Page 79 of Score on You

Ridge chuckles. “Are you impressed?”

“And stunned. Your penis is the size of… a footlong sandwich with extra meat.”

His laughter booms, shaking the entire bed. “Close, but not quite.”

My eyes are dry from lack of blinking, but I can’t look away for a second. “I won’t be able to wrap my fingers around you. Are you supposed to fit inside of me? That’s meant to happen eventually, right? But I don’t see how that’s possible. You’ll rip me in half. I’ve heard it hurts, but this will cause permanent damage. Severe pain—”

“Hey,” he murmurs to cut off my rambling. “That’s a worry for a different day. I promise to prepare your body until I’m sure you’re ready. You’ll take all of me eventually. We’ll work you up to it.”

“I trust you.” Even if my vagina doesn’t.

“That’s real good to hear, sweetness.” Ridge kisses me. “I’ll always take care of you.”

My forehead nudges his when I nod. “You’re my dream come true.”

“It’s the same for me. I can’t believe luck blessed me with you.” He splays my hand flat over the tattoo on his left pec.

I admire the design, like many times before. It’s simple yet extraordinary. Those four words—Property of Calliope Rose—inked into his flesh is a sight to cherish. “We’re stuck in this together. Permanently.”

He grunts. “That makes it sound like a last resort.”

“As if,” I scoff. “You’re my first choice. The only one I’ll ever choose.”

“That’s better.” He presses his lips to mine again.

My fingers wander to his shoulder, finding a line of raised flesh there. “Is this—?”

“The pain from the past,” he murmurs.

“We match.” I rotate my wrist until the burn mark is exposed.

Ridge rubs along my scar with his thumb. “If that’s the way you want to look at it, I won’t argue.”

“What we’ve overcome makes us stronger. Together.” I lean into him, which connects our hips. My gasp spills into his mouth. “You’re very hard.”

He groans against my lips. “That’s what you do to me, even talking about tough shit.”

“Really?” My wide gaze lowers. “Are you going to come on me? Some is already leaking out. Does semen shoot out from your tip? That happens in the books. Can I watch? Is that astrange request? I’m just really fascinated by you—or is that strange?”

He coughs, but the sound is strangled. “Good Lord, woman. Warn me before you talk to my cock like that.”

Fire ignites in my cheeks. “Too weird, huh?”

“No, not at all. But I’m about to blow my load and you haven’t even touched me.”

Realization dawns and I grin. “If it makes you feel better, I’ll probably get off super fast too. I’m very… excited.”

“Look at you, unleashing the sexy vixen,” he croons. “I knew you had a dirty side.”

“Not until I met you,” I giggle. “This… sexual awakening is your doing.”

“Should we find out what else I can do to you?”

“Yes,” I breathe. “And teach me how to pleasure you in return.”

“You don’t need lessons for that.” He shushes me when I start to interrupt. “Just spread out beside me. You’re an irresistible temptation.”

I pout. “But I want to make you come.”

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