Quinn (The Beck Brothers #3) (22 page)

Margot got the shock of her life when Quinn actually blushed
and rolled his eyes. She just could not help herself; she reached over and
pinched his cheek. Quinn bristled and slapped her hand away, making Margot
laugh. She felt like this was the most fun they have ever had together.
 
He was relaxed and happy, and she hoped
that this was just the start of a better, more laid back kind of relationship
with him, because she really could not imagine her life without him in it.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you, do I still have a job?” Quinn
asked, changing the subject.

Margot frowned. “Non, I do not think so.”

He nodded. “That’s what I thought.”

“Did you know that Peter likes me?” she asked.

He frowned hard. “Yeah, why? Did he ask you out or
something?”

“Non, but we were arguing about you leaving and he said that
if I were his girlfriend he would never treat me like that...”

“Ouch,” Quinn groaned and dropped his head into his hands.

“Why did you not tell me that he liked me?” she demanded.

Quinn lifted his head and looked at her. “Would it really
have made a difference? Would knowing he liked you have changed anything?”

She shook her head. “Definitely not.”

Quinn shrugged. “There ya go. He would have never found the
balls to ask you out anyway.”

Margot snickered. “Probably not.”

He watched her for a moment before asking, “Will you still
go to the wedding with me tomorrow?”

Margot pretended to think about it, tapping her chin with
her finger and all.

“Ha ha, very funny,” Quinn muttered dryly.

She smiled sweetly. “Of course I will go with you.”

“Thank you.”

“But only because I want to see if Christian will go out
with me...”

“Margot!”

Margot laughed as she pushed him onto his back and climbed
on top of him. “I am kidding, Monsieur Beck, do not get your panties in a
bunch.”

“Oh Jesus,” he groaned, raking a hand down his face. “I’m
going to burn these boxers, you know that right?”

Margot chuckled as she leaned down and kissed him. Quinn’s
arms snaked around her as their kiss turned more passionate. “Je t’aime,
Quinn,” Margot breathed.

“I love you, too, Margot.”

Chapter
11

Margot awoke the next morning to find Quinn practically lying
on top of her. His head was on her chest, one arm slung around her waist and
one leg wedged between hers. She knew he was still sleeping because his
breathing was deep and even. They were both naked from their little adventures
last night. Quinn had been absolutely amazing and not once stopped Margot from
touching him, she had become quite fond of touching and grabbing his firm
derrière.

Margot jumped when her cell phone on the nightstand started
ringing. She glanced over at the clock and saw that it was 9:00 am. She reached
for her phone, but Quinn was too heavy and she was unable to get to it without
wiggling out from under him. She squirmed and stretched until she was able to
grab her phone with two fingers.

“What are you doing?” Quinn mumbled against her chest.

“I am trying to get my phone…hello?”

“Margot, it’s Claire, did I wake you?” Claire asked.

“Non, I was awake,” Margot replied.

“Oh okay, good. Listen, Raelynn asked me to keep an eye on
the guys today to make sure they are ready in time, did you want to help me?”

“Oui, of course,” Margot said without hesitation, she was
very fond of both Claire and Raelynn, and they were nothing but supportive and
so sweet while Quinn was gone.

“Great, I’ll come pick you up at around 12:00 pm.”

“Okay, I will be ready.”

“Awesome, see you then,” Claire said before saying goodbye
and hanging up.

Margot ended the call and put her phone back on the
nightstand. Quinn moved over her, tucking his face in her neck while he rubbed
his morning erection between her legs.

“Mmm…what did Claire want?” he asked, his voice lower and
more gravelly than normal from just waking up. Heat pooled between her legs
just from his voice, one of the main things about him that turned her on.

“She wants me to help make sure you guys get ready and to
the ceremony on time,” she replied, running her hands over his broad back.

Quinn chuckled, his breath tickling her neck. “Probably a
good idea.”

“Mmm hmm.”

“You’re on birth control, right?” he murmured.

“Oui,” she replied breathily.

Quinn growled low and rolled them over so that Margot was on
top. They tried this position for the first time last night and both really
liked it. She sat up and reached back to lift Quinn’s cock off his belly,
slowly lowering herself down onto him. He hissed, and his eyes locked on where
their bodies were connected, gripping her hips tightly.

Margot rested her hands on his chest as she started to move
her hips. She moaned and dug her nails into his pecs. Quinn’s hands wandered up
her body until they reached her breasts, his eyes following his hands. He
pinched her nipples, giving them both a tug that made Margot gasp.

Quinn suddenly sat up, and his dark eyes met hers as he
quickly wrapped her hair around his fist. He yanked her head back, forcing her
to arch her back and clutch his thighs. His free arm went around her lower back
to help support her.
Mon dieu!
She loved it when Quinn got aggressive with her in bed. He lowered his head, pulling
one of her nipples into his mouth, and sucked. Margot gasped, moaned, and
rocked her hips against him.

“Margot,” Quinn panted, “Jesus Christ…”

Quinn let go of her hair and shifted to his knees with her
still in his lap. He laid her down on her back so that he could take over.
Margot liked this way, too, because now she could grab his rear end and pull
him deeper. Quinn covered her body with his as he started pumping his hips. He
captured her lips, kissing her languidly, and moaned into her mouth. Margot was
lost in the ecstasy, she could think of nothing but how amazing he felt inside
of her.

The tingling started in her toes and worked its way up; her
stomach clenched and her clit throbbed. The buildup was almost intolerable, and
she felt ready to explode. She teetered on the edge for a moment before she
fell into complete oblivion, a guttural cry burst from her, forcing her to tear
her mouth away from his. Quinn growled through gritted teeth as he followed her
with his own intense orgasm. He collapsed on top of her a moment later, both of
them panting and sweaty.

“Damn, that was good,” Quinn said, breathlessly.

“Oui, it was,” Margot agree.

“We should do this every morning,” he murmured.

She giggled. “Oui, we should.”

Quinn sighed and lifted his head so he could look at her. He
brushed the hair out of her face and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. “Je
t’aime, Margot.”

“Je t’aime aussi, Quinn.”

~~~~~

“So what happened after we left you and Margot at the
restaurant?” Christian asked, using his putter as a walking stick as they made
their way to the first hole.

Sebastian wanted to go play a couple of rounds of miniature
golf, just the four of them, before the wedding later today. Quinn thought it
was a horrible idea because every time they played miniature golf together,
Sebastian would quote
Happy Gilmore
the entire time and really, Quinn was tired of hearing it. But he was here
anyway because he loved his brothers, and…he didn’t have a choice.

“She dumped me and left,” Quinn said.

“What?” Sebastian squawked, his eyes wide.

“Wait, so that’s it? You two aren’t together anymore?”
Christian frowned.

“Oh no, we’re together. I went over there and we made up,”
Quinn smirked.

“You fucked her good, didn’t you? You sly dog you,”
Sebastian grinned, poking Quinn in the stomach with his putter.

Quinn shook his head. “Dude, there is something seriously
wrong with you.”

Henry barked out a laugh. “Isn’t that the truth!”

“You people know that shit already, it’s nothing new!”
Sebastian exclaimed.

They all laughed.

“Seriously though, tell me make up sex is not the best thing
ever.
 
I really don’t think you
can,” Sebastian smirked and elbowed Quinn in the side.

Quinn smiled. “Oh no, it is definitely the best thing ever,
that’s for sure. And so were the three other times after that.”

“Awww shit!” Sebastian laughed and gave Quinn a few playful
punches in the shoulder.

Henry and Christian just rolled their eyes and shook their
heads. Sebastian was crazy, but that’s why they all loved him so much. At the
first hole, Sebastian insisted that he be the first to go since he was the
groom. He lined up his shot, trying to act as if he was a professional golfer
before finally taking the shot. Annnd…of course the fucker gets a hole in one.
God
dammit!
They were never
going to hear the end of it. Sebastian hooted, hollered, and made a big scene
before pretending he was Shooter McGavin; he made a gun with his hand and acted
like he shot at the hole as he said ‘Shoota.’ Jesus Christ, this was going to
be a long morning.

Quinn was ready to kill Adam Sandler by the time they
finished the course, swearing that Sebastian said every line in the damn movie
at least once if not twice. At least Quinn wasn’t the only one who had enough;
Henry told Sebastian to shut the hell up, but Sebastian replied with ‘It’s my
wedding day, I do what I want!’ in his best Eric Cartman impression, making
Henry crack up and forget that he was annoyed.

After leaving the golf course, they headed over to the hotel
room where they were going to get ready. It was right down the street from the
wedding and reception. When they walked into the lobby, Claire and Margot were
already there waiting for them. Raelynn wanted someone to watch over them to
make sure they were doing what they were supposed to be doing. Raelynn was a
smart girl, she asked Claire to do the job, and she recruited Margot this
morning to help.

Margot looked stunning in a black and purple dress. The top
half of the dress was black, with a sweetheart neckline that plunged deep
showing off her very lovely cleavage. The sash around her ribs was covered in
shiny silver beads and sequins, and the bottom half of the dress was a pretty
lilac color, which puffed out like a prom dress. It was short, though, stopping
about mid-thigh, and she had on seriously high black peep toe pumps that made
her legs look fan-freaking-tastic. Her hair parted from right side but pulled
to the left where it draped dramatically over her shoulder and curled into soft
looking spirals. A purple flower behind her left ear added an elegant touch to
the rest of her ensemble. With the addition of her beautifully done makeup and
jewelry, she might just be the most gorgeous woman at the wedding...at least in
Quinn’s eyes.

Quinn smiled wide as he approached Margot. Just as he pulled
her into his arms and was about to kiss her, Sebastian’s voice interrupted him.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, what the fuck is wrong with your face,
Quinn?”