Page 111 of Scoring the Player
I scramble up and throw myself at him. He catches me and his hands go around my butt to keep me in place. Once I’m steady, legs wrapped around his waist and arms around his neck, his hands glide under my skirt and cup my ass. His touch mixed with the way the hard bulge in his pants hits my core, makes my entire body tremble.
“I think I should have gotten you naked first.”
Laughing, he sets me down. I hurry to get his jeans undone and push them down over his strong, thick thighs.
“Stupid hot,” I mumble as I stare at his muscular and chiseled body.
“Right back at ya,” he says as he runs the pad of this thumb along my bottom lip.
“We could do the other thing I said in the video too.”
His brow furrows like he’s thinking back to remember exactly what I said.
“Lick every inch of your body.”
His eyes darken. “Later. I need to be inside you.”
I grab a handful of condoms from the nightstand and dump them on the bed. He smirks. “Here’s hoping.”
He rips one open and covers himself. Then instead of picking me back up so I can make good on my climbing him like a tree vow, he covers my body with his. Tenderly he nips and teases my lips as he slowly pushes inside me.
He pulls back to look into my eyes. “Are you okay?”
“Perfect,” I rasp out the word as goosebumps dot my arms. “Boyfriend.”
“Girlfriend.” He brushes his lips over mine. My body clenches around him.
“Oh fuck,” he mutters. “You’re squeezing me so tight.”
“Say it again.”
“Girlfriend.” He moves slowly out and then pushes back in. That word is magic. I’m his. I can’t believe it.
My heart is beating so fast. Every thrust sends a new wave of pleasure.
“It feels so good. You’re so deep. Are you bigger than average?” I don’t give him time to respond. It’s either say every thought in my head or combust. And I don’t want this to end yet. “I like you so much.”
I have just enough wherewithal to bite back the wordsI think I’m actually in love with you.
“So much,” he parrots.
“Like an insane amount.” He shifts up on the next thrust and hits a spot that makes me gasp. “Do that again.”
Laughing, he brings his lips down to cover my mouth, effectively silencing me. I cling to his neck and press my body tighter against his as he moves in and out at a quicker pace. I feel his muscles tense as he gets close.
“Are you there?”
“Yes, I think so.” Every one of Felix’s touches feels like I’m going to detonate.
He slides down my body. I whine at the loss of him inside me, but when his mouth covers my pussy, I cry out. His tongue flicks over my clit and then down my slit. I gasp and writhe.
“I’m gonna come,” I tell him when I can’t take it a second more before exploding.
He teases me longer, testing just how close I am before moving from between my legs. His face is covered in me. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Turn over, babe.”
I hesitate, not sure where this is going, but he places a kiss on my hip bone and then nudges me to roll onto my stomach.
He wraps a hand around my hair and uses it to tilt my head back.
