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“I just…I know you’re more experienced. I want to make sure you’re still…enjoying it.”
“You think I’m not enjoying sex with you?”
Where the hell is she getting this from? I come harder and faster with her than I ever have with anyone else, and I thought how often we have sex made it obvious how attracted I am to her.
“No. I don’t know. It’s different for guys, right? I just didn’t know…” Her voice trails off, and I want to shake whatever she’s trying to say out of her.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. What’s different for me?”
Her cheeks pinken as she studies the ceiling. “I went out for drinks with some friends after you texted, saying you’d be later, and they were talking about different guys they’d been with and different stuff they’d done and…” She exhales. “You’re the only guy I’ve been with, so I could be bad in bed and not know, and I know you have lots to compare this to, and I just…you’re used to something else. I don’t want you to be unsatisfied.” The last sentence is quiet. Followed by a fresh flame of red in her cheeks. “Forget it. Turn off the light. Let’s go to bed.”
Yeah, right.
I roll over so I’m hovering above her. “It was before you, Sophia. All of it. I wasn’t satisfied. I was bored. I didn’t know this existed. Wasn’t aware you were out there. I can’t compare you to anyone else because it’s never been like this for me before. I thought ending up here was a punishment—turns out it was the best thing that could’ve happened to me. I only have to think about you, and I’m hard, Sophia. These pouty lips …” I trace her lower lip with my thumb. “These tits …” I cup one. “This perfect pussy …” I lower my hips, letting her feel my growing erection. “I’ve never wanted a woman the way I want you. I love you. This isn’t just sex to me, but it’s the best fucking sex I’ve ever had.”
She searches my face, testing my sincerity.
“I won’t lie to you,” I tell her. “Never. If you want to know anything, just ask me. I’ll be honest, always. I worked hard during practice earlier because I’m hoping Kluvberg will consider keeping me. Those women wearing perfume earlier? All I could think about was coming back here and getting in bed with you.”
“You promise?”
“I promise.”
I study the face that’s become so familiar to me. The features I’ve memorized.
Sophia has two freckles below her left eye. A dimple on her right cheek. A thin, short scar in the center of her chin.
“If you need me to fuck you until you believe you’re the best sex I’ve ever had, I’m fully prepared to do that.”
She smiles, some of the tension finally relaxing. Her hand rises, tracing my jaw and then my lower lip. “I want to be with you, and I want to be enough for you.”
I lean down and kiss her. “We’ll figure the first one out, and you never have to worry about the second one.”
Leaving Kluvberg at the end of this season is no longer the ideal outcome. Playing well this season is an incentive because it means they’d consider keeping me, not only so I look like a worthwhile risk to American teams.
A thought that’s been in the back of my mind for weeks. Sophia’s fears have pushed it front and center, reminding me my decisions don’t only affect me any longer.
It feels like a monumental realization to have.
Most of my life, I’ve been selfish. I’ve never had anyone relying on me or expecting anything.
Everything is different now.
Because I can’t imagine anything worse than letting Sophia down.
THIRTY-FIVE
SOPHIA
Iclick through the last ten shots, making sure at least a couple of them are good options. More like six of them.
I glance up at Otto, nod, and smile. “You’re all set. Thanks.”
It’s not until Otto responds in German that I realize I spoke to him in English. It’s become second nature from spending so much time around Will.
Plus, I’m distracted right now. I’ve kept track of every player who’s been sent in here, and there’s only one left.
Hopefully, Otto will discount any giddiness as nerves or excitement about today’s assignment.
