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tube of K-Y on the bed and moved over her so they were face-to-face. “Is this piece of vibrating plastic better than the real thing?”
She shook her head. “It takes the edge off, but it’s…”
“What?”
“Impersonal. Mechanical. Not you.” She gave him a considering look. “Are you mad?”
“Hell no.” The grin he’d been hiding bloomed. “I’d been tryin’ to figure out a way to bring up sex toys to spice up our sex life long before our…break. I’m happy to see you’re good with it.” Quinn lowered his head, reviving their desire with a steamy kiss.
“Mmm.” Libby whispered against his mouth, “You ready to fulfill your fantasy?”
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“Nope.” Quinn rolled her so she was on top.
“What’re you doing?”
“I want you to ride me so I can test out your new toy.”
Libby blushed.
“You already know how much I love to see certain parts of you bouncin’.”
Her whole body seemed to flame with embarrassment.
He brushed his finger over the hot spot on her cheekbone. “Interestin’.”
“What?”
“I can still make you blush. I’ll probably try to turn your cheeks bright red when you’re an eighty-year-old lady.”
“You think we’ll still be together?”
“Yep. I can’t imagine my life without you, Libby. These last few months have been pure hell.”
Even though Libby was buck-ass nekkid, she seized the opportunity to talk, since it appeared Quinn was in a rare mood to do just that. “It didn’t seem like you cared.”
“Jesus. No. I cared, I was just…” Quinn frowned and a minute or so passed before he spoke again. “I can see where you’d get that idea, bein’s I took off right after you kicked me out to help Ben and my cousins with calvin’.”
“I thought after you returned from living at Ben’s for three weeks you might’ve been ready to hash it out.”
Quinn’s eyes searched hers. “Wanna know the real truth?”
She nodded, even when her stomach pitched.
“I didn’t know what to say to you. I ain’t ever been good at sharin’ my feelings and shit. I thought if I ignored it, maybe it’d work itself out.” He scowled. “Stupid, huh?”
“Naïve, maybe. Our problems didn’t happen overnight.”
“Yeah, well, I guess those problems never seemed that bad to me.”
That comment floored her. “Are you serious?”
“It ain’t like one of us was cheatin’. Or one of us was drinkin’ too much. Or we were bein’ physically or verbally abusive. Or that we’d gotten in debt up to our eyeballs. Hell, I didn’t think much beyond that our problem was us just bein’ stuck in a rut.”
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“How’d you figure we’d get out of that rut?”
He shrugged.
“Or were we just supposed to sit and spin our wheels?”
“Better that than burnin’ rubber tryin’ to get away.” He sighed. “I don’t wanna fight with you, Libby.”
“And I don’t wanna sweep this under the rug anymore, Quinn.”
He mumbled and looked away.
“What?”
“I said this is typical.”
“Typical?” She braced her hands on his chest and got in his face. “Explain that.”
His focus snapped back to her. “We’re nekkid. In bed. I had a fuckin’ hard-on to rival a fencepost, we were all set to have hot, fun, wild sex with toys, with extra lube and trying new positions…and now all you wanna do is talk, talk, talk.”
Stung, she retorted, “Yeah? You think ignoring the important stuff and having wild, kinky sex is gonna fix it?”
“It sure as hell can’t hurt, and at least we’d be havin’ sex for once.”
“For once ?”
“Christ. You ain’t gonna deny that in the last year, even before you demanded a separation, we weren’t havin’ sex on a regular basis.”
“Sex on a regular basis?” she repeated inanely. “That’s what’s so all-fired important to you?”
“Sex is a big part of the important stuff we need to discuss. At least it is to me. You’re all for talkin’
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She shook her head. “It takes the edge off, but it’s…”
“What?”
“Impersonal. Mechanical. Not you.” She gave him a considering look. “Are you mad?”
“Hell no.” The grin he’d been hiding bloomed. “I’d been tryin’ to figure out a way to bring up sex toys to spice up our sex life long before our…break. I’m happy to see you’re good with it.” Quinn lowered his head, reviving their desire with a steamy kiss.
“Mmm.” Libby whispered against his mouth, “You ready to fulfill your fantasy?”
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“Nope.” Quinn rolled her so she was on top.
“What’re you doing?”
“I want you to ride me so I can test out your new toy.”
Libby blushed.
“You already know how much I love to see certain parts of you bouncin’.”
Her whole body seemed to flame with embarrassment.
He brushed his finger over the hot spot on her cheekbone. “Interestin’.”
“What?”
“I can still make you blush. I’ll probably try to turn your cheeks bright red when you’re an eighty-year-old lady.”
“You think we’ll still be together?”
“Yep. I can’t imagine my life without you, Libby. These last few months have been pure hell.”
Even though Libby was buck-ass nekkid, she seized the opportunity to talk, since it appeared Quinn was in a rare mood to do just that. “It didn’t seem like you cared.”
“Jesus. No. I cared, I was just…” Quinn frowned and a minute or so passed before he spoke again. “I can see where you’d get that idea, bein’s I took off right after you kicked me out to help Ben and my cousins with calvin’.”
“I thought after you returned from living at Ben’s for three weeks you might’ve been ready to hash it out.”
Quinn’s eyes searched hers. “Wanna know the real truth?”
She nodded, even when her stomach pitched.
“I didn’t know what to say to you. I ain’t ever been good at sharin’ my feelings and shit. I thought if I ignored it, maybe it’d work itself out.” He scowled. “Stupid, huh?”
“Naïve, maybe. Our problems didn’t happen overnight.”
“Yeah, well, I guess those problems never seemed that bad to me.”
That comment floored her. “Are you serious?”
“It ain’t like one of us was cheatin’. Or one of us was drinkin’ too much. Or we were bein’ physically or verbally abusive. Or that we’d gotten in debt up to our eyeballs. Hell, I didn’t think much beyond that our problem was us just bein’ stuck in a rut.”
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“How’d you figure we’d get out of that rut?”
He shrugged.
“Or were we just supposed to sit and spin our wheels?”
“Better that than burnin’ rubber tryin’ to get away.” He sighed. “I don’t wanna fight with you, Libby.”
“And I don’t wanna sweep this under the rug anymore, Quinn.”
He mumbled and looked away.
“What?”
“I said this is typical.”
“Typical?” She braced her hands on his chest and got in his face. “Explain that.”
His focus snapped back to her. “We’re nekkid. In bed. I had a fuckin’ hard-on to rival a fencepost, we were all set to have hot, fun, wild sex with toys, with extra lube and trying new positions…and now all you wanna do is talk, talk, talk.”
Stung, she retorted, “Yeah? You think ignoring the important stuff and having wild, kinky sex is gonna fix it?”
“It sure as hell can’t hurt, and at least we’d be havin’ sex for once.”
“For once ?”
“Christ. You ain’t gonna deny that in the last year, even before you demanded a separation, we weren’t havin’ sex on a regular basis.”
“Sex on a regular basis?” she repeated inanely. “That’s what’s so all-fired important to you?”
“Sex is a big part of the important stuff we need to discuss. At least it is to me. You’re all for talkin’
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