Scoring Her by Max Monroe

Author:Max Monroe [Monroe, Max]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Max Monroe
Published: 2016-11-28T05:00:00+00:00

Gnome saying?

“Georgia, what did you just say?” I repeated my question.

Her eyes were bigger than saucers, but she tried to play it off. “Hmm?” she questioned with tight lips and a nervous giggle, proving irrefutably that she was still the world’s worst fucking liar.

“Did you just say that you let Big-dick in your back door?”

“Huh?”

I rolled my eyes and met Winnie’s mostly shocked, but slightly humor-filled eyes.

“I’m not hearing things, right? Her caboose is officially loose.”

Win shook her head.

“My little Wheorgie, longest running virgin in all the land of New York, just admitted to both of us that she has anal sex, right?”

“Yep.”

“And she said it in a way that leads us to believe that this isn’t a one and done kind of situation. Anal is legit in their sex rotation. It wasn’t just me, right? Did you hear those things too?”

Winnie smiled and nodded her head again, laughing so hard she was developing a wheeze.

“That’s not what I meant!” Georgia, face flamed in fifty shades of red, finally found the strength to chime in. “I said Kline wants to have anal sex.”

I laughed at that. “Every man wants to have anal sex. They have goddamn weekly meetings about it like Weight Watchers to see if they’ve reached their goal. Like a motherfucking weigh-in. But that’s not what you said.”

“That’s what I meant to say,” she asserted as her fingers fidgeted with the white sheet resting over her body, creasing the corners of her eyes in the least fluffing intimidating aggression in the world.

I tilted my head to the side and assessed her nervous expression closely. “What are you hiding? You’ve got a secret, and you’re not telling it. And you just accidentally tossed out that anal sex thing to try to steer me off course, but there’s something else, isn’t there? What aren’t you telling me, Wheorgie?”

“Nothing,” she responded defensively. “I don’t have any secrets.”

She looked at Winnie with a helpless expression. “Tell her I don’t have any secrets, Win.”

Winnie grimaced. “Sorry, honey, but you look like something is seriously on your mind. Is everything okay?”

“Yes,” Georgia answered more confidently. “Everything is okay.”

I decided it was time to unleash the crazy, creepy eyes in her direction. They were Georgia’s biggest weakness. They freaked her the fuck out and generally made her spill the beans.

“Stop looking at me like that,” she demanded and shielded her face. Her blue eyes peeked out through her opened fingers before she quickly closed them tight again. “Seriously, Cass,” she whined, “you’re freaking me out.”

“I’ll keep staring at you like this all night if I have to,” I announced. “Hell, if I have to do it while I breastfeed Eduardo to get relief from these goddamn watermelons on my chest, I’ll fucking do it.”

Eduardo sputtered and choked on his own saliva, and that’s when I realized he was still in the room, fingers still busy with those stupid massage oil bottles.

“For the love of God, no one is breastfeeding anyone in this room,” Winnie chimed in in exasperation.

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