Quinn stilled and they lay like that for a long while. Herbreathing steadied and her skin cooled. Still, she wasn’t quite ready to letQuinn go. She once again found herself at a loss for words, but it wasdifferent. If Quinn had managed to short-circuit her brain before, thisoverload had more to do with the heart. She might not be ready to own that outloud, but she wasn’t the kind of woman to deny it.
“Are you sure I’m not crushing you?”
She took a deep breath and let it out slowly. “No, but you’reprobably not comfortable like that.”
“Maybe. But it sure as hell has its perks.” Quinn pulled just farenough away to slip off the harness. When she came back, she opened her armsand Amanda settled in. As amazing as the sex was, the ease of how well they fittogether had to be a close second. She’d never wanted to admit how much she’dmissed this kind of intimacy in all her years of being single.
Quinn, who’d been tracing circles on Amanda’s shoulder with herfinger, paused. “Penny for your thoughts.”
“I’m thinking how good you feel. Like, a little bit ago, but now,too.”
“I like that.” Quinn kissed the top of her head. “And ditto.”
“I’m also thinking how long it’s been since I’ve done that, buthow perfect it was.”
Quinn grinned. “Like riding a bike?”
“Way, way better than riding a bike.” And pretty much anythingelse she could think of.
“Okay, I’ll give you that. Absolutely.”
She nuzzled in closer. “Thank you for not thinking me too forwardearlier.”
Quinn’s expression turned serious. “About that.”
Despite her generally blissed out state, Amanda’s stomach flippeduncomfortably. “Too much?”
The serious morphed into exasperated. “I’ve already made it clearit was both welcome and incredibly sexy. I was thinking more about myself.”
“What about you?”
Quinn took a deep breath, blew it out. “Being with you, is…”
Amanda waited for her to continue, but she didn’t. “Is?”
Another deep breath. “It’s amazing. Let me lead with that. It’salso, I don’t know, kind of a wake-up call.”
“How so?”
“Like, I haven’t been myself lately and you reminded me of whothat person is.”
Not unlike her feelings about her brief affair with Mel. Shecould appreciate the sentiment—like, a thousand times over—but the parallelleft her uneasy. What if Quinn’s wake-up call woke her up to a thousand thingsthat weren’t her? “I get that.”
“So, like, I’m not going to turn into some super intense alphabutch or anything, but I think I might have come across as more timid than Ireally am.”
Oh. Oh, that was interesting. “Is that an apology or a warning?”She bit her lip and let her gaze linger on Quinn’s mouth. “Or a promise?”
“At the risk of sounding wishy-washy, may I ask if you have astrong preference one way or another?”
She tucked her tongue in her cheek, trying decide how best toanswer.
Quinn didn’t give her the chance to. “You know what, never mind.I need to be authentic here. So, it’s kind of all three, but mostly the lastone. I can keep it in check, to a certain extent. Like I said, I’m not someswaggery alpha and I don’t like being the center of attention. But I’m bolderthan I’ve let on so far and I think it’s fair for you to know it.”
Just when she thought her night couldn’t get any better. “Out ofcuriosity, what exactly might that look like?”
“Well—”
“You could tell me or, if you’d rather, you should show me.”
Quinn’s gaze raked over her. “I’d very much like to show you.”
“Then, by all means.”
“Don’t mind if I do.” She shifted, sliding her arm out fromaround Amanda. She trailed fingers down Amanda’s arms, encircling each of herwrists. She pinned Amanda’s hands over her head, gave Amanda a look thatthreatened to set her insides on fire, and then she proceeded to do exactlythat.
Chapter Nineteen
Amanda flipped the switch on the coffee pot and putteredaround the kitchen, humming to herself. When Quinn appeared, gorgeous andrumpled in the doorway, she couldn’t suppress a smile. “Good morning.”
Quinn ran a hand through her hair, only making matters worse. Or,in the context of rumpled and gorgeous, better. “Morning.”
“Coffee?”
Quinn nodded. “Oh, yes.”
She readied cups, taking pleasure in knowing how Quinn liked hercoffee at this point. “It’ll just be a minute.”
Quinn crossed the room and put her arms around Amanda, pullingher close. “How are you this morning?”
A string of clichés and a few sexually explicit responses dancedthrough her mind, but she settled on, “Really good.”
Quinn loosened her grip but didn’t let her go. “I swear I’m notthe woman who needs a lot of feedback in the sex department, but could youmaybe be a tad more specific?”
She laughed, given what had been on the tip of her tongue.
“I said specific.” Quinn made small circles with her indexfinger. “That could be read a lot of different ways.”
“It was amazing.” She kissed Quinn. “Perfect.” She kissed heragain. “So exactly what I wanted.” Another kiss. “Needed.”
“See, that’s better. Although I don’t want you to think I’mfishing for compliments.”
She shook her head. “I don’t. And, for the record, the laugh wasbecause I was thinking about a dozen inappropriate comments about how good thesex was and I refrained.”
“Inappropriate, huh?”
It was the first time she’d seen Quinn look truly smug and, to behonest, it was a good look for her. “Trust me on this one.”
She poured the coffee and handed Quinn a cup. Quinn stared at itfor a moment, then leaned in and breathed in the steam wafting from it. “Okay.You hand me coffee and I’ll go along with pretty much anything you ask.”
“I’ll keep that in mind. What can I make you for breakfast?”
Quinn took a sip of coffee and let out a sigh. “You don’t have tomake me breakfast, you know. I mean, I love your cooking, but that’s not whatI’m in it for.”
“Is that so?” She sipped her own coffee and indulged a passingthought of how easy it would be to get used to mornings like this.
“Uh-huh.”
“So, do I get to ask what you are in it for?”
“The sex.”
She said it so casually, Amanda couldn’t help but snicker. “It’sgood to know what I
