Page 105 of The Way We Score

Hazel eyes darken, and she’s so fucking sexy watching me. I palm my cock, sliding my hand to the tip, over the precum leaking, and using it to smooth my strokes as I slowly jerk off for her.

“You make me so hard,” I groan, and her hand slides between her legs.

I know my girl likes to watch, and I’m happy to give her a show. A few more strokes, and I have to stop before I come too soon. Moving forward, I spread her thighs wide, so I can drag my tongue over her clit.

“Oh, God…” She falls back onto the bed, her body shuddering as I eat her pussy.

Her ass tenses, and she moans as my tongue moves in circles up and down and all over that hard little bud. Closing my lips, I give her a suck and her lower body shudders. Another flicker of my tongue, and she breaks into jerky spasms, moaning and pulling my hair.

Kissing higher, I trace my lips over her lower belly. Another kiss for our baby, and my hand is on my dick again. Lifting her knees, she holds her hands out to me. I slide my tip up and down her wetness, coating my cock as I thrust firmly into her core.

“Fuck,” we both groan, and I drop forward with my arms beside her on the bed.

I’m sheathed, warm and tight in her shuddering body, and it feels so damn good. My face is buried in her shoulder, and I kiss her skin, dragging my lips to her collarbone. Her fingers dig into my back, and she moves her hips beneath me.

“Fuck me, Garrett.” Her voice is thick, and I start to move, rocking my hips.

Lifting higher, I meet her mouth for another, messy kiss. Our lips frantically chase each other’s, both moaning as our tongues drag together. She drops her mouth to my neck, biting and sucking at the skin, and it’s a charge straight to my cock.

“Liv…” I groan, unable to slow my raging orgasm.

It climbs higher in my legs, twisting in my core, driving my movements. I’m fucking her hard, and my ass tightens. Everything twists achingly hotter.

“This pussy is mine.”

“Yes,” she gasps.

“This pussy belongs to me.” She groans louder, and my jaw grinds.

Bracing my hand beside her on the bed, a bead of sweat rolls down my brow. I hold her waist as I thrust faster again and again.

“Say it.” It’s a primal demand.

“My pussy is yours.”

I hold, breaking with a loud groan. My dick pulses, and I’m blinded by the intensity of this one. It’s just like before, just like always. For several moments, I can’t move. I’m lost in this moment, holding the one thing I know is true.

Until slowly, my muscles release. I shudder with the aftershocks. It’s so damn good.

Dropping to the bed beside her, I gather her into my arms, hugging her to my chest. Her hands find my waist before sliding around, and she’s holding me equally tightly. I dip my chin and kiss her eyebrow, her hair, the top of her head.

This is my family. She’s my home.

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Olivia

Garrett’s arms surround me, and I close my eyes, letting the high of his kisses vibrate through me. He fucks me so well, stretching and filling me until I can’t take any more. He’s demanding and possessive, claiming me, and I’ve missed him so much.

Lifting my chin, I press my lips to his, opening his mouth and swiping his tongue with mine. He rolls me onto my back, taking charge and kissing me deeper before moving his lips to my cheek.

Stretching my body, I moan. “Say it again.”

“What do you want me to say?” His voice is so calm, his blue eyes gazing into my soul.

So many things.

“Say I’m your girl.”

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