Things We Never Got Over (Knockemout, #1)

by Lucy Score

“I’d fuck you right here if I thought for a second I could get away with it.” She took one hand off my shoulder and shoved it between our bodies, cupping my erection through my jeans. I covered her hand with mine and squeezed. Hard. I thrust against our hands, greedy for the friction. “Kids! Dinner,” Amanda called from above us. “Aunt Naomi, how many green beans do I hafta eat?” The glassiness in Naomi’s eyes cleared. “Oh. My. God,” she mouthed at me. I gave both nipples a not-so-gentle tweak before readjusting her top. I wanted to fuck her in that bikini. To untie one or two of those strings and guarantee all the right access. Then I wanted to take her every way possible until neither one of us could walk. Instead, I was going to have dinner with a hard-on and an audience. Sometimes life just wasn’t fucking fair. She slugged me in the shoulder. “What is wrong with you?” she hissed. “Our families are right up there!” “A whole lot of things,” I said with a grin. “You’re the worst. We’re coming!” she yelled. “We will be later,” I promised under my breath.