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All the guys wanna talk about in the locker room before practice is sex. It’s not any different from any other day except I’m fantasizing about squeezing her until she pops, not screwing her brains out. This is a new development.
“So, what about you?” Zach asks looking at me, finishing up a story about him and Morgan that just sounds like regular girlfriend sex to me. I don’t know if I’ll ever think that’s enough, a huge problem when it comes to the hot blonde I’m hanging out with.
“What makes you think I have a story to tell?” I laugh. He knows I’m the only one who ever has anything to add. Even though they have the same hours in a day, none of my teammates will ever have any epic sex stories to share.
“Anyone I know?” Zach looks intrigued but he normally acts like he couldn’t care less. I figure it’s because he saw me with Elli and wants something to report to his girl. I could kill her right now for totally distracting Elli when I was going to lay one on her.
I laugh and shake my head. Not falling for it.
“Well?” Brewski leans in to ask. I’m not the type to hold back so if they push hard enough I’ll inevitably give up the details. They usually don’t have to work this hard.
“We didn’t get to sleep ‘til 3:00,” I brag. She’s the last girl who would sleep with a guy on the first date and none of them have any clue that nothing even remotely happened. I don’t think talking for hours on end and falling asleep listening to music is really what they have in mind.
“Ahh, yeah,” come the echoes from around the room. There’s a round of high fives like it happened to them.
“Was she hot? What did she look like?” It’s like being on repeat with Eric, he always asks the same questions. I wonder if he ever realized how hot Elli was when she liked him. I can’t believe he didn’t go for it. I’m sure as hell not making the same mistake.
“What do you think? She’s hot as hell.” I mean it. Before we hung out I was obsessing over her for all the wrong reasons. I thought she was cute and so innocent that I just wanted to corrupt her but on top of all that she’s drop dead gorgeous. Her smile and eyes more than make up for what she lacks in boobs and an ass. Damn it, and now I sound like a chick. For some reason I don’t really care.
Marc spots Elli walking towards the field. She’s still wearing the shirt she found in my closet and I have to say I love it. The tiny sliver of cleavage makes her look totally edible. I’d do her. Despite what it looked like last night.
“So, you boinking her yet?” Marc always has another word for sex every time he says it, humping, doing the nasty, fornicating... You name it, he’s probably used it. Does he know I went out with her last night? I’m not going to let him think of Elli like that. Any other girl and I’d say yes right away, screw their reputation. But she’s not any other girl. Plus, I don’t want him picturing her naked. Not like I do. He’s still looking at me like I’m going to answer. He’s being weird about it.
“You gonna call her?” Eric asks. Another question I don’t want to answer. I asked him flat out if he likes her and he gave me some roundabout answer, it’s not my problem now.
“Ya know, I would if I weren’t so busy slapping dick to your MILF of a mom.”
Like I prophesized Eric turns bright red while we all laugh at his pansy-ass. Elli looks over to see the commotion and my eyes travel up and down her tight little body. Jenna and Morgan are both admiring her shirt and I’m wishing I was the one doing it. I’d touch her anywhere she asked me to and plenty of places she didn’t. God, I’m hard just thinking about it. Next time I’m gonna get her naked, I deserve it after a 100% PG night last night. Shit, it wasn’t even PG. That might as well have been a Disney movie marathon. I will not fail at this. I can’t. I’ll die if I don’t have her.
It’s Jonah’s turn to speak up. I don’t think he knows we’re talking about Elli. He’s made it clear he doesn’t want me taking her out. You’d think he had something invested in it but he’s just being an asshole. I don’t like him, never really have, but now I hate the dude. He knows damn well what he did.
“If he marries your mom you’ll both be calling him Daddy,” Jonah laughs, yelling over his shoulder at Eric as we start running laps.
“Yeah right, Jagger with one woman. That’ll be the day,” Brewski calls out as his fat ass starts getting up to speed.
I can’t see it happening either but if the sex is good with Elli I just might consider it. She’s got me so worked up, there’s not much that would stop me from hooking up with her. I don’t even bother with music because I’ll only be able to think about how much sexier it would be to listen to it with her. I consider pretending to be hurt just so I can sit and talk to her. I want her bare skin on mine and I’d be able to in that shirt. She’s inspecting the bottom and her flat belly is so fucking incredible it makes me want to do shots off it until I’m too drunk to stand. Maybe next time I’ll make her borrow that bikini I kept as a souvenir from my beach hookup last summer. I’m sure she’d look even hotter in that.
“Hey,” I whisper as I run by and they all turn to look at me. Morgan is so fucking hot I can’t stand it but I barely notice her sitting there. Elli’s on Jenna’s lap, braiding Morgan’s hair and I instantly flash to her fixing her hair in just her bra in my bathroom. So she didn’t let me see her in it, I knew that’s all she was wearing. I like her no bra look better anyway and I was digging seeing that flash of pink lace hit my bedroom floor. I tried not to peek but I couldn’t help myself. Knowing her like I’m starting to, I kinda pictured it being bright purple. She keeps surprising me.
She blushes when she looks up and waves. Jenna whispers something in her ear and she starts laughing.
“I like your shirt,” Jenna calls after me and I totally know Elli told her that I wore the one she tried on. How could I not? Maybe next time she can actually wear my shirt, preferably with nothing under it but the sweat we dripped all over each other’s bodies.
I can’t stop thinking about her while I make the regular round of drop offs for the delinquents. One day one of them will get a car and then they can take me anywhere I want to go. I hope it’s Eric so I can screw Elli in the backseat while he drives my ass around. Now that would make him red.
The first thing I do when I get home is head straight for the shower, stealing Mom’s pumpkin shampoo from her bathroom. Anything to smell like Elli. It doesn’t take long for me to start thinking of her and this time I can’t stop myself from acting indecently. I wish it was her doing it to me but it’s coming soon, I promise. Now if I could just kiss her and get to the good stuff.
Her Spotify is open on my phone, I’ve been listening to it since she pulled it up in my car. Even though I say my playlists are better, I’d rather listen to hers. An image of her playing air guitar in my truck flashes before my eyes, swinging her hair back and forth and trying to act like she didn’t see me staring. It was hard to drive, I couldn’t look away.
Ready to spend the night at home for once, I lay down on my bed hoping to find her scent on my sheets. Like a jackass I actually take a sniff and immediately feel stupid. Of course it’s not going to smell like her, all I can smell is laundry soap and my AXE body wash. Damn, it was worth a shot. Her sexy as hell bra is still sitting on the bathroom counter, she must have forgotten it this morning when we rushed out of here. Feeling like a creep before I even get up, I run to the bathroom and grab the thing. It smells delicious, not like her shampoo but flowers and candy, exactly what I imagine her skin to smell like. I need to be that close to her again. If she smells, or better yet tastes, like she looks, I’m a dead man. I’ll find out soon enough. I think about calling to make it tonight but I can wait a few more days to finally hook up with the chick I haven’t been able to get out of my head for at least a month. I will make her mine.