Page 104 of The Way We Score

“Are you saying you’re horny, Cher?”

She shrugs, pushing her hair behind her shoulder. “I think it’s important to be able to communicate your level of horniness with your partner. Maybe you’re both equally horny, but you don’t know it.”

“True.”

“I’ve heard women complain they’re hornier than their boyfriends, but if they’ve never shared that information, how could they know? Maybe their boyfriends are just as horny as they are.”

“I’m getting horny just talking about it.”

She sits forward arching an eyebrow. “Are you?”

“Always for you.” My voice is lower, and my eyes drag from her full lips down her neck. “You know how I feel.”

“How do you feel?” Her voice softens, and our eyes meet.

“Only ask me if you really want to know.”

“I really want to know.”

Taking her hand, I give her a gentle pull, helping her straddle my lap facing me. She sits on my erection, and her eyes slant. I know she feels it.

Leaning forward, she speaks in my ear, soft lips brushing my skin. “Tell me.”

I put my hands on her waist. “I want to tear this jersey off your body and devour you.”

Holding my neck, she hums. “Or you could just slide your hands underneath it.”

Tilting her head to the side, she traces her lips along my jaw, getting closer to my mouth. I do as she says, finding her body completely bare.

Groaning, I lift and cup her breasts, squeezing them and sliding my thumbs over her hard nipples. I’ve been obsessed with touching her for weeks. She’s softer, rounder…

She exhales a hushed moan in my ear. “Don’t stop.”

“Fuck, Liv,” I groan, shifting my hips so my dick hits her core. “It’s been so long since I touched you.”

“I’ve wanted you for months.” Her lips brush mine.

Slim hands cup my cheeks, and our mouths seal together. She exhales a whimper as my tongue invades to find hers. I want to be gentle, but I’m not sure I can.

Her kisses are as hungry as mine, and the way she’s sliding back and forth on my lap is making me crazy.

“Let’s go.” Sliding my hands under her ass, I lift her as I stand.

Her legs wrap around my waist, and I carry her to her bedroom. Lowering her gently onto the bed, I take a knee as I reach up to jerk those cotton pants down her legs. Straightening, I hold her jaw as I kiss her, pulling her lips with mine before opening her mouth and curling our tongues together once more.

Dragging my mouth down her neck, I pause to help her out of my jersey. She lies back, and I lean forward to suck a nipple into my mouth. My hands brace the mattress on either side of her, and I devour her soft skin, inhaling her sweet jasmine scent.

“I want to fuck you til you can’t walk.”

“Garrett…” she moans, threading her fingers in my hair.

Her body curves up to meet me, and she kisses my head, the side of my face.

I’m moving lower, lingering a moment at her stomach, spreading my hand over the bare skin and kissing just above her navel. Tracing my lips to the side, I move lower to where her lacy underwear rises over her hip.

She hisses my name as I hook my fingers in the sides to yank them down her thighs, past her knees, and she kicks them off her feet.

Rising onto her elbows, she looks down at me between her legs. I push my pants down, allowing my erection to spring free, and her bottom lip goes beneath her teeth.

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