didn’t crush or jab Quinn.
Just like before, they were a perfect fit.
Chapter 12
Dallas
Dallas felt like she was shaking. She paused a second and
took a mental inventory and realized that she wasn’t trembling
physically. It was more internally that she was shaking. Not
because she was freaking out. Well, she was sort of freaking
out, but it wasn’t the bad kind of freaking out. It was more that
her nerves and synapses and veins were delivering all sorts of
wild chemicals.
She wanted to take her time with Quinn, but they were
already stripped down and she was on top of her. Their skin
was touching. Their breaths were rapid and mingled. She
didn’t know if she could go slow when she could barely
control herself.
“Dallas?” Quinn asked. She touched Dallas’ cheek.
“Sorry.” Dallas kissed Quinn firmly. “I was just thinking
about all the ways I want to touch you and taste you and I
don’t know that I can do them all, because that makes me feel
slightly, okay, not slightly, maybe totally out of control.”
Quinn’s eyes darkened. “That’s alright. I don’t mind. I
actually think that it’s kind of sexy. To be wanted like that.”
Her voice was husky and it flooded Dallas with hot waves of
desire.
Dallas knew that she couldn’t hold back any longer. Quinn
didn’t want her to, and that made her feel wild and wanton.
She dipped her face and kissed Quinn along her jawline,
suckling and tasting her sweet skin. The crazy thing was that
as soon as she’d kissed Quinn, she remembered. She