Chapter 14
I’ve Developed A Taste For You
ELIAS
As the ref flashes another yellow card, my heart pounds a little harder.
There’s just under five minutes to go, and the fact that Reynolds is getting called a second time this game is horseshit.
Sometimes referees look for any reason to blow into their little whistle and feel important, and now not only is he being kicked out…
he won’t be able to play the next game. They paused the game before even knowing where the penalty was, so they had to huddle together for Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dumb to pull something out of their ass.
Even the Dragons are rolling their eyes at this one because, like us, they’re not afraid of a little contact.
So many soccer players waste time rolling all over the floor crying for a penalty, but that’s never been our style.
When our goalie, Mads, blocks their free kick with ease, and the game begins again, I start my usual shit talking to stay inside my opponents head.
The fucker isn’t fazed though, he’s dishing it right back at me twice as hard, and we’ve busted out laughing more than once.
But I need to stay in the game now because Masters is open downfield, and if he scores the Dragons are going to become desperate.
Like clockwork, our striker puts one away, the crowd erupting on our side, and when I look off into the stands and see Riley I can’t stop myself from blowing her a kiss.
She looks like she’s actually having fun and starting to understand what’s going on, so the light in her eyes is breathtaking. And distracting.
Luckily for me — not so luckily for them — their striker goes down midfield before he ever reaches my area, and no one else on the field learns how distracted I just was.
I could have lost us the game. We trade possession six more times in three minutes, everyone covered in sweat and adrenaline as they drive yet again and when my foot gets tangled with another player’s we both hit the ground hard.
Two minutes left.
“Number five!”
What?
I hop to my feet to see the ref flashing yet another yellow card, and I have to fight the urge not to kick his knees out. That dick ran into me just as much as I ran into him, and when he tosses me a wink I nearly lose my cool.
But one glance up at Cupcake pulls me back.
We’re winning, and they’re not going to make a shot from this angle so it’s best we move the hell on and get out of here. I have a girl to fuck, and she happens to shine brighter than this entire soccer pitch.
That last goal from Masters sealed the win for us, and as the clock ticks its last minute I see the look of defeat on the Dragons’ faces.
Losing it in the last five minutes is always rough, especially when one of your strikers goes out with an injury, but that tie we had most of the game was stressful on all of us. No one wants to end in a tie.
Now that we’ve won and I know my girl was watching, I can’t seem to shake the grin off my face.
Not even when I see a few text messages from my dad on how I can improve my D, but because of his negativity the voice in my head reminding me that she’s not actually my girl is a little louder than it should be after a win.
It’s not easy, but after a few minutes I manage to shove all that shit aside, and let it wash down the drain with my shower so I can focus on the positive.
Me
Where you at, cupcake?
Cupcake
Waiting outside the locker room with a present. Hurry up stinky.
Chuckling, I flip off the guys when they tease me for looking excited and make my way outside in a school hoodie and jeans. “Hey, beautiful.”
She’s not alone, there’s at least twelve other girls here hoping to get some soccer player’s attention after the win, but I only see her as I pull her in for a hug and let her smell just how “stinky” I am.
“Oh fuck, you smell good,” she whispers, nuzzling her nose in my neck. “Better than the cupcakes I got you.”
“Cupcakes, huh? Was this before or after we won?”
Feeling her nuzzle into me feels way too damn good so I pull away to check out the box in her hands before I ravish her in front of everyone against this building.
“Before. I figured they’d be a nice consolation prize if you lost or a celebration if you won. So… celebrate. I actually paid attention this time,” she laughs. “You did good.”
“Did you, now?” I ask teasingly. “That was sweet of you. That yellow card I got was bullshit, huh?”
It’s so adorable the way she panics, but tries to hide it. “Yeah, totally. You didn’t do anything wrong.”
Suddenly I don’t care if my dad says I should have done better at all. She’s looking at me like I won the game, and it’s cute as fuck. “You want to go somewhere quieter?”
And with less of an audience.
She scoops a little bit of icing up and sucks it off her finger with a nod. “Quieter is good. What did you have in mind?”
I can’t help it, I chase the flavor with my tongue and catch her in a deep kiss that has a few people around us chuckling nervously. “Let’s go on a walk.”
Interlocking our fingers, I tug her through the crowd and try not to notice how often she looks up at me.
This is already getting complicated enough and I don’t need that to get worse, yet the one time I meet her eyes and see nothing but curious adoration there, my chest tightens in a way I didn’t expect.
“You’re staring, Riley. You look like you want to sit on my lap and feed me that cupcake. ”
“Would that be so bad?”
“Hell no.” I steer us into the woods while she’s distracted, the lights and sounds fading behind us. “Would you do that out here?”
She glances around, confusion pinching her brows under those adorable glasses. “Would I feed you a cupcake in the woods? Why not?”
So innocent. “You think you could sit in my lap and feed me and that’s as far as it would go?”
I hear the way her breath catches. “With you? Probably not. You’re asking if I’d be okay with that?”
“Yeah.” We’re completely alone now, so I back her up against a tree. “We’ve gotten pretty far still fully clothed, haven’t we?”
I slide my thumb along her jaw and rest my palm near her throat, just teasing her jugular with my pinky. Feeling her heart beat faster does something to me.
“Mmhm,” she hums. “I think I could be okay with that.”
I don’t know how someone so innocent can still surprise me. “What else could you be okay with out here?”
Her lips purse as she thinks about it, but it’s clear her imagination comes up short. “I don’t know. What do you have in mind?”
You begging me to breed you so I don’t have to poke another hole in a condom.
That shit made me feel insane, especially because I don’t want kids yet, but I know she craves this too.
She just won’t admit it. “I want to chase you through these woods and fuck you against a tree. Let me hunt you, baby.”
Her eyes widen, but she nods. “Right now?”
I’m already hard, but I use all my strength to keep my cool. “Not yet. I have a plan for that, but I’m glad you’re already wet for it.”
I don’t have a plan, and I don’t have to feel inside her panties to know she’s wet, but the blush on her cheeks confirms it anyway.
“Right. Do you hunt people often?”
“I’ve never even wanted to, but you? You I don’t mind chasing.”
I meet her gorgeous blue eyes as my words sink in, trying to read her mind and see if she knows I mean that in more ways than one.
I think she does. I can see her soften, and maybe it’s just because we’re alone in the woods, but she steps a little closer. “Good thing I’m pretty good at running from you, hm?”
My hands fall to her hips so I can spin us around and take a seat, pulling her in to straddle my lap. “You’re a professional,” I joke. “It just so happens I run a lot for a living, so you can’t outrun me.”
“Maybe not,” she agrees, pulling a cupcake out and holding it to my lips. “But I’m better at hiding.”
I take a bite, holding her gaze as I chew so we don’t lose this moment. “I think I could find you anywhere. You can’t even keep secrets from me, your innocent little eyes will give you away.”
“How do you know I’m not keeping secrets, soccer boy?”
You are. You’re just keeping them from yourself because you want to believe this can never be real. Maybe I want to believe that too, but it feels anything but. “Call it a hunch.”
Her eyes drop to her hands where they fidget with the wrapper. “Are you keeping secrets from me?”
I should have known she’d take it that way.
“No.” Nothing aside from the stalking, sex tapes, the holes I’ve put in condoms, and the fact that I turned her location on for myself the last time she slept over my house.
I just hate not knowing where she’s at. “I think we still have a lot to learn about each other, but I’m not keeping anything earth-shattering from you. Is there anything you want to know?”
A thousand questions pass over her eyes, but none come out of her mouth. “Nope. Not one.”
I’m prepared to push her, but she puts both of her hands on my face and kisses me so sweetly I forget what we were talking about entirely. She tastes like frosting and it’s so damn addicting I squeeze her hips tighter and deepen it before she can pull away.
Her lips part for me, letting me in as she grinds down on my lap, telling me our conversation — whatever the hell it was about — is over. She wants something a little different now, and I just have to hope I don’t come in my pants again.
“You want to fuck right here, baby?” I ask breathlessly, tugging on her waistband as she nods, dipping down to kiss my neck.
“You have one with you?”
Yes. “I don’t think so. It’s fine. You can walk around with my cum dripping down your thighs. Doesn’t that sound hot?”
I run my hands along her skin underneath her hoodie and bare my neck more for her, but she bites me harder than usual.
“It sounds hot, but we’re fake dating, remember?” she asks, dragging her tongue over the spot she bit. “Come in my throat instead.”
I’d deny her if I could, but I happen to love it when she sucks my cock, and I’ve always wanted to get sucked off in the woods. “Let me stand up so you can kneel.”
She shimmies off my lap and stays on her knees, looking up at me as I get to my feet and lean back against the tree. Seeing her down there like this, so clean against the dirty ground, so innocent in such a public place… my cock is already hard when she pulls it out.
My toes curl as she sucks me in, a groan leaving me as she suckles on the head like it’s a lollipop. “Good girl. Can I record this?”
I’d just do it if I wasn’t so worried it’d make her stop, so this time I give her an opportunity to consent.
She nods, not sliding off of me even as she pulls my hood over her head.
I can’t see her damn face, just her nose and her lips, but it doesn’t stop me from pulling out my phone and getting the perfect angle of my cock as it moves in and out of her mouth.
It feels so fucking good.
“Just like that. Do you have any idea how good you look like this?”
Her hood bobs as she deep-throats me, and feeling her glasses press against my pelvis makes me grunt. I nearly drop my phone as she swallows around me, and at this rate I’m not going to last long. “Keep doing that, and I’m gonna blow early.”
I hiss as she hums with me in her throat, shifting her weight as she gags so I hear the leaves crunch below her.
Fuck, miss innocent little angel is choking on my cock where everyone can see her.
She gets a little more into it and the hood slips off her head, revealing her glossy, determined eyes, and proving to me that nothing else truly matters but what we have right here.
“You want it, baby? Touch your pussy for me.”
Her hand slips into her pants, and while I can’t see what she’s doing, I feel it when her throat tightens.
“Fuuuck, Riley,” I growl, my hips moving to match her pace as she bobs on my dick like she’s being paid to do it. “I’m close. Pinch your clit.”
The little whimper she lets out kills me, and has me pulling my cock out with a grunt. “Show me that tongue. Let me feed you.”
She pauses with her eyes on the camera, then obeys me, sliding her tongue out with her mouth open wide.
“Good fucking girl.” Immediately I begin painting her tongue with multiple ropes of cum, the surface coated before I use my cock to push it in further.
It feels like heaven as more oozes into her throat, my dick pulsing as I come back down to earth and tuck my phone away so I can stare at her. “I definitely don’t deserve you.”
I don’t know where the fuck that just came from, but it’s out there now, and she stifles a laugh as she swallows.
“No, you don’t.”
Fair.
I help her clean as much as I can and then get her to her feet, spinning us around so it’s her against the tree and me caging her in. “How wet are you for me?”
“Take my pants off and we won’t need any rain in this forest for a while,” she laughs breathlessly. “I’m wet enough.”
“Bet.” With a smirk I slip my hand in the front of her leggings and roll my fingers along her clit, my teeth finding her neck as I slip two inside of her with ease.
Listening to her try to control herself out here is intoxicating. Her muffled little whimpers travel straight to my cock, but I ignore it. I got mine, it’s her turn to feel good now. “Love the way you clench around my fingers. Swear your pussy is addicting.”
She trembles as she comes for me, body shaking and head tipping back.
It’s mesmerizing to watch, and I get the strong desire to see it every single day. I’m tired of giving her space. “Let’s go back to my place. I’m far from done with you.”