Catching Quinn (Waverly Wildcats, #2)

by Jennifer Bonds

There’s only one way to ensure Quinn gets the pleasure she deserves. I have to be the one who gives it to her.

When it comes to Quinn, I want it all. She draws back, smiling against my mouth. “What are you doing?” “Inviting you back to my place.” She bites her lower lip, the tender flesh as ripe as a strawberry. “Are you sure?” White-hot need coils deep in my balls and I roll my hips, cock gliding over her belly. I need to be inside this woman right fucking now. “I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life.”

“When you crave release, you come to me. No one else. I’ll give you what you need.”

Quinn’s curled up next to me, her head resting on my chest. She fits perfectly against me with her hand pressed to my abdomen and one leg draped over mine. It’s like the spot was carved out just for her.

“I may be a work in progress, but I will not chase after a guy who doesn’t think I’m worth the effort.”

You call yourself a disaster, but to me, you’ll always be a miracle. My smart, beautiful, chaotic miracle. You showed me what it is to love unconditionally, and despite all my faults, you chose me.

I could live a thousand lifetimes and I’d want to spend every single one of them catching Quinn.