The Score (Off-Campus #3)(47)

A moment later, I’m between her legs again. I watch her face as I fist my cock and guide it closer. The tip nudges her, demanding entrance. She visibly trembles. With her cheeks flushed and her blond hair fanned out behind her, she paints the sexiest picture I’ve ever seen.

We both sigh happily when I sink into her tight sheath. Fuck, I love sex. I don’t care if men and women were created by God or evolution or little green Martians. I’m just eternally grateful that someone gave us dicks and pussies and a fun way to use them.

I bend down to brush my lips over Allie’s, which changes the angle slightly, pushing me deeper inside her. A shudder of pleasure overtakes me. Centers me. I pull my hips back, then ease back in. Slowly. Deliberately.

Allie’s breathing gets choppier. “Stop teasing me.”

“You think this is teasing?” I splay my palm on her flat belly, my thumb lightly grazing her clit.

When she arches her hips, I move my hand away and she wails in disappointment. I chuckle. “That would be teasing.”

“Oh my God. I hate you. Touch me,” she orders. “Touch me and f*ck me and make me come again.”

I narrow my eyes. “You weren’t this bossy last time. Or was I too drunk to remember it?”

Allie sits up in an impressive show of flexibility and loops her arms around my neck. She’s in my lap now, grinding down on my dick. “I was bossier. But that’s because you needed a lot more instruction.”

“Bullshit. You were panting in orgasm the second I touched you.”

“How do you know I wasn’t faking?” she taunts, and then she rocks her hips and we both groan.

I still her by clasping her waist. “Were you?” I’m suddenly reminded of Logan’s confession that Grace faked an orgasm the first time they hooked up. I’d ragged him mercilessly about it. Now I’m horrified that Allie might have done the same thing. She is a drama major, after all…

She says, “No, I wasn’t faking” and relief courses through me. She grudgingly adds, “You’re really good in bed.”

“I’m great in bed,” I correct, then give an upward thrust that makes her gasp in delight.

“Do that again,” she begs.

“Do it for me.” I fall onto my back so she’s astride me and reach up to tweak one puckered nipple. “Ride me until I shoot.”

Her mouth curves in a wicked smile. Oh yeah, she likes that idea. Bracing her hands on my abs, she raises herself up, then sinks down on me before I can blink. There’s a hot blonde riding my dick and I’m in heaven. Her perky tits sway as she moves over me, and when her hair falls onto her forehead she pushes the golden strands away and keeps her gaze fixed on mine. Undulating. Grinding. Driving me crazy.

“Touch me.” Her don’t-mess-with-me expression prompts me to bring my hand to where we’re joined and obediently rub her clit with my thumb.

Pleasure floods her eyes, but the orders don’t stop there. “Slower.” Her breathing quickens. “Do it in little circles. No, not that much pressure. Softer…oh my gosh, yeah, like that.”

I ain’t gonna lie—I appreciate how blunt she is about telling me exactly what she needs. After all, she knows her own body a helluva lot better than I do. But I’m a quick learner. It isn’t long before her words become moans and she starts f*cking my cock in earnest.

She’s lying on top of me now, her lips so close to my ear that every sexy noise she makes goes straight to my balls. My hips snap up, over and over again, as our bodies slap together and our mouths meet in a sloppy kiss.

I’m still kissing her when she starts to come. She bites down on my lower lip and gives a low cry, and the mind-blowing sensation of her * spasming around me triggers my own release. I go off like a rocket, pleasure blurring my vision and clouding my brain. I’m surprised the condom doesn’t burst from the massive load I just poured into it.

“What the…?” As I float down from the high, I register a coppery flavor in my mouth. I touch my lip. My fingertips come back stained with blood. Jesus. Allie had bitten me hard enough to draw blood. I choke out a laugh.

She lifts her head at the strangled sound. Her hair is a tangled mess, her eyelids so heavy they’re nearly shut. “What…?” Alarm fills her face. “Oh no! You’re bleeding!”

I laugh even harder. I’m so frickin’ glad I didn’t abandon my pursuit of her. This chick who claws and bites and f*cks with total abandon. I’ve never had this much fun in my life.

“It’s nothing,” I assure her.

She clearly disagrees, sliding off me and reaching for the nightstand. She comes back with a tissue and presses it to my lip. “I’m sorry. Does it hurt?”

“Not in the slightest,” I answer cheerfully. I take the tissue from her hand and toss it over the side of the bed. Then I rearrange my body so my head is on the pillow instead of the mattress, and tug her toward me.

Allie nestles all that naked goodness beside me and rests her head on my shoulder. “Endless supply of wishes,” she mumbles.

“Huh?”

“Your dick.” She sighs. “It’s the gift that keeps on giving.”

“Damn right it is. I told you I’ve got a great cock.”

I grin up at the ceiling and stroke her side boob. We lie there in silence for a bit, both of us still catching our breath. Eventually she murmurs, “So what’s this kiddie game you mentioned?”