Page 108 of Forever Offsides

She sniffles and glides a hand under her nose before she twists away to hide it. “How do you know?”

“What do you mean?”

“I dated Russel for three years. I loved him. But being with you is so different, and it hasn’t been that long. It’s barely been any time, and the things we’re talking about⁠—”

“Hey…” I stop us and cup her jaw. “Relax. I’m old, remember? I’ve had seventeen more years than you have, and I get carried away because of that. Our date went a little off course. Let’s take a step back and recalibrate.”

She gulps. “Why are we so intense?”

I laugh. “I have no clue, but it seems we can’t escape it. I think that only happens when you know something is real but forbidden all the same. You’re forbidden to me. Forever offsides. That doesn’t mean it’s not worth the penalty.”

She considers this for a long moment and finally nods. “You’re right. We are. I’m fine. Better than fine.” She glides up onto her tiptoes and plants her lips on mine. “I have toys in my nightstand.”

My dick just became a fucking rock.

I grin and nip her bottom lip. “What kind of toys?”

“Fun ones. For me. Things that’ll make me come.”

“Things that I can put in your pussy while I’m in your ass?”

She pants out a breath, and her skin grows warm against me. “I don’t know. Let’s go find out.”

I sweep her off her feet right here on the street and drop her onto my shoulder.

“Oh my gosh! What are you doing!”

“Saving time. You’re not moving fast enough.”

“Anyone could see us.”

“No one’s on the street but us.”

I run us up the hill, and she laughs as she bounces against me. The leaves on the trees are changing, and I’m excited for fall in New England. I’m excited for everything right now.

We reach her door, and I set her down and make sure she’s steady before I release her. She unlocks it, we slip inside, and she relocks it. Now it’s just us. No more outside world. No more questions or drama. It’s her eyes and smile and sweet, beautiful face. It’s the feel of her body and the sound of her breath and the way she smells.

But then there’s that other thing. Toys!

Yet another first, but I have every intention of learning all there is to know about making Quinn come with her toys and feeling what she feels when I’m inside of her.

She jumps back up into my arms and clings to me like a spider monkey. I bring her up the stairs, my mouth all over hers as I go.

“Are you the kind of second date who puts out?”

She makes a dismissive noise as her mouth moves to my neck. “Obviously. I put out hard.”

I nibble on her earlobe and walk us into her bedroom. “Best date ever.”

“Is this even our second date?”

“I have no clue. It feels like it’s our hundredth.” Her ass lands on the mattress, and I’m all over her, kissing her and running my mouth up and down her neck and over her shoulder. Her fingers snake between us, and she works at the buttons of my shirt only to grow impatient and tear.

Buttons go flying, and I pull back and quirk an eyebrow at her. “I would have unbuttoned it.”

She shakes her head, her hair splayed out across her bed. “It would take too long.”

I shrug out of my ruined shirt and wiggle a finger up and down at her sweater. “Take it off or I’ll rip it.”