sensitive clit and the sharp tendrils of pleasure that flowed
from the spot informed Dallas that maybe she could move
after all. “Just warming you up,” Quinn said softly.
“It’s a good warm up,” Dallas agreed. She laughed too, but
then groaned as she realized how sore she was all over.
“Okay,” Quinn whispered. “I’ll keep doing it then.” She
leaned in and kissed Dallas, who wasn’t actually too tired to
do that at all.
Chapter 22
Quinn
Quinn rolled over and faced Dallas. She knew that
tomorrow, Dallas would be gone. Not gone, gone like she was
before. Not unavailable or out of reach. Quinn trusted Dallas’
promise. She believed her when she told her that she’d be
there for her, even if it had to be at a distance, but thinking
about that distance still stung. She wanted to savour every
single second with Dallas while she was here in person. She
wanted to do something to celebrate them. Something they
would remember. Other than what they’d just done. Because it
was certain that she’d never forget that.
Quinn felt her face heating up at the thought, along with
the rest of her body, but it was a good heat. The kind of
satisfied, wow I can’t believe we just did that, it was the most
amazing thing I’ve ever done with anyone kind of heat.
“You’re thinking about something. I can tell.” Dallas had
that same happy, soft, sated expression on her face.
“I am. I’m thinking about doing something. With you.
Tonight. Before you have to go tomorrow.”
“We could always stay in.”
“I know.” That option sounded amazing too. “Or we could