Page 60 of Scoreless Nights

She settled between my legs, so easily it was like she was made to be there. As if it was her spot and no one else’s. I started rubbing my hands down her chest, kneading her body everywhere, and skimming her nipples along the way. My mouth went to her neck and she moaned, tilting to give me better access.

Every part of me wanted to turn her around and make her ride my cock, but I held back and reached for the soap instead. Together we both bathed our bodies, and for a minute, I wondered how I would be able to bathe, or shower, at all once she was not there with me.

How did I become so dependent on her so quickly? Someone I had never even slept with?

I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to tell myself that half the magic that was going on between us was novelty. She was my step sister, off limits, and untouchable, yet I spent my entire life wanting to touch her. Now that I was, it was like taking a hit of a drug. Once I finally had her in every way, the magic would probably fade a little, and the novelty of being with her would be erased.

It was exactly what we needed.

When I was sure that the game was completely washed away, I turned her around and settled her feet on either side of my hips, making her spread open for me.

“I’m glad you saved this for me,” I teased her, running my pointer finger through the folds of her pussy.

“It wasn't intentional,” she tried to tease back, but her face contorted as I pinched her clit.

“Maybe so, but I think you always wanted it this way.”

“I never knew what I wanted when it came to you.”

“Remember when we went camping and I had to help you get some things from the car?”

Her eyes locked onto mine and she nodded without saying a word. Of course she remembered. The way we eyed each other over the fire, shooting daggers at one another for no fucking reason. Our parents sang songs and acted like we were the Brady Bunch.

“That was the first time I ever got hard for you,” I confessed. “I followed you to the car because my dad threatened to kick my ass if I didn’t help you, and when I got closer, you had taken your hoodie off. It was innocent, but I was a teenage boy with hormones that I didn’t know how to control. I knew I would be a dead man if I ever told anyone about that though.”

“You called me ‘gross.’”

Fuck, I hated that she remembered that. It was probably the only mean thing I said directly to her, and I hated myself so much. “I know this doesn't excuse it, but I was only trying to make sure you didn’t see how turned on I was.”

“I kept that hoodie on so you never saw my body. Teenage girls are so insecure and the moment I had it off, you said—”

“Fuck,” I bit out, hating myself even more. “I’m so… damnit.”

“Don’t,” she smiled. “I’m just glad I know what was really happening that night.”

“My dick was wanting you to bemyfirst. That’s what.”

“So this isn’t just about me, huh?” She smirked. “You want me too.”

“You have no idea,” I sighed.

ChapterThirty-One

Lily

If I had been with any other man, those overprotective moments my mother and Ivan exerted into my life would have scared him away. But Cruz knew how eccentric they were and he was still sitting naked in front of me, caressing me and kissing my lips.

We stayed locked on to one another until the water in the bath was nearly cold, then Cruz picked me up in his arms as if I weighed nothing, and carried me to his bed. Before laying me down, he took a towel to my body, but we were far from being dry when he started climbing over the top of me.

He was so hard, and he ground himself between my slick folds, watching the way our skin looked when it was touching that way. My body was flooded and ready, and he was just as eager as I was.

“I don't want anyone else touching this pussy, Lily.”

“It's yours,” I moaned, leaving out the words‘right now.’

“You on anything?” he questioned vaguely, but I knew what he meant. I nodded, and saw his eyes light on fire with my go ahead not to use a condom.

“Have you ever…” I trailed off, trying to be responsible and ask if he had anything I needed to know about, but I didn’t want to ruin the mood.

---