Page 80 of Score on You

“And you will. Our goals are aligned, as always.” Ridge’s palm drifts along my thigh. “Get your fingers wet. Use your arousal as lube for me.”

My hand is moving before he finishes speaking. I moan as tingles rapidly flare outward to bathe me in a familiar warmth. The slippery consistency greets me, allowing me to complete the task Ridge assigned. A jolt shocks me when I tap on my clit. Another passionate whimper hitches from me. His grip tightens on my hip as I drench myself for him.

I lift my arm to display the evidence practically dripping off my nails. “Is this enough?”

“Fucking exquisite,” he rasps.

Ridge encircles my wrist and gently steers me toward his eager shaft. I stare shamelessly while coating his length in my essence. A glossy smear follows the snaking path of a vein. I trace that ropey line with my thumb, spreading the lubricant in the process.

The combination of our arousal satisfies a primal itch I didn’t realize needed to be scratched. It’s lewd but I’m mesmerized. This is allure wrapped in conquered inhibitions. I want to be worthy of his worship. Motivation infuses my motions as I begin stroking him. Much like my earlier prediction, I can’t touch my fingers together while gripping him. But my grasp is slick, easily earning me a groan.

“Damn, sweetness. You’re a natural,” he praises. “Just like that.”

Ridge brings his fingers to my center. His touch is sure and precise. He’s quick to focus on my clit, swiping back and forth in rapid flicks. I tremble from the onslaught. It’s too much but not enough. The nonsensical mewls babbling from me are meant to explain that.

“Does my girl need relief?” He taps at my sensitive bundle of nerves.

I jerk in his hold. “Yes. Please, please.”

It’s only then I notice that my arm isn’t pumping him. The motions had been keeping a steady tempo but stalled somehow. That concern melts away as he increases his pace. Static crackles in my veins, and I release a soundless cry. My hips buck when he dips a thick digit inside of me.

“So responsive.” Ridge smirks as if proud.

“You’re really good at this,” I wheeze.

He plunges deeper into my core. “My experience is meant for you. How does it feel?”

A spasm clenches my inner muscles. “Better than ever.”

“That’s right, sweetness. Your pussy is purring for me. I want to hear you fall apart.”

My vision goes hazy as he starts fingering me. The speed matches his rotations on my clit. It’s a combination that ratchets my bliss to the precipice. Pressure builds and expands until I’m certain I’ll burst.

“Oh, oh, oh,” I chant.

Ridge thrusts into my fisted grip. “Almost there?”

“Uh-huh,” I mumble. “So close.”

“Let go for me,” he commands.

I’m compelled to listen. The rhythm he sets lulls me into feverish relaxation. Heat prickles my skin while he plays my clit like a finely tuned instrument. Meanwhile, I fumble my grasp on him.

Ridge doesn’t complain. Determination wafts off him. His dedication to the task is admirable. My hips snap forward, colliding with his dick. We grind together in a mindless heap, chasing the promise of a simultaneous climax.

Tingles spread until I’m consumed. My breathing becomes labored as if I’m racing to a destination. Release is within reach. I surrender to the sensations, my body bowing in gratitude. Just a bit more…

When he slams his finger into me, I fly over the edge into oblivion. My pulse thunders in my ears. The ache blooms into a rush of pleasure. I’m barely aware of Ridge’s string of foul curses seconds before a gush splats my stomach.

My muscles seize and lock. I thrash against the invisible bonds of euphoria. The content buzz finds me next. Ridge’s woodsy spiced aroma fills my nostrils as I coast.

He sweeps through my center with leisurely strokes as I regain clarity. There’s a quivering spasm from below that twitches the rest of me. Spots dance in my eyes and I try to focus. His sated smirk matches the calm radiating from me.

I shift, which reminds me of the puddle on my belly. “You totally came on me.”

Ridge’s eyes heat. “Does that bother you?”

My fingers swirl through his release. “No, it’s kind of… exciting. I imagine you couldn’t hold back for another moment and erupted.”

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