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“Well,” Scar says, leaning her face over mine, “I really hope one day, when everything is settled and out in the open, you all can repair the parts of your friendships that were broken. I’d hate to see it all be for nothing.”
Lifting my head off the bed, I make the conscious decision to endthisconversation. Just for tonight, I want to pretend no one else exists but the two of us in this room. My hand presses to the back of her head and I pull her mouth to mine.“No more talking.”
“But I wanted to hear about your game I missed.”
I inhale her words as they roll into my mouth. “We won and it ended, now kiss me.”
And she does. Her mouth parts slightly, making enough room for me to slip my tongue between her sweet lips.
Scar climbs over me, straddling my lap. My fingers clench her waist beneath her shirt and I raise my hips, grinding against her.
With her hair draped around my face, I drag her scent straight to my lungs, wondering how I went so long without it. All those wasted years when she could have been mine, but I let my guilty conscience get the best of me. If I could go back, there are so many things I’d do differently, like kissing her every chance I got.
I pull her face closer to mine, our noses touching. As she opens and closes her mouth against mine, I drag my teeth along her bottom lip, remembering the time she bit me. Crazy how far we’ve come. “On your back.”
She shakes her head no. “I wanna ride you.”
My cock pulses, threatening the fabric of my pants. “All right. Ride me, baby.”
I fold my arms under my head, giving her complete control. She lifts up, a grin on her swollen lips. Straightening her back, she pulls her sheer white tank top over her head, freeing her tits. I want to reach out and grab them and suck on her nipples, but I refrain. Instead, I just watch her in perfect form.
Lifting up, she pushes down her boy short underwear, then brings them to her ankles and kicks them off.
“Fuck, Scar.” I growl. “Being this sexy should be a sin.”
She bites the corner of her lip before sliding down my body, popping the button on my pants and freeing me of them. I decide to help her out a little and I rip my shirt over my head, then toss it on the floor.
Two hands plant on my chest and she shoves me back down. “Mmm.I like when you take control. Where’s this coming from?”
Shouldn’t have asked that question.Don’t go there, dumbass. Don’t you dare fucking go there.To shut off the thoughts threatening to invade my mind, I grab two handfuls of her ass, squeezing and hoping to leave an imprint for any other guy—namely Jagger—who might look at what’s mine.
“Hands off,” she tsks, grabbing my hands and placing them at my sides.
I lick my lips, hungry for any taste of her I can get. “Let me lick your pussy first.”
She shakes her head no.
“Then let me finger you.”
Another no.
“We gotta get you wet somehow.”
Her hands run down my chest and the lustful look in her eyes has me wondering if she might want to do the job herself.
My heart races at the thought. I don’t think there could be a more beautiful sight than my girl pleasuring herself. I go to grab her hand, but she pulls away. “Ah ah. Hands to yourself,” she demands, and holy fuck, it turns me on.
“Touch yourself, baby.”
Her forehead creases, cheeks flushed. “I can’t do that.”
“Sure you can. Lean back, spread your legs, and just play with yourself. It’s just me and you.”
There’s some hesitation, but I can tell she wants to. There’s no way in hell Scar hasn’t touched herself before, and if she says she hasn’t, I’ll call her bluff. Hell, if I were a chick with a pussy that tight and bare, my fingers would live inside it.I’m sure any guy would agree.
Eventually, with some persuasion, she leans back, keeping herself up on her elbow pressed into the mattress. Her legs fall open and she brings one hand between them.
“That’s my girl.”
