Quinn II (Undaunted Men #2) Read Online Free Page B

I'm still risking my life. Is this really the best you can do for me? For your own child?!” I'm so fucking mad I can't see straight. I just want to throw my phone into the woods and watch it smash against a tree, but I need it to contact Stryker. Although, with the death grip I’ve got on this SAT phone I might wind up destroying it yet.
    Tony lets out a heavy sigh, his voice turning apologetic. “Look, I’m sorry, Quinn. You're right on all accounts and you have every right to be mad. I, too, just want to see Lexi safe. For reasons I cannot discuss at the moment, you have to know my hands are tied. I don’t know how all this got so crazy, but don’t keep me from my baby girl. At the very least, let me meet the both of you somewhere when you surface from the trails. I promise I can explain everything to you then.”
    “I’m still taking her home with me,” I state firmly, my voice full of resolve.
    “I understand, but there are other things you’re going to need to know before you do.”  
    “As long as you give me full disclosure then we have a deal,” I pause, a tad reluctant to give the information. “There's a quiet rest area off the beaten path where we can meet in two days. I’ll send you the coordinates tomorrow, along with the time I expect to be there.” It was where I was planning on meeting up with Stryker and Hunter anyway. “And Tony…?”
    “Yes, Quinn?”
    “Nobody in or out of your little circle is to know my plans, got it? I’m done with surprises.”
    “I understand.”
    I hang up the phone and look to the stars above, letting out a huge breath. I pray to God I know what I’m doing here. I don’t like the feeling of being kept in the dark, and I sure as hell didn’t like Tony’s tone of voice when he said her situation is complicated.  
    I'm not going to let Vince get another chokehold on her, because that is exactly what will happen if I send her back home. What had taken place under her father's nose, and out here on these trails, only proves my point; Vince has been a very cunning motherfucker. Her dad can't protect her, not the way I can, and when I see him in two days, I'm damn sure going to get my answers...every last one of them.

He shakes his head with determination between my thighs. “Uh-uh, you’ve got at least one more in you. I can feel it,” he rasps, trailing his tongue through the wetness of my sex. Oh God, his deep, sultry voice hums through my core, and my legs quake. He thrusts his cock into my mouth and I moan. There are no words for how good he feels. He’s been a sex machine, not even stopping for a rest after his first orgasm. I should be exhausted. He’s been relentless, but our sexual appetites have been insane.  
    He has me in a sixty-nine position, and what he’s doing with his tongue…oh, lord, I can’t even function, let alone do the one task I’m supposed to do, which is suck him off. His slick length slips from between my lips as I gasp for air. The warmth and strength of his wet and talented tongue thrusts past my slick folds as he swirls it deep inside my silken walls, tasting me with a ravenous hunger. I’ve never been in this position before. It’s wild and erotic, and having sex with Quinn in the great outdoors only adds to the excitement.
    Not able to take much more, I grip his muscular thighs, digging my nails into his flesh, and squeeze his legs with all my strength. The sensations have become too much to bear. I try to squirm away, but he’s not having it. He wraps both his arms around my lower back, forcing my sex back down onto his mouth with a vengeance. He sucks hard, drawing every ounce of arousal from my core with a force that has me curling my toes. His mouth is high voltage hot, wet, and sending jolts of electricity through me.
    I know I’m being remiss in my duties, but I can’t help it. I couldn’t lick a lollipop right now if I tried. I do manage to wrap my hand around his shaft and stroke him several times. His