Page 55 of Force a Date

“First thing you need to learn, Opie…is that I don’t praise being a fucking pain in my ass.”

“Then what do you call this?”

“A lesson.”

“How about if you’re a pain in mine?”

I lean forward, watching her blue eyes blaze with want. “Always got an answer for everything, don’t you? You must have enough air.”

Giving her throat a little squeeze, Liv immediately doubles back. “Wait,” she rasps. “I’ll be good.”

“Highly doubt that one.”

“Do good girls get their clit played with? Because that’s what I want.”

I inch closer to said body part and hear the sated exhale leave her lips. “I bet you do.”

“Please,” she begs softly. “I’ll let you fuck me quietly if you make me come.”

I mean, that’s a given.

Except I enjoy hearing her plead for something once in her life instead of pushing my buttons and nudging me to give in to what she wants.

I test her by picking up my momentum, concentrating back on her cunt and how easy it is to get lost in her. My balls clench, a fluttering in my lower gut starts to build, and I feel feral. A need to just fuck her until I can’t see anymore because I haven’t felt this good in a long time.

Not since my ex.

Not since the last time we fucked and five minutes later she got a random—or what I thought was random—call from my ex-best friend, Conrad, which set all the red flags waving.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck…” Liv mutters, face twisted and hinting that she’s close. “Oh, my God, Hudson…”

I hadn’t realized that I was already playing with her clit. Working her with my thumb as I mindlessly thrust inside her for release. To feel something other than pent-up aggression because that’s all I am.

It’s all I have left.

Her body continues to thud softly against the wall with each sharp thrust as her palm suddenly comes to cover her mouth, her body tensing against me as I hear the faint moans underneath her hand.

Fuck, I want to hear what she sounds like.

But it’s too late for that now as I feel her body lax, giving some weight to my hips. However, I don’t stop.

I can’t.

My climax rips through me like a hurricane and a dizziness falls over me like nothing I’ve ever felt before. My lungs fasten, keeping air out as I tumble downward and pull out of her, panting my fucking life away and really showing my age.

Liv hums, gaining my attention with a breathtaking smile as I jerk myself off the rest of the way, and she looks pleased with either herself or the performance I just put on. “You were amazing.”

Literally the last thing I expected her to say.

“Don’t get too attached. This was a once-in-a-lifetime deal.” I remember that I have a small dish towel in my back pocket and pull it out to wipe off my hands.

“Not the kind of thing you say to a girl after you’ve fucked her brains out,” she lightly chides, not appearing a bit put off by my attitude. “You say, wow, you were great. Or, damn, girl. You blew my mind.”

“Opie, if boys are saying that shit to you, you need to upgrade.” Gripping her hips, I slowly help her down to her feet where she grips my forearms for balance. “A man doesn’t need to gas you with lame lines.”

“I would’ve settled for a thanks.”

“How about I help you to the bathroom to clean up and feed you?”

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