Chapter Twenty-Four
Leo
I’d spent the last week wondering how it would feel to have my come dripping out of Sophia.
Turns out the answer was completely fucking feral.
I’d been turned on to the point of pain before we got on the bus, and that couldn’t even compare to my desperate need to come again after I’d watched a bit of my come running down her thigh after we’d finished.
I was instantly hard again and was about to flip her over and fuck her underneath me where I could watch the swell of her breasts and the smile on her face as I unloaded in her again when I heard the sound of people outside the bus.
Sophia turned around slowly, pulled up her panties, and took in the sight of my dick in my hand as I mindlessly stroked it, the need to come again greater than reason.
I was going to have to sit on this bus next to this gorgeous woman who was full of my come for the next two hours.
I was not going to be able to do that without coming again right now.
I stroked myself faster, my dick pulsing as the pressure in my balls rose quickly.
“Holy shit, Leo,” Sophia said, her lips parted, and her eyes dilated as she stared in awe at my face—which I assumed was reflective of my desperate state of arousal—before dropping her eyes to watch me jerk off.
At least I’m not the only one this fucking turned on.
“I really liked seeing you full of my come, Hawaii,” I said through a moan as my balls tightened. “Really liked it.”
She sat down in the seat, eyes fixated on my length. I glanced out the window and saw the guys approaching.
I’m so close. I can pull this off.
“Open up, baby,” I said, reaching for the back of her head.
She didn’t hesitate to lean forward and wrap her lips around my dick, bobbing gently while I worked the base in hard pumps.
“Here it comes,” I said as I erupted again.
She took my load with ease, moaning around my cock as she sucked me dry.
I pulled out and flopped into the window seat next to her, shoving myself back into my briefs as I heard the guys just outside the bus.
I got my pants situated while Sophia adjusted her dress, still staring at me with her mouth open.
I tossed an arm over her shoulder and grabbed my phone from my pocket, holding it between us like we were looking at something together.
She seemed to catch on to my attempt to make us look casual because she quickly looked down at the phone just before Reynolds appeared and flicked on the bus lights.
A few of the guys gave me curious looks as they got onto the bus.
I’d left the locker room quickly, which may have been cause for concern, but in my attempt to make it look like we hadn’t just fucked, I’d probably instead given the impression that Sophia and I were more than friends based on the way she was curled under my arm so naturally.
Still, I’d always been pretty hands-on with her, so no one had asked any questions yet.
I was a physical guy, and I was pretty sure they hadn’t thought much of it beyond my usual flirty ways.
I was sure they assumed we were hooking up even if nobody had said anything to me directly about it.
Sophia rested her head on my shoulder and my heart skipped a beat. “That was incredible,” she said quietly.
I chuckled and pulled her tighter against me, lowering my mouth to her ear. “What’s incredible is that you’re still full of me.”
She peered up at me. “It’s a lot hotter than I expected.”
I kissed her head quickly during a lull in the onslaught of players flooding the bus. “Everything I do with you is hotter than I expected.”
A few more guys shuffled onto the bus with Devon and Coach bringing up the rear.
Devon eyed us more curiously than any of the others as he passed. Coach stopped in the middle of the bus, counting. “Great, I count twenty-six guys and a reporter. Sleep tight, boys.” He gripped the head rests as he walked back to the front of the bus where the driver was getting himself situated.
The bus rumbled to life and the lights went out. Given how spent I was, I wished I was the kind of guy who could sleep on the bus.
“You want to watch a movie with me, Hawaii?” I asked. “Or do you have to work on your next big article?”
She laughed and smiled at me. It was a smile that, when paired with her ocean blue eyes, made me feel like I was falling off a cliff. “I am in no state to think clearly. I can smell you between my legs.”
I groaned. “I want to shove my tongue in your mouth and see if you taste like me.”
She smiled coyly, in a way that nearly made me do it, despite the crowded bus.
“Okay, maybe we should go with a comedy,” I said. “Something to distract me from all the dirty things I’m still thinking.”
She nodded her head energetically. “Yep. Something funny.” She reached into her purse under our seats. “I have my iPad.”
“Perfect, fire up something funny,” I said as my phone buzzed. I glanced at it as she pulled up Hulu and took my arm off her to respond.
Devon: Dude, you’re banging the reporter, aren’t you?
Me: We’re friends.
Devon: You sure? You look pretty into her.
Me: I’m sure that we’re friends.
I tucked my phone in my pocket as she asked, “Do you want to watch a show instead? There aren’t a lot of movies that look good. Have you ever watched Modern Family?”
“Yes, Cam is one of the funniest characters on television,” I said. “Start it from the beginning. I like when they lock Lily in the car in the first season.”
“Me too.” She chuckled and started the first episode.
My phone buzzed again. I pulled it out, keeping it tucked out of sight as I read another text.
Devon: If you’re not with her, I’m interested. She’s hot.
I gritted my teeth and fired back a response.
Me: She’s capable of making her own decisions, Devon.
Devon: So, I’m not stepping on your toes if I hit on her?
Me: I’m not going to lay claim to her but if you’re asking if I’m interested in her, the answer is yes.
Devon: And when you’re done with her?
I sighed in frustration and shoved my phone back in my pocket, tossing my arm around her shoulder again. I wasn’t going to try to explain something I didn’t even understand myself, which is that I was pretty sure I was never going to be done with her.
It was after ten o’clock at night a few days after we’d returned from Rhode Island, and I had just finished another paper due the week of Thanksgiving.
With so many assignments due that week, I was forced to do some of them a week early if I didn’t want to be pulling all-nighters next week—a lesson I’d learned the hard way freshman year.
I was mentally drained but not ready for sleep yet.
I pulled out my phone to see what Sophia was up to.
She’d said she was going to use a lull in her own assignments to spend a few hours working on her novel.
Apparently, I’m inspiring her just fine. I’m a sexual muse.
Me: This is not a booty call
Sophia: Good opener. Not suspicious at all.
Me: You want to come over and watch some Modern Family before bed?
Sophia: I’m on my period.
Me: Does that affect your ability to watch TV?
Sophia: No, but it means no sex.
I chuckled and shook my head, leaning back in my desk chair.
Me: First of all, I don’t care if you have your period, I’ll still fuck you dizzy. But if you care, then it’s a good thing I invited you over to watch TV with me, not to have sex with me.
Sophia: You’re really inviting me over to hang out?
Me: Yep, this is the friend part of our exclusive-friends-with-benefits arrangement. Clothed or not, Hawaii, hanging out with you is my favorite.
Sophia: Mine too. Be there in ten.
My heart raced, wondering if her admission could be a sign that she was starting to see us as something more. But then I realized she was about to walk across campus in the dark to get here. I fired off another message.
Me: No.
Me: I’ll come get you.
Sophia: Is this part of the friendship service you provide? Protecting me from potential lurkers in the night.
Me: Just one of the many additional benefits I’m willing to give you, Soph.
Sophia: I like when you leave no room for argument sometimes.
I laughed and jumped up to go get her.