Chapter 33: I like a girl with a plan

LEO

Her hair was down, spilling around her face. Her arms and legs, still sporting a little leftover tan from the summer, were bare. And on her body, she wore my jersey.

It was huge on her, of course. Quinn wasn't tiny, by any means, but I was still half a foot taller than her and outweighed her by almost a hundred pounds, probably. The jersey hung low on her shoulders, dipping enticingly between her breasts.

She walked toward me, her eyes glued to mine, and then crawled onto the bed, kneeling at the foot.

"Baby." I breathed the word and held out one hand. "Look at you. How did you ...where did you get this?"

She smiled and lifted one shoulder. The slippery material slid down one of her arms, baring the top of one gorgeous tit.

"I had help. And I wanted to be wearing it tonight. Because like you said . . ." She moved closer to me, until her knees rested next to my legs. "Go big or go home, right?"

I couldn't wait another moment. Sitting up, I reached for her, hauling her body