Page 26 of Scoreless Nights

But I couldn’t actually spank her and watch her squirm either.Fuck, I didn’t mean to make her squirm in the first place.Saying she needed to be spanked was coming from the way she pouted, and the fact that her mom was so overprotective. I doubt she ever got her ass spanked growing up, but I did. My dad beat manners and sense into me from ages five to eleven, making sure he didn’t have to worry about the man I would become.

Maybe Gloria wouldn’t worry all the time either if she had let Lily spread her wings and fuck up every once in a while. Our punishments were our lessons.

Picking up my phone, I decided I needed to learn a lesson of my own. No more thinking about Lily and watching her rub her legs together. There was a definite cure, and I knew Tripp would be up for being my wingman.

“What’s going on?” He answered, sounding almost worried.

“Did I do something wrong?” I laughed.

“Just didn’t expect to hear from you tonight. You left the locker room in a hurry earlier.”

I sat up and twisted my neck around, hoping the tension eased its way out of my body. “I needed to hit you up before you made other plans.”

“Big game tomorrow,” he sighed. “I’m not going out tonight so that you can avoid your sister.”

“I’m talking about after the game tomorrow. Mangos. It's walking distance from the house, and they do dinner and a show on Wednesdays. Oh, and she isn’t my goddamn sister.”

“Yeah, yeah,” Trip laughed again. “I’m in though. Win or lose, I need to get out.”

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As I headed out for the game the next day, I noticed Lily on the balcony reading a book. The smartest thing I could have done was just leave. No goodbyes necessary. But I had yet to learn any lessons when it came to her, and I stupidly walked out to check on her.

“Good morning,” she chirped happily, like she hadn’t stayed up all night thinking of ways we could get grounded for life by our parents if we touched one another.

Because I had.

“It's noon, Lil.”

“If you just woke up, then it's morning for you.”

“I’ve been up for a bit,” I admitted, leaving out the part about how I was lying in bed and stroking my dick because of the previously mentioned ways my adult self could still get grounded. Just because I couldn’t touch her didn’t mean my imagination got the memo, and my dick definitely didn’t give a fuck. “I just wanted to tell you I’m headed out. You gonna tune in?”

“Oh, sorry,” she shrugged. “I actually made plans with my friends today.”

Oh yeah, she hadfriends.

“I’m headed out after the game, with Tripp.”Why was I telling her all this?

“I’ll hide the handcuffs,” she teased, making me have to turn around before she caught me blushing.

“I’ll be good,” I mumbled, facing the ocean and pretending like it was the first time I had ever seen it.

“No one said you had to be good,” she laughed. “But don’t forget that if you’re not, we are considering spankings now.”

I whipped my head around, but she was looking down at her book again, like she hadn’t just gone there. She thought she was cute, and damnit, she was.

“Not sure what my friends have in store for me, so don’t wait up for me, either.”

“Be good,” I managed to get out in a low growl that only made her laugh.

Tripp was going to have to keep me on task, because I was already thinking of new plans that involved tracking Lily’s phone and finding her after my game. I was very aware that I sounded no better than her mom, probably worse, but I didn’t even know these friends of hers. What if they were drug dealers? Or peed in pools? What if they didn’t tip their waitresses, or, oh fuck… what if they were the kind of girls I was planning to score with later? The kind that would suck my dick just because I asked them to?

“How well do you know these girls?” My voice was cool and calm while my eyes were boring into her with a million other unasked questions.

“You’re not my mother. Don’t act like it.” Her eyes were hidden behind her sunglasses, but I thought I saw them roll before she answered me.

“Don’t be too trusting,” I warned her.

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