually thought I might get physically fucking sick if I didn't get what I needed from her right then and there, but she had been through so much bullshit.
I didn't want to rush her into anything she wasn't ready for. I was a fucking gentleman....or at least, that's what I kept trying to tell myself.
She looked me right in the eyes, there was no question in her gaze. She wanted this. I removed my fingers and took a moment to take in the sight in front of me: this beautiful woman that I felt more connent to than any other person in my life.
"Don't fucking make me to beg." And that was fucking it. At those words, I couldn't hold back anymore. I sprang up to take my sweatpant off hearing her soft giggle as she watched me dash over to the dresser where my wallet was. Fuck, I had never been so happy about misplacing my wallet in my entire life. I pulled the condom out, the one usually reserved for Mia's insariable sexual appetite and returned to her as fast as I could, yanking her panties off and discarding them with my clothes before rolling the condom on.
She closed her eyes as I lined myself up with her, teasing her entrance before easing my way into her and feeling her stretch around me. I guided her face towards mine with my fingers, I wanted to see exactly what I did to her. I wanted to see the way she squeezed her eyes shut even tighter as I forced my entire length in.
"Christ, you are so fucking tight." I growled as I pulled myself almost all of the way out, feeling every bit of her along the way, just to thrust myself back in and forced a whimper from those fucking beautiful pouty lips.
My body moved in tandem with hers, slow and gentle at first, I wanted to take my time with her. I wanted to feel every inch of her again. I didn't want to rush a second of it because being with her was unlike any god damn thing I had exprienced during these past years. She was different. Mia had nothing on the way she made me feel. It felt powerful, it felt right. Nothing in the universe felt more right than her bare skin on mine.
"Oh Quinn..." I'd never really had much of an opinion on my name until I heard her soft, breathy voice moaning it. She arched her back and opened her legs wider for me, begging me to go deeper. I pumped into her even faster, my hips meeting hers at a grueling pace.
I pulled her body tighter against me, pressing every inch of her chest against mine. That's all I wanted, every millimeter of her fucking phenomenal body touching mine, the sweat glistening on both of us to fuse us together. Wrapping her arms tighter around my neck, she yanked me closer to her and kissed me fervently, drawing my bottom lip between her teeth and then giving me the sexiest smile. She locked her ankles around my waist and pulled me even deeper into her.
"Please don't....fuck, don't stop." She panted between the thrusts. Her arms moved down to my back and tightened around me, I felt the stinging sensation of her nails digging into my skin. I loved seeing the effect I had on her, her heaving chest, her gasping my name.
I let one hand wander to her backside, firmly gripping her perfectly round ass and pulling her up towards me, slamming into her repeatedly right where she needed it most. Her heavy breathing was only interrupted by her crying out every time I buried myself even farther inside of her.
I could feel her getting close, her small body was trembling in my arms and her words sounded more like gibberish than any language. I slipped a hand between her legs and massaged her throbbing bud with my thumb, driving her over the edge.
"Quinn!" She cried out, "you are so ahhh!" So fantastic? So amazing? Probably both. Before she could even finish her sentence, her orgasm consumed her. I watched in awe as she threw her head back, her eyes rolling back in her head and her lips parting in the most beautiful way as she gasped my name. I felt her clench down so hard around my length, clenching and releasing until I was pulled over the edge with her, and then her body went limp in my arms.
I continued to leave kisses all over her as she atempted to catch her breathe, before nuzzling my face into her neck. "I missed you so much." I mumbled over her skin kissing her throbbing vein as I felt her little hand grasp mine and pull it to her bare chest, feeling the erratic beat beneath.
"You do this to me...." She panted as she gripped my hand to her chest even tighter, forcing me to feel. Something about that was so fucking sexy. Turning her head to face me, she smiled. "You make me feel alive."
We stayed tangled up in each other, neither of us able to wipe the smile off of our faces. I traced my fingers up her arm, over her shoulder, down her chest. I couldn't get enough of her. She placed her hand on my face, strumming the stubble underneath her thumb. "All of this has made me so hungry."
I chuckled kissing her palm getting up so I could dress up. "Where are you going?" Her face fell as she watched me wear my sweatpant and I sat at the edge of the bed, leaning to her. "Getting you something to eat."
Her eyes lit up, "some icecream and tacoos." I chuckled pecking her lips and stood up to wear my tee shirt. " anything else, my little tigrù."
"Why can't you just call the receptionist, on that damn lobby. Are you eager to leave me?" She questioned puckering her lips for me as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Why would you say that. I will be back before you know it plus I don't think they offer tacoss here."
"You're right but hurry up." She smiled shly and I kissed her once again before I left.