belly, adding to the pleasure coursing through her.
Virginia arched her neck as she ground against him harder as yet another orgasm slammed into her. Pussy spasming on his still working cock, she slowed her movements at the almost unbearable sensation.
His hands gripped her hips tighter. “No, stay there. Oh man, you feel so good. So tight.” As her body vibrated from the force of her orgasm, his cock swelled inside her. “Oh shit, I’m going to come.”
She didn’t have it in her to respond, and he obviously didn’t have it in him to wait. She slumped forward, her hands resting on his shoulders. Those busy hands of his grabbed her ass and squeezed. He pumped into her one last time, and with breaths coming in heavy pants, he came.
Reduced to little more than a quivering pile of Jell-O, she laid her head on his chest. His hand stroked her hair. As she slid into sleep, he whispered, “Thank you.”
Chapter Four
The pale light of the coming dawn peeped through the open curtains, waking Jake. A few hours earlier, Virginia had snuggled into his side. Arm wrapped around her, he almost had to pinch himself at the memory of what they had done last night.
Careful not to disturb her, he eased out of the bed. Once he was free, she rolled onto her belly and nuzzled the abandoned pillow. His cock twitched at the sight of all her curves. With a quiet groan, he grasped the blanket that lay crumpled at the foot of the bed and tucked it around her shoulders. He brushed away the loose curls covering her face and planted a soft kiss on her forehead. His bag rested on the dresser. He grabbed it and hurried into the bathroom.
After a shave and a much-needed shower, he dressed and exited the bathroom. A made up tune he’d been whistling died on his lips. Virginia sat on the now made bed, fully dressed with a book in her hand. With a crisp swipe of her index finger, she turned a page. Where had the woman who’d trembled in his arms gone?
He coughed. Nothing. Damn, he should have waited for her to wake up. “Hey.” Did that sound casual? He hoped so. He’d never slept with a woman without extensive planning and both parties being aware it was going to happen in advance. Random unplanned sex had been Quinn’s forte.
Without lifting her eyes from the book, she held up a hand. “One second.”
He fidgeted with the strap of the bag still slung over his shoulder. “Listen, I want to talk to you about last night.”
With a loud sigh, she placed one finger in between the pages and closed the ancient leather book. When she glanced up, her irritated expression morphed into shock. Her mouth dropped open and eyes widened. She stared past him. Jake followed, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. A rush of cool air brushed his side as he swiveled back around.
“Oh my.” Her hand stretched out in his direction, but she jerked it back right away.
“What’s the matter?”
“I think I see him.”
“Quinn’s here?”
She nodded in a hesitant motion. “Very.”
* * *
Virginia recognized the whole “I’m not really looking for a relationship” speech from the panicked glint in his eyes. Jake was about to make last night even more awkward than it needed to be. Hell, he’d crept out of bed at the earliest opportunity.
Then, she saw something that shouldn’t have been possible. A few steps behind Jake, Quinn leaned against a wall buck naked with an erection that would shame a porn star. “Oh my.”
“What’s the matter?” Jake scanned the room.
“I think I see him.” Quinn appeared as real as Jake. He walked toward her, cock bobbing against his belly. She’d heard the whispers of what she believed to be ghosts before, but had never seen one. She stretched out a hand and it went through his midsection. The corded muscles of his belly rippled as her hand passed through, but nothing more. She snatched her hand back.
Jake’s head snapped in her direction. “Quinn’s here?”
“Very.”
“You can see