VICTORIOUS (A Quantum Novel)(100)

His low growl is the only warning I have before he rolls me onto my back and buries his face between my legs. It takes three strokes of his tongue to finish me off.

I open my eyes to him looking down at me with a goofy smile on his face.

“Why are you smiling like that?”

“Because I love you. I love that you just asked me to make you come. I love having you here in this place that I love and knowing we have days and days to spend together with no one and nothing to bother us.”

“Don’t you mean days to spend naked together?”

He drops his head to my chest. “Mmm.”

I run my fingers through his hair, loving the silky feel of it. “You’ve actually brought me here to make me your sex slave, haven’t you?”

“You’ve figured me out.”

We stay like that, wrapped up in each other, for a long time, long enough that the moon begins to rise over the water.

“Hey, Nat?”

“Yeah?”

“Despite how it might seem, I’m actually your slave. You know that, don’t you? I’m completely and utterly at your mercy.”

“And I’m at yours.”

“You can’t ever leave me.”

I love when he, who could have any woman he wants, shows me his heart and his vulnerability where I’m concerned. “There’s nowhere else I’d rather be than right here with you.”





Chapter 20





By Thursday night, we’ve tried everything twice and much of it three times because we liked it so much. My body is vibrating from the hours he spent building me up only to shatter me into a thousand pieces and then put me back together the way only he can.

It has been the most blissfully relaxing and sensually charged week of my life. That I’ve been able to relax so completely despite the nearly constant hum of desire is amazing to me. I’m sad that we have to go home tomorrow, but I’m ready to get back to some sort of productive routine after the beautiful weeks I’ve spent with Flynn.

I also miss Fluff. This is the longest we’ve ever been apart, and I hope she’s behaving for Flynn’s parents. Other than my weekly appointment with my therapist, Curt, which Flynn insisted I keep, we haven’t spoken to anyone but each other in days.

My body feels beautifully used, my bottom cheeks stinging from being spanked, my inner thighs sore and my most tender areas tingling from the burn of his big cock entering me over and over again. I’m officially addicted to that big cock and all the amazing ways he uses it to love me. We’re lying in bed, our bodies cooling from another round of vigorous lovemaking, when the house phone rings, startling us both.

“Probably just the pilots confirming departure,” he says as he gets up to answer it. “I’ll tell them we’re not ready to go.”

“We are ready. We’ve got the Oscars this weekend, and we’re going. My husband is favored to win.”

He growls and makes a playfully sinister face at me. “I can’t believe you said that out loud.”

Smiling, I watch him leave the room. The sight of his tight buns never gets old, even after nearly a week of looking at his naked form.

Listening to the low hum of his voice in the other room, I begin to doze. I’m as relaxed as I’ve ever been after the idyllic time with him. We’ve done nothing but swim, lie in the sun, eat delicious food, drink margaritas and more wine from the Quantum vineyards and make love as often as we possibly could. Every part of me—and every part of him—is tanned from the hours in the sun. We’ve spent entire days in bed, talked about every possible topic and made more plans for our foundation. While I wish our time here could last forever, Flynn assures me we can come back again soon. In the meantime, I’m looking forward to digging into my new role with the foundation and making a difference for hungry children.

I wake with a start when his arm wraps around me from behind. How long was I asleep? How long was he gone?

“Everything okay?”

“That was Emmett.”

Three little words put me immediately on alert. I turn to face him. “What’s wrong?”

“They’ve made an arrest in the Rogers case.”

“That’s great news! Oh my God, what a relief. Now they’ll leave us alone.”

“Nat…”

“What? Who did they arrest?”

“Your father.”