Paradise. Quinn didn’t have a better word to describe lying in bed with Kendra while she allowed him to acquaint himself with the wonders of her body.

Stretched out on his side and propped on his forearm, he stroked her breasts, cupping first one and teasing the nipple until it sat up and took notice, then switching to the other. “So pretty.”

“So happy.”

“Hope so.” He flicked the one closest to him with his thumb. As it darkened and grew stiff, his cock stirred. Wouldn’t be long, now.

Her breathing had been relaxed a while ago, but the more he played with her breasts, the quicker her breaths. “I didn’t think they were this sensitive, but tonight…”

“I woke them up.”

“Guess so.”

“Let’s see if they’re really awake.” Moving over her, he leaned down and closed his mouth over that burgundy tip. Now he knew the color as well as the taste, and the feel of the pebbled surface as he rolled it against his tongue.

She made a sound low in her throat and his cock twitched. As he began to suck, her breathing ramped up a bit more. What a joy to make love to this woman.

Lifting his mouth away from one moist breast, he settled in to enjoy the other one while sliding his hand between her damp thighs. She gave him access and that gladdened his heart. So easy to slide his fingers into her slick heat and give her pleasure.

Abandoning her quivering breast, he kissed his way down to her nest of curls and lower, urging her to open for him, breathing in the heady aroma of aroused woman as he slowly, almost casually, took possession of her most secret place.

And she trusted him enough to be vulnerable, to give in to the response he wrung from her with his mouth, his tongue and the gentle scrape of his teeth. She moaned, she writhed, she whimpered, and at last she came, clutching his head and swearing a blue streak. If he hadn’t been otherwise occupied, he would have laughed.

She was still quivering from her climax when he slid into position and entered her with one smooth stroke. Spreading his palms on either side of her head, he gazed down at her flushed face and grinned. “You have the mouth of a sailor.”

She sucked in a breath. “And you have the mouth of a devil. You turned me inside out.”

“You blistered my ears.”

“You had it coming. You have a wicked technique, Sawyer.”

“And you loved every minute of it, McGavin.”

“I did.”

He initiated a slow, seductive rhythm. “How’s this working for you?”

“It’s nice.” She gripped his shoulders. “But I’m tapped out. You won’t get another orgasm from me, if that’s what you’re going for.”

“Nah. This is all about me. You don’t have to do much except lie there.”

“After what you did, I feel compelled to contribute.” She grasped his hips, and on the next down-stroke, she did a sly little rotation. His involuntary gasp must have tickled her because she smiled. “Like that?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

“Then maybe I’ll just do it some more.”

In no time at all, he’d lost control of the situation. Her hip rotation had him struggling to keep from coming and his whole plan had been to give her one more climax. He’d figured that if he played it cool, the next one would sneak up on her.

Instead he was ready to boil over at any minute and she was calm and collected. Or maybe not. That gleam in her eyes…and the extra pressure of her fingertips digging into his shoulders…

Yep, there was that telltale squeeze on his cock. “Tapped out?”

She moistened her lips with the tip of her tongue. “Maybe not.”

“I definitely think not.”

“Just don’t expect—” She clutched his shoulders and arched off the bed. “Hallelujah! Here I go again!”

As she gasped and swore, he pounded into her and followed her over the brink. Damn this was good!

No wonder his favorite place was W-I-T-H-K-M. He could get even more specific than that. His favorite place was right here, between her satin thighs, his cock buried deep. Given that, he might want to decline a turn with the Ouija board next time someone brought it out.

Quinn wasn’t surprised that Kendra liked to cuddle after vigorous sex. If this had been a test to see whether they were sexually compatible, they’d passed with flying colors. By mutual agreement, they curled up together for a little catnap.

He didn’t plan to sleep long and he was good at setting an internal alarm. Although she hadn’t said anything, he doubted she’d want him to stay until morning in case one of her boys spotted him coming out of the ranch house. Long before dawn he’d be back in his cabin and nobody would be the wiser.

When he woke up and saw the pale light of dawn filtering through the pine branches outside her bedroom window, he cussed softly to himself. His internal alarm had failed for the first time in years.

She was still zonked. What now? He hated waking her, but they needed to discuss this. He wasn’t about to sneak out, hoping for the best, without asking how she wanted to handle it. Her kids, her decision.

Combing her hair back from her cheek, he dropped a kiss on her warm skin. Too bad he couldn’t make that a prelude to an intimate caress. His cock would happily go along with that program. He hadn’t experienced morning wood in a while. Inconvenient, but kind of nice that she inspired that in him.

She mumbled something and slept on. He put his mouth close to her ear. “Kendra, wake up.”

She sat up very fast. If he hadn’t reacted, she would have bashed him in the face. “What?” Confusion clouded her eyes. “What are you…” Her gaze sharpened and pink tinged her cheeks. “Oh.” Then she glanced over at the window. “Oh!”

“My fault. I intended to sleep for an hour or so and head back to the cabin. But—”

“Cody’s probably down at the barn. Maybe Zane, too. Normally I’m there by now.”

“I’m really sorry.”

“Not your responsibility. I should have set an alarm.”

“How do you want to handle this?”

She ran her hands through her hair. “I’m thinking.”

“I could just get dressed and walk to the cabin. They might be in the barn. It could be a non-issue.”

“It might be a non-issue even if they saw you.”

“I suppose, but they still might be startled if I come strolling out of your house.”

“Or not. Deidre got me aside in the kitchen last night. While we fetched the pencils, they came up with a plan to calm my boys’ fears. And maybe convince them they don’t need to go into protective mode.”

“How would they do that?”

“Faith would talk with Cody, Mandy would talk with Zane, Nicole would talk with Bryce and so on.”

“Huh.” He scrubbed a hand over his face and encountered the stiff bristle of his beard. “What were they planning to say?”

“That you weren’t a threat to the status quo. We’re just…having fun. You have your life and I have mine. Stuff like that. Mostly what you and I discussed last night.”

“It’s a good idea. I should talk to Roxanne, too. She moved here partly to be out on her own. She needs to know that dear old dad won’t suddenly be living here.”

“Right.”

“I’ll also have a discussion with my boys at some point.”

“Would you need to? Aren’t all your kids used to you dating?”

“Uh, yeah, but—” How to explain the difference? “I think it was obvious I wasn’t…strongly attached.”

She studied him. “You were just having fun?”

“Not this much fun.” Maybe he shouldn’t have said that, but it had popped out. The discussion was getting tricky.

“Hm.”

“It’s late.” He climbed out of bed. “We’d better come up with our game plan, whatever it’s going to be.”

Her gaze traveled over him. “You’re a hell of a handsome guy, Quinn.”

“You’re a hell of a beautiful woman, Kendra. I would love to spend the rest of the day in bed with you, but that’s not in the cards.”

“Have you ever spent a whole day in bed with someone?”

“No, ma’am. Have you?”

“No. Never even thought of it. But I’m thinking about it, now.”

“We don’t live that kind of life. Neither of us has the luxury of an entire day to do nothing but amuse each other.”

“I guess not.” She smiled. “Maybe we wouldn’t make it through a whole day. Maybe we’d get bored.”

“Do you think so?”

“No.”

“Me, either.”

She took a deep breath, making her breasts quiver invitingly. “Here’s what I think we should do.”

“Say to hell with everything and fly to Tahiti?”

She gave him a long look as if she might be imagining it.

He was, and he’d never had that kind of fantasy in his life. But to be alone with her, somewhere warm, without responsibilities…to have the freedom to eat, sleep and make love any time of the day or night…yeah, he could go for that.

“Let’s take a quick shower, get dressed, and walk down to the barn together. We’ll talk to them about this. Get it out in the open.”

He nodded. “Good plan.”

“If Faith and Mandy have laid the groundwork, it should be fairly easy. If they haven’t, it’s even more important that we not sneak around as if we’ve done something wrong.”

“Which we haven’t.” He glanced at the rumpled bed and the lovely woman he’d shared it with. “Just the opposite. This feels more right than anything I’ve done in a long, long time.”