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Grant didn’t matter Colm would have to suck it up I wanted—no, I needed Liv I needed to feel her wrapped around me, to bury my face in the crook of her neck and bury ers around her wrists and pin them above her head as I thrust into her velvety pussy She was an addiction, and I hadn’t even had a real taste yet

“Ford?” Her shaky voice snapped

“I’m here” I licked my lips

“That was…”

“Yeah, it was I’ I need to see you”

“I have a lab session at eight in the rab lunch”

“Liv…” My throat worked up and down

“I know Just don’t say anything else I’ll see you on Monday, and I’ll be watching your gaht, Ford” She rushed out the words like she knew exactly as going through h wore off She ended the call

“Night, Liv”

Three excruciating days later, the town car fro backward Her otten under my skin so deep I didn’t think I’d ever be able to erase them They were the soundtrack to every time I wrapped my hand around my cock Her erratic breaths and sweet moans were an inescapable part of me now I’d never be able to erase the memory, and I didn’t want to

My hands opened and closed in an involuntary rhythm The tension rolled off me in waves, and I let out a deep breath Maybe it was best I didn’t see her yet I needed to calm the hell down

“Dude, you need to get laid”

My gaze snapped to Declan, sitting beside me in the back of the car Usually, this was a chance to decompress without the rest of the team around, but now it made me want to scream

“You don’t need to worry about my bedroom habits”

“If you co to ream you”