Renee Langdon's chest tightened, and she muttered, "Big jerk!"
"Really?" Quinn Leroy responded vaguely, then kissed her lips again.
He invaded her lips like a conqueror, entwining her tongue, letting the taste called desire spread in her mouth, fragrant and rich like roses.
At some point, their clothes were off.
Her long hair flowing, she lay beneath him, her alluring features exuding seduction, her fair skin as smooth as ivory, unbelievably beautiful, like a goddess stepping down from a fine Western oil painting.
Quinn Leroy's breathing became increasingly rapid.
He just stared at her intently.
Renee Langdon felt extremely embarrassed being looked at like this, shyly covering her eyes with her hand while raising a leg to press against his chest, "Don't look, get up..."
Quinn Leroy held her leg, gently sliding it to the side, then lifted it onto his shoulder.
She was startled, quickly moved her hand away, and looked at him.
