Page 137 of Scores Of The Heart

I grin and step on the gas.

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She plops Henry down on the floor as soon as we get inside to grab her things and he scoots off up the hall to grab a drink from his water bowl.

I’m barely in the door before she’s on me, grabbing me by the shirt and ripping it off over my head.

I haven’t seen this side of her, and I have to say, I’m loving forceful Cindy who takes what she wants. She rips her shirt off too and pushes me so I fall back against the wall. I reach out to pull her to me and our lips collide.

“Ty, I need you so bad.”

My hands cup her breasts as our tongues collide like the best game of hockey I’ve ever played. She unhooks her bra and lets it fall, pushing down her sweatpants so she’s just standing in her panties. She reaches for my pants and pushes them down, letting my hard dick spring free. It’s been hard since she had that look on face when she knew I’d been watching her from the cafe. It’s not the reaction I expected. She told me she wished I’d approached her sooner than I did.

The truth is, I never thought someone like Cindy would be interested in me. She knows what a lot of players are like when it comes to all the adoring women we all get to meet, puck bunnies and all. Plus, my past reputation when I was younger left little to be desired.

“I need you too,” I breathe, tugging her two beautiful peaks, while one hand slides down to her panties where I cup her mound. “I’ve fucking missed this.”

“I’ve missed this too.” She grabs my dick and strokes it while our mouths can’t keep up with our kisses. It’s hot as fuck and I know we’re gonna do this hard and fast.

I pick her up by the waist as she wraps her arms around me and I walk with her, still kissing, to her bedroom where I throw her down and revel in watching her tits bounce.

I reach down and pull her panties off and throw them over my shoulder, shoving my sweats and briefs all the way off in one movement.

I roll on a rubber and crawl over her in a second, and because I know she was so turned on just before in the car, I don’t hesitate to line up and push into her in one movement.

We both cry out loudly. I don’t want to be gentle with her. I’m praying she lets me fuck her like a maniac.

Her hands are on my ass, encouraging me, as her lips find mine. It tells me everything I need to know. “This is gonna be fast, baby. You okay with that?”

“I want it as hard and fast as you can,” she breathes, tracing my tattoos over my shoulder blades as I move in and out of her. She’s already meeting my thrusts.

I bend one of her legs by the knee and hold my hand against her shin to get as deep as I can. My hips move in and out of her wildly. I love looking down at our connection and seeing my cock disappear inside her.

“Ty, that’s so good. Ohhh.”

“Yeah, you want it like that?” I grunt.

“Yes!”

“And you liked me watching you before we met, baby?”

“I loved it!”

“Tell me what else.”

“It turned me on hearing it. You made me so wet in the car.”

“You know I fucked my hand every day after seeing you?”

“OH, TYYYY.”

I slide my hand between us as we pick up the pace, my hips rocking against her even faster. I can’t last like this, so I hope I get her off quickly. I flick her clit as she cries out. “Yeah, you like the thought of me doing that to myself?”

“Yesss!” she wails.

“That I came all over myself thinking about you?”

“Ty!”

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