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away. Her eyes were squeezed tightly closed making him smile wider. Her gasp echoed through the room
when he dipped the tip of his tongue into her sweet folds. He laved her clit, enjoyed the warmth that
surrounded every last suckle.
It didn t take long before her hips lifted from the bed and met him stroke for stroke. He slid one finger
inside her and about lost it when she contracted around him. But it wasn t about him, it was about Gillian
and loving her like he should have the night before. If he couldn t find the words to tell her yet, he was
damn sure going to show her how he felt about her. How he was making her his and only his. In a way no
other man ever had. And if he could figure out how, never would.
 I don t think& I can t& you have to stop. Gillian s hands were clamped tight on her thighs.
Quint stopped long enough to answer her.  Yes, you can. Come for me, Gillian. He eased another
finger inside her and stroked his tongue across her swollen clit. Faster and faster, he guided her higher and
higher. She writhed beneath his ministrations.
He was getting a cramp in his knee, but he couldn t stop. Not with Gillian so close.
She moaned, almost growled, and came around his fingers with a hearty shudder.
Carefully, he slid out from under her legs and snapped up his pants to grab a condom. He rolled it on.
The damn thing broke, split right up the side. He cursed under his breath. He only had one in his pocket. He
hadn t exactly thought he d need it, but he d hoped.
He could stop, despite what teenage boys had said for years, he wouldn t die if he didn t follow
through to completion it hurt like hell, but didn t kill a guy.
 Hurry, Quint. Gillian rubbed her foot along the back of his thigh.
He could delve in for just a moment, pull out before he came. He was back between her thighs before
she d even opened her eyes. Hands on either side of her on the bed, he leaned forward and kissed her softly
as he slid between her wet folds, embedded himself down deep inside her. The moisture and the warmth
made it damn hard not to come right then and there.
Gillian stalked her fingers up Quint s chest as he rocked against her in and out, he focused on little
else. Held himself at enough mental distance to keep up his composure. He wanted to make her come
again, feel the rush of her orgasm as it surrounded him.
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The peaks of her taut nipples brushed against his chest with every beat of his drumming into her. He
tempered his breathing, but she was meeting him thrust for thrust and rocking his concentration. The little
mewing in the back of her throat was growing more distracting.
She slid her fingers up into his hair and pulled his head down next to hers. A shiver wracked through
her and she came around his cock.  So good. Her breathy, lustful voice drew his balls up tight. She bit
down on his earlobe then traced her tongue over the contour.
He couldn t hold off any longer and spilled himself into her.
 Oh, Jesus. He panted and tried to catch his breath. What the hell had he just done?
 God, Quint. I ve never&  She hugged him tight to her chest, the cast scratched across his back.
 Thank you.
He all but groaned. Yeah, you re thanking me now&  I m sorry.
She released him and let him put some space between them.  For?
 The condom broke. I should have stopped, but damn it you make me crazy. I lost control.
She blinked rapid fire at him and swallowed hard.  Broke?
 Yeah. He slid from her.
 How could that happen?
Quint scrubbed his hands down his face.  I& 
Gillian climbed down from the bed and ran to the bathroom. Quint heard the shower turn on. His heart
hammered against his chest as much from the heartiest orgasm he d ever had and the fact that he d had
unprotected sex for the first time since he was seventeen and thought he knew everything.
He hadn t moved so much as an inch by the time Gillian emerged from the bathroom draped in a
towel. She had some sort of plastic bag wrapped around the pink cast and wouldn t or couldn t hold his
gaze.
His stomach rolled as he said,  What s done is done. You can t wash it away.
She toyed with the edge of the towel and shrugged.
 I m sure it ll be fine. But if not 
 I m sure you re right, she said as she nodded.  But if not, we ll be miles away from here when it
matters. You don t have to worry one way or the other.
 What? Why? He shot up out of the bed. His heart hammered triple time.  When were you going to
tell me?
Gillian frowned.  Not that I owe you any explanations for what I do, one way or the other, but you
didn t think we d stay here permanently.
 Actually, I thought the town had grown on you. Hell, I thought I d grown on you.
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She picked at the plastic bag covering her cast and sighed.  Paintbrush is great, I guess, but once my
cast comes off, I can go back to work. There s not a big market here for a masseuse. We ll move on when
we re ready.
 You act like it s no big deal to just pick up and go time after time, but it sounds to me like you re
running. Is it because of me? Or Richard Damon?
Gillian s knees shook.  I beg your pardon? She sat heavily on the edge of the bed. Water dripped off
of her onto the quilt. That she could focus on. She could not, however, focus on the name that just came out
Quint s mouth. He had no reason to know it, much less hurl it at her.
Quint slipped into his jeans and squatted in front of her.  I didn t mean to drop that on you like that.
 How? Her voice eked out just above a whisper.
 After the fire last night&  He cupped her cheek.  The way you were acting, I put your name into a
search engine. He relayed some of the more horrific details that all the papers had run at the time of the
murder. When Gillian did nothing more than sit there he lifted her chin until she met his gaze.  Why didn t
you tell me?
 I ve never told anyone. She swallowed hard as her nerves hummed.  Heidi doesn t even know some
of why we left. She was so young, Quint. She shivered. Quint stood and gathered up the quilt around her.
 It was years of therapy before she could sleep in her own room and more still before she had any
semblance of a normal life.
 Tell me what happened that made you leave Mobile. The mattress sank beside her as Quint sat. He
draped his arm over her shoulder and pulled her into a cocoon of his arms.
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