Chapter 28

Troy

For a good minute, I couldn’t move or speak. My mind reeled with the many possibilities, but I was so close to losing control and doing something stupid that I didn’t even want to risk her hands anywhere near my cock and balls.

Taking her own initiative for once, Quinn slipped her fingers under my shirt and started to trace the outline of my abs. Her touch was pure, erotic electricity.

I was about to lose my damn mind.

Her hands went down instead of up, going straight for my belt. I grabbed her wrist. "No," I said in a husky voice and I pointed to the floor on the other side of the bed. “Get on your knees. Hands behind your back.”

She rolled off the bed and knelt in front of me, placing her hands behind her back. I sat up, swinging my legs on the floor and got to my feet. I undid my trousers and with a relieved sigh, freed my aching, throbbing cock. Her eyes widened a little as she stared at my erection. She looked at my dick like it was a deadly, venomous snake. “Look at me