Brody
I knew I should be talking to Quinn about Evan but I couldn’t bring myself to start the conversation. I wanted to shield her from everything relating to him, not to see the terror in her eyes when I told her what I knew.
Watching her remove her top, my eyes widened in surprise, all thoughts of Evan disappearing to the back of my mind. Seeing my reaction, she grinned and pulled me down on top of her. Our eyes locked before she brushed her lips against mine, snaking her tongue into my mouth. Her legs wrapped around me and I pushed my aching cock against her. She moaned and tightened her legs around me, her hands tugging on my hair. Breaking the kiss, I lifted her so she was straddling me, my hand pushing her hair over her shoulder.
“Are you sure?” I asked her, knowing I would wait for as long as it took for her to be ready.
“Yes, I’m sure,” she whispered, her cheeks flushing pink. “I want you.”
“God, I want you too, baby,” I mumbled as I kissed her neck. I don’t think I’d ever wanted anyone as much as I wanted Quinn. As soon as I’d stared into her eyes that day at the hospital, I'd wanted her. I’d never felt this strongly for anyone before, and there was no doubt in my mind I was falling in love with her.
Pulling the material of her bra down I exposed one of her perfect tits. My mouth found her nipple, my tongue circling around it. Her back arched, pushing her tit further into my mouth. Biting down gently she gasped, her hand holding my head to her chest. Reaching around her arched back, I undid the clasp on her bra. Releasing her nipple from my mouth I watched as her bra fell away from her body.
“Lie down, baby.” Once she’d lain down, I slowly removed her sweats, leaving her lying on my bed in nothing but a pair of black lace panties. Her blonde hair was splayed out on my pillow and I swear she looked like a fucking angel. My angel. Lifting her leg, I kissed up her calf and around her knee. She giggled occasionally when my mouth connected with a ticklish spot and I smiled against her skin, loving how ticklish she was.
“You’re meant to be moaning, not giggling,” I teased, making my way up her thigh. The giggling stopped almost immediately as my lips kissed over her lace panties. Panties that were already soaked for me. “God, you’re so wet, baby,” I muttered, reaching for the edges of her panties. She lifted her hips, and I pulled them down her legs, tossing them onto the floor at the side of the bed. Sitting back on my heels, I let my eyes wander over her naked body. She looked so beautiful. Sweeping my gaze up her legs and over her flat stomach, my eyes lingered on her full tits, her nipples pebbled with her arousal. Dragging my attention away from her tits I saw her head was lifted from the pillow and she was biting down on her lip, her eyes fixed on me. I knew this would be her first time, and I could see she was nervous.
“You are so beautiful, Quinn. I can’t keep my eyes, or my hands, off you,” I said, running my hands up her legs. My fingers ran through the wet folds between her legs and she gasped, dropping her head back onto the pillow. My tongue followed my fingers, and I sucked her clit into my mouth, holding her legs down as she tried to buck against me. Her breaths were coming in short sharp pants and she moaned as I pushed a finger inside her, my mouth still working her over.
“God, that feels so good,” she moaned, her arm coming up to cover her face. My tongue began circling her clit, and she cried out as I pushed another finger inside her tight, wet heat. Thrusting my fingers in and out, her walls gripped them tightly. I reached my other hand up and over her stomach, rolling her nipple between my fingers. Her walls were fluttering around my fingers and I knew she was close to falling over the edge. Pinching her nipple, I sucked her clit into my mouth again. Her hips left the bed as her orgasm hit her and she came hard, calling out my name. Kissing up and over her stomach I traced her scar with my tongue and brushed a kiss over her butterfly tattoo before making my way up her body. Her breathing was still ragged and uneven, and her arm was still over her face. Lifting her arm, I brushed my lips against hers. She flung her arms around me, kissing me urgently.
“Wow…” she panted, pulling out of the kiss. “That was… wow!”
I chuckled as I took in her flushed face, her eyes wide. Leaning across the bed to the nightstand, I reached into the drawer and pulled out a condom.
“Are you still sure you want to do this?” I wanted her to know she could change her mind at any point. She nodded, and I moved off the bed, slowly removing my boxers as she sat up and watched me. I saw her eyes drop to my cock as it sprung free, jutting out in front of me. She swallowed nervously, and I sat down on the bed next to her. “I’ll go slowly, and we can stop whenever you want. The last thing I want is to hurt you, baby,” I said, taking her hand in mine. She smiled, and I kneeled on the bed, rolling the condom on. Kissing her lips, I gently lowered her down on the bed, bringing my body over hers. Deepening the kiss, I bit down on her lip and they parted, her tongue snaking into my mouth. My fingers found her tit, and I gently pinched her nipple as I kissed her. Her back arched, opening her neck up to me. I kissed over her jaw, gently nipping her neck before soothing it with my tongue. Dropping my hand between her legs I slid my fingers through her folds circling my thumb around her clit.
“More, Brody,” she moaned. Settling between her legs, I took my cock in my hand and placed it against her entrance. Pushing gently, I eased inside her. She gasped, and I stopped.
“Are you okay?” I hated that I was hurting her. She closed her eyes and nodded her head.
“Keep going,” she whispered, her nails digging into the skin on my shoulders. I eased further inside her until my hips met hers. Taking a shaky breath, I kissed her, working my tongue into her mouth. She felt so tight, it was taking everything I had to stay still while she got used to me being inside her.
“Please move,” she begged, wiggling her hips. Slowly pulling out, she whimpered as I gently thrust against her. I dropped my head to her nipple, sucking it into my mouth. “Oh God!” she cried out. “Faster, Brody.”
Relieved that she didn’t seem to be in pain, I put my hand under her knee and bent her leg, increasing the speed of my thrusts. She felt incredible wrapped around my cock and I could feel my orgasm building already. I wanted her to come again though, and I dropped my fingers between her legs, flicking her clit with my thumb. She arched her back and moaned as I pounded into her. Her breathing was labored and her pussy was twitching around my cock. I knew she was close.
Kissing up her neck, I whispered in her ear, “Come for me, baby.” My fingers pinched her clit and her whole body shuddered as she came, biting down on my shoulder. Thrusting inside her once more I followed her with my own orgasm, collapsing on top of her, both our bodies slick with sweat.
After a few minutes, our breathing had evened out, and I slowly lifted my head from her shoulder. Her face was still flushed from her orgasm and her eyes were wide. A huge smile lit up her face. I’d never seen her look so beautiful. Unable to resist kissing her, I dropped my lips to hers. What started out as a gentle kiss, soon turned into something more and I felt my cock harden inside her. Pulling out of the kiss, Quinn raised her eyebrows at me.
“Already?” she asked with a giggle.
“Ignore him,” I told her with a wink. “He’s got a mind of his own.” I kissed her again before gently pulling out of her. Climbing off the bed I started to make my way to the bathroom.
“What if I don’t want to ignore him?” Turning around, I felt a smile pulling on my lips. I couldn’t help but stare at her. She lay naked on my bed, her hair wild and her cheeks flushed pink.
“Where has my innocent Quinn gone?” I wiggled my eyebrows at her. She laughed and covered her eyes with her hands.
“Well, no one told me it would feel that good,” she muttered from behind her hands.
“Believe me, baby, there will be plenty more where that came from. We’ve got all the time in the world.” I came back to the bed and bent over her, brushing a kiss across her lips. “I’m going to clean up, then we can order pizza and eat it in bed.”
“Sounds perfect.” She grinned.
Once in the bathroom, I came to stand in front of the sink, my hands resting on either side. I’d just told her we’d got all the time in the world to be together. Glancing at my reflection in the mirror, I only hoped that once I’d told Quinn about Evan, that statement would still be true. I wasn’t ready to lose her. I don’t think I’d ever be ready to.
Quinn
Watching Brody walk naked to the bathroom, I couldn’t help but stare at his incredible ass. I’d been apprehensive about sleeping with him, but he’d made my first time unforgettable. Feeling an unfamiliar sting between my legs, I knew I’d be sore tomorrow, but it was the best kind of sore.
Sitting up, I swung my legs over the side of the bed. Spying the t-shirt Brody had taken off after we’d arrived home, I quickly slipped it on and padded across to the window. The drapes were closed, and I pulled them open slightly, looking out over the ranch. The light was fading, but I could just make out a man standing behind where the burned-out stables had once been. It was too dark to make out his face, but I guessed it was one of the ranch hands—maybe Colt or Taylor. Sensing they were looking up at the house, I took a small step back, an uneasy feeling washing over me. Feeling arms wrap around me, I screamed, not having heard Brody coming out of the bathroom.
“Shit! You scared me.”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” He wrapped his arms more tightly around me, his lips coming to kiss my neck. “What are you looking at?” he mumbled against my skin.
“Nothing. I just saw someone outside, by where the stables were. It was probably just Colt or Taylor,” I told him, shrugging my shoulders slightly. I felt Brody’s body tense behind me.
“Colt and Taylor aren’t working tonight.” He pushed me gently behind him as he peered through the drapes.
“Maybe it was Mason then?” I suggested. He shook his head.
“I don’t think so. Mason mentioned he was taking Libby out.” His voice was strained and the uneasy feeling I’d felt a minute ago returned.
“Who was it then?”
“I don’t know, baby. There’s no one there now. I’m going to go take a look.” He moved away from the window, closing the drapes. Picking up his jeans, he pulled them on.
“I’ll come too.” I reached for my sweats that lay on the bedroom floor.
“No!” he exclaimed, a frown on his face. I looked at him in surprise. Seeing my reaction, he relaxed his features and came over to me. “Stay here, Quinn, please. Why don’t you order the pizza while I’m gone?” I eyed him suspiciously.
“Who do you think it is, Brody?” My heart was pounding in my chest. Sighing, he pushed his hand through his already messy hair.
“I don’t know. But I’d rather you stay here, where I know you’re safe.”
“You’re scaring me,” I whispered. “Why wouldn’t I be safe out there?”
“Of course, you’re safe, baby. I’m just hungry. I thought you could order the food while I checked things out.” He smiled at me, but he was acting weird and I had no idea why.
“Okay,” I agreed, wondering what it was he wasn’t telling me. “I’ll come downstairs and grab the takeout menus.”
“No need. I’ve got some in the nightstand drawer,” he replied, looking relieved I’d agreed to stay inside. He kissed me on the cheek before grabbing his phone and heading out into the hall. “If you need me, call me.” He held his phone in the air. “I won’t be long.”
Following him into the hall, I shouted after him as he flew down the stairs. “What pizza do you want?”
“Whatever you want,” he shouted up. “I like anything.” Sighing, I made my way back into his bedroom. Walking past the nightstand, I went straight to the window, opening the drapes again. The light had faded even more, and I waited to see Brody appear from the front of the house. I saw the illumination of a flashlight before Brody came into view. He was holding the light in one hand, his other hand holding his phone to his ear. I wondered who he was calling. Maybe he was calling Colt and Taylor to see if they were working even though they weren’t scheduled to be. I watched him walk through the scorched exercise area and around the new structure that was going to replace the stables. Whoever I’d seen out there was gone now, there was no sign of them.
Brody disappeared from sight for a few minutes as he went up toward the guest accommodations. When he returned to view, he was no longer on his phone and it looked like he was heading back to the house. Looking up to the window he saw me looking out and waved. I waved back and closed the drapes. Finding the takeout menu for the local pizza place, I picked up my phone and dialed the number on the front. Ordering a large barbeque chicken pizza, and a side of wedges, I gave the man on the other end of the phone the ranch address before hanging up. Minutes later, I heard footsteps on the stairs, before the bedroom door swung open and Brody walked in.
“Did you see anyone?” I asked, noticing he no longer had the flashlight in his hand.
“No, there was no one out there.”
“There definitely was when I first looked.” I frowned. “Who did you call?” He looked at me, pausing before he answered.
“Colt and Taylor. It wasn’t either of them. Maybe your eyes were playing tricks on you?” he suggested.
“Maybe, it wouldn’t be the first time today,” I mumbled.
“What do you mean?” His eyebrows raised in question, and I looked at him, biting down on my lip. “Quinn…” he warned. “What aren’t you telling me?” Sitting down on the bed, I fiddled with the edge of the t-shirt I was wearing.
“When we were in Marble Falls this afternoon, I thought I saw someone…” I trailed off. “When I looked back, they were gone. It probably wasn’t who I thought it was. Just my mind playing tricks on me,” I rambled.
“Who was it you thought you saw?” He pulled my fingers from the hem of his t-shirt and held my hand in his.
“Evan,” I said quietly. I watched as his face filled with anger and just from holding his hand I could feel his whole body go rigid.
“Where? When?”
“When we were outside the gift shop, waiting for your mom and dad. I thought I saw him go into the grocery store up the street. Like I said, when I looked again, he’d gone.” I lifted my eyes to his and saw his jaw tic. “It couldn’t be him though, he has no idea where I am.” I was trying to convince Brody as well as myself. Brody remained silent and after a minute or so of him saying nothing, I squeezed his hand.
“Do you think it could have been him?” I asked, panic beginning to set in as he hadn’t immediately tried to reassure me that it couldn’t have been Evan. “Brody?” I whispered. Sighing, he moved closer toward me.
“After what we’ve just shared I wanted to wait until tomorrow to talk to you about this, but now that you’ve told me you think you saw Evan…” He trailed off.
“Talk to me about what?” My stomach churned with nerves as I waited for him to say something.
“When you first told me what Evan had done, I had Ethan, a friend in the police department in town, run Evan’s name through their database. I wanted to see if he’d ever been in trouble before.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I didn’t want to worry you.”
“Did your friend find anything?” He nodded.
“Yeah, baby, he did.” He raked his hand through his hair. “He called me earlier. Evan’s wanted for a triple homicide, Quinn.”
“What?” I whispered, fear gripping my stomach. “Are you sure?”
“I wish I was wrong, sweetheart.” His face was etched with worry and I’m sure mine mirrored his.
“Who did he kill? Was it the guys he owed money to?”
“Ethan said it was some local drug dealers. Could that be who he borrowed the money from?” He wrapped his arm around my shoulder and pulled me into his chest.
I nodded, inhaling his familiar scent, a scent up until a few minutes ago I’d associated with feeling safe. Now I didn’t know if I’d ever feel safe again. “Where is he now?” I was terrified to hear his answer, but I needed to know.
“They don’t know, baby. Ethan wants to come and talk to you tomorrow. They knew you lived at the address where the bodies were found. They thought something had happened to you too.” He held me tightly and I knew he was thinking how lucky I had been to get out alive.
“He killed them in the house?” A sob escaped my throat as tears ran down my cheeks, and I found myself crying against his chest.
“Shhhh,” he muttered into my hair. “Please don’t cry. I can’t stand it.” Leaning against his chest I realized how stupid I’d been. I’d allowed myself to get swept up in my relationship with Brody, fooling myself into believing I could make a new life for myself here with him. I should have known Evan would catch up with me. He blamed me for everything that had happened. There was no way he was going to leave me to get on with my life.
I’d brushed off thinking I’d seen Evan earlier in Marble Falls, but now Brody had told me what he’d found out, I was sure it had been him. Just like I was sure it had been Evan I’d seen through the bedroom window earlier. If that was the case, then he’d found me, and everyone I knew was in danger.