Page 21 of More Than A Game


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Nodding, I agree with her. “Being drunk isn’t sexy. Consent is sexy.” My thumb caresses her cheek bone, and her face leans into my palm.

Decision made. “Kiss me?”

I frame it as a question and wait for her response, even though every fiber of my soul wants to taste Sabrina’s lips.

She immediately leans up on her tiptoes and grabs my arms for balance. The second her lips touch mine, I take control, crushing my mouth to hers. Sabrina lets out a soft moan. She tastes like tequila and smells like a warm cinnamon sugar cookie. Sweet and spicy. The perfect combination for my girl.

Our tongues tangle as she holds my arms and presses herself against me. Eventually, my hands travel to her hips, and I pick her up.

Brina’s long legs wrap around my waist, and she grinds down on my cock.

There’s too many clothes in my way.

God, I want my fucking girl.

In the distance, I hear leaves crunching and realize someone is heading toward us. Chloe’s voice breaks into my head, “Hey, Murph? You back here?”

Shit. “Sounds like we’ve got company, Princess.”

“Yeah. You better...uh...You better put me down.” I don’t take orders well if I’m not on the football field, so I keep her right where I have her.

She pushes back a little, but not with any oomph behind it, then buries her face in my neck, hiding. At least I think she’s hiding, until I feel her tongue lick its way up to my ear and bite.

This little minx.

“Murphy,” she whispers just as Chloe finds us.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” Chloe practically sings the words. It’s as if she just read the juiciest story to ever hit a gossip magazine. “Fuck. Bash won the damn bet.”

What the hell?

This time, when Sabrina pushes me to let her down, I can tell she means it. I lower her legs to the ground, then angle myself slightly behind her so my ragingly hard dick is not on full display for the girl I used to let use my GI Joes to marry her Barbies. “What the hell are you talking about, Chloe?” My voice may have come out a bit harsher than I intended, but I had other ideas for right fucking now. “What fucking bet?”

Chloe laughs hard and loud. “Cool your jets there, lover boy. I was looking for Sabrina. The party is getting lame, and I’m heading back to your house to crash in Natalie’s room. You guys should seriously just call it the guest room. Brady is never going to let her sleep in there. Anyhoo...I wanted to see what Brina’s plan was?”

“Oh.” Sabrina turns her head to look at me. Her eyes are enormous, like she just got caught cheating on a test. Then she looks back to Chloe. “I’ll head back with you. I walked to the house, so I’ll just head back to campus now.”

“Like hell you will.” I grab Sabrina’s hand. “You’re not walking back to your dorm alone.”

Sabrina pulls her hand away from me. She’s gone from purring kitten to pissed-off cat in an instant. Thanks, Chloe. “Really, Aiden? This again?”

Chloe laughs. “Okay, I’m going to leave you two to figure this out. Murphy, she’s all yours. Brina, I’ll call you tomorrow. Bye, guys.” Chloe wiggles her fingers.

Taking a step forward, I call out, “Chloe, wait. You’re not walking home alone either.”

Chloe spins around and starts walking backward so she can see us. “Who says I’m alone?”

Jesus Christ. She’s trying to kill me. This, right here, is why Carys can’t come to these parties. “Is Brady okay with this?”

Never missing a beat, Chloe answers, “Guess so. I already told him we were leaving.”

“Be smart,” Sabrina yells.

Chloe smiles and turns to leave before calling over her shoulder, “I always am.”

Turning back to Sabrina, I tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. “Come on, Princess. I’ll walk you back to your dorm.”

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