Page 77 of The Wrong Quarterback

He pressed his forehead against mine, forcing me to look at him as my muscles trembled, and I began to fall apart.

“That’s it. That’s my sexy, perfect girl. Come for me.Now.”

He swallowed my cry as I fell into an orgasm, hot waves of pleasure pulsing through my insides. His face was tense as I clenched around the slow, smooth movement of his fingers as he fucked me through the ecstasy.

I watched as Parker pulled his fingers from my core and brought them to his mouth, his fingertips glistening with my cum…and then he licked them off like I was his favorite flavor of ice cream.

“My sweet girl, giving me exactly what I want,” he purred. He sucked on his finger for one more second, before he kissed me softly. Tenderly. His lips slowly dragged over mine, and I once again moaned at the taste of…us.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he murmured as he pulled back, his gaze darting over my features like he was trying to memorize them.

“Fuck,” he groaned as he sat back in his seat and put the truck in drive. “I’m not sure that will be enough to get me through the night.”

His face was pained as he reached down and adjusted his dick, which was now like a living, breathing monster trying to escape his sweatpants.

“Do—do you want me to help you with that?” I asked shyly, reaching for his cock. He grabbed my hand and placed it on my leg, preventing me from touching what I really wanted.

“We’re never going to get to the party if you get anywhere near him right now. I’m riding the edge, baby. Let’s not try to kill me. I haven’t even felt your perfect cunt yet.”

I blushed and looked back at the road, ignoring his smug glance as I fidgeted in my seat like I hadn’t just had an orgasm.

“You meant ‘it,’ right?” I finally asked after a second, gesturing to his dick.

Parker grinned, the effect so stunningly sexy that I forgot what I’d been talking about for a moment.

“No. My dick is definitely a ‘he’ and has his own free will. I’ve always thought I had control…but since I met you.” He winked at me. “I’ve stopped trying to hold him back. I’m pretty sure I’ve had a non-stop erection since the moment I saw you.”

I gaped at him and then stared down at hisstillvery hard dick.

He put an arm in front of it. “Give him some space, baby. He can only take so much.”

I snorted, squirming around once again, trying to relieve the ache I felt every time he opened his mouth…or I looked at him…or basically anything happened with Parker Davis.

“Tell me something real about you,” I suddenly blurted out, when the sexual tension in the truck felt like too much. “Tell me something that I couldn’t read online or hear about you around campus.”

He glanced at me and then looked back at the road, tilting his head as if he was thinking hard. Another slow grin graced his lips.

“My family believes in love at first sight,” he finally said softly, as if he knew the words would freak me out.

Because that word…it shouldn’t be anywhere near us right now.

But I guess I had asked him for something.

“Every male in my family, for as long as I’m aware of, has known with one look that their girl was the one. I never thought it applied to me. Imagine my surprise…”

His words died off…and judging by the laughter in his blue gaze, he was waiting for me to ask him to finish.

But I didn’t, ignoring his chuckle and remaining quiet for the rest of the ride until we pulled into the driveway of the house next to where the party was.

“This is my place,” he said, gesturing to the small white house.

“You live alone?” I asked, surprised. I guess I had assumed he lived with Jace and Matty.

“I like my space, and they don’t always keep the best track of the girls they bring home,” he said. “I’ll give you a tour later. Idon’t want Jace to decide to hunt us down. He’s texted me twelve times asking where I am.”

I moved to open the door, and he growled. Literally growled. “Stay right there,” he ordered, hopping out of the truck, and then jogging around to help me out.

“Are you trying to kill me?” I asked, repeating his earlier words back to him. He kissed me again…like he couldn’t help himself and then leaned in, so his lips were brushing my ear.

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