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“Really?”
“Uh-huh.”
Wagner was his typical stoic self, but I’m pretty sure I saw a twinkle in his eye when he stopped me after practice and told me to make sure I was well-rested before our next match. That, paired with excitement about seeing Sophia, is the main reason I didn’t stay late, like I often do.
“Will, that’s amazing.” The excitement and enthusiasm in her voice tug at something right in the center of my chest. I’m as unaccustomed to having someone cheer me on as I was to sleeping in bed with a woman.
We take seats at the counter once the food is ready. Unlike me, she has stools. Whenever we eat at my place, it’s on the couch or the bed. Both places where food often gets forgotten. We’ve been dating, I guess, for a couple of weeks. Unless I’m playing or training, I’m with her.
Sophia looks over expectantly as I take the first bite.
“It’s good,” I tell her.
It’s bad. So, so bad.
The noodles are so undercooked that they’re still crunchy. The sauce tastes like a super-salty tomato. The meatballs are bland and burned. Without a doubt, it’s the worst thing I’ve ever tasted.
But Sophia made it. Made it for me. So, I take another bite, followed by a large gulp of water.
Sophia takes a bite. Makes a face. Looks at me. “Will, it tastes terrible.”
“It’s not that bad.” I shovel more spaghetti into my mouth, fully committing to the act.
She watches me with obvious amusement. “You’re a better liar than I thought.”
“The point of being a good liar is, no one knows you’re lying.”
She points her fork at me. “So, you admit you’re lying.”
“Would people pay to eat this at a restaurant? Probably not.” Absolutely not. I glance around her apartment. “We’re not at a restaurant.”
Sophia rolls her eyes. But there’s something soft on her face as she watches me shove another bite into my mouth.
After we finish dinner, I stand up to do the dishes. Sophia hip-checks me out of the way playfully to load the dishwasher the way she wants it. I clean the pasta pot, dry it, then lean past her to set it back on the stove. She’s standing directly in front of me, so I can’t resist leaning down to press a kiss to the top of her spine.
I’ve been thinking about touching her all day. Touching her is all I think about, unless I’m actively playing soccer.
Sophia shivers, sinking back against me.
My hand skates down her side to the hem of the shorts she’s wearing, easily sneaking beneath the stretchy fabric. Sophia moans, and I groan when I reach the wet spot in her underwear.
“Is this all for me?” I tease.
It makes me feel a hundred feet tall, how her body reacts to me. How she never guards herself or hesitates. I would understand her caution, after what she told me happened with Ansel, the dick I’d love to run into in a dark alley. But Sophia’s never shy or reserved when I touch her like this. She never hides her reactions.
Her breathing is getting faster. More moisture is soaking the already drenched fabric. I pull my hand free from her shorts and yank them down, taking her soaked thong with them. Spin her around and back her up until her bare ass is pressed against the kitchen drawers.
She looks up at me, her expression so full of lust and trust that something clenches in my chest. Rather than analyze what that might be, I grab the backs of her thighs and lift her onto the edge of the countertop. Not super sanitary, but we’re done eating. She is, at least. Her needy gasp is loud and surprised, inflating my cock, which has been half-hard since I got here.
“Who are you this wet for, Sophia?”
She leans back and opens her knees, letting me admire the wetness covering her cunt. “You,” she gasps, her hands scrambling for purchase on the smooth counter.
“Right answer.” I slip a finger inside of her wet heat, licking a line up the inside of her thigh.
She calls out, lifting her hips to give me better access as I spread her wide.
“I love how loud you are,” I tell her, admiring the view of her pussy stretching when I add a second finger. “Hearing what you sound like when you’re desperate to come? My favorite fucking sound. Being inside this tight pussy? My favorite place in the whole world.”
