A Life Debt Repaid

Sam suddenly felt like he was intoxicated, and so much so that he could not differentiate between dreams and reality.
After who knows how long, Quinn finally pulled away, though she kept staring fixedly at Sam.
He was docile for once, not moving and allowing her to kiss him as much as she wanted.
“Is my kissing that bad?” she asked.
Hell, no!
He was excited he could explode and did not dare to respond because he might pin her down, and the rest went without
saying...
Even so, Quinn pressed, “Tell me! What am I lacking? I’ll change, okay?!” Sam gulped-he was not that calm.
Quinn was lighting a fire in him that could not be extinguished!
“Quinn...” He groaned and tried to push her away, only for her to kiss him again!
Sam’s temple veins were bulging-the woman was really playing with fire!
If this went on...
No!
But he could not push her away, and Quinn was basically doing everything she wanted to him!
Sam’s fingers stiffened right then—an unruly, dainty hand had reached beneath his shirt, its warmth leaving every part it touched
aflame.
Sam was really falling apart, his whole body stiffening in restraint.
He might go for the drunken fumble too since he had been drinking as well!
And yet, Quinn kept testing his limit, reaching further by the second!
“Ahh!” She looked at him then as he caught her hand.
He was panting and working hard to stay calm.

If she went an inch further...
“Enough is enough, Quinn,” he growled.
“Why?” she asked innocently with a wounded look.
“Let’s get you back to Saunders Mansion,” he said. There was no way he could let her stay when something might happen!
“No! I won’t!” Quinn cried determinedly.
“Be good,” Sam said.
When he tried to get up, however, Quinn threw her arms around him, refusing to let him go.
“Quinn.” He sighed.
“I’m sleeping here tonight! I’m sleeping with Sam tonight!” Quinn exclaimed slowly and clearly.
“Do you know what you’re saying?!”
He was on the verge of a breakdown, and she was still testing him?!
If she went for it at the next instant, he could not care less!
“What’s the problem?! We’re legally married!” Quinn exclaimed, more agitated than he was.
“We’re getting a divorce soon.”
“That means we’re not divorced.”
“It’d be a month in a few days—”
“But we’re still legally married! Having sex is a given!” Quinn refused to listen.
“Why do I only get to bang once after getting married to you for so long? And it has to be you! I demand satisfaction, and I’ll
sleep with you tonight