couldn’t have surprised me more. This little 5’7” woman, who weighed all of 120 lb was into professional athletes, let alone sports.

“So, you’re into sports?” I clarified, feeling a little excited.

“Yep.” She nodded.

“What’s your favorite?” I asked, fully invested.

“Probably rugby,” she told me, “and football.” Her words were like magic to my ears.

“I was the captain of the rugby team when I played here,” I told her. She looked at me surprised and then with a newfound interest.

“Oh yeah?” she said, surprised, her eyes lighting up slightly. I nodded, turned on that this girl was into my sport. She plated our grilled cheese and then cut them in half on a diagonal, which was just how I liked it. We sat at the small table in her bedroom and dug in.

“This is the best grilled cheese I’ve ever had,” I told her scarfing mine down. It was perfectly crispy, the cheese stringy and melted and the bacon adding a perfect saltiness and crunch.

“Thanks,” she said unconvinced. I sensed she had some security issues and tried to put her at ease.

“Seriously,” I told her, putting my hand over hers, “This is amazing, thank you.” She smiled and moved her hand away to reach for her glass of water.

“Thanks,” she said again, a light blush on her cheeks.

“Do you want to watch a movie or something?” I asked her after we finished eating, looking for any excuse to stay longer.

“Sure. But I can’t stay up late, I have class tomorrow,” she said clearing our plates and putting them in her clean, empty sink. Looking around, I noticed everything in her place was clean and spotless.

“No worries, I can crash whenever you’re ready to,” I let slip out. She looked at me a little confused but then flicked on the TV and sat on her bed with her laptop, pulling up Netflix.

“What do you fancy?” she asked, scrolling through the titles.

“Comedy or action,” I told her, she nodded as if expecting this. “But we can watch whatever you want,” I said, meaning every word of it. I’d watch anything if she’d let me stay longer with her, even some musical or a chick flick. She smiled at my honesty and decided on some romantic comedy I’d never heard of. We laughed the entire time, laying in her bed together our bodies lightly touching. This was the first time I’d ever clearly heard her laugh, I’d witnessed it from afar but to hear it from right beside me, it was like music. I loved hearing her laugh and made a mental note to get her to laugh more when we were together. Her guard was always up but I hoped over time she would let it down and let me in.

The movie ended and I put my hands on her waist and kissed the side of her neck. I continued holding her and giving her kisses on her erogenous zones. She moaned, moving even closer to me and rubbed her ass against my cock, making it rock solid. I turned her to face me and kissed her lips, parting them with my tongue. God, she tasted amazing. I felt her hands move to my jeans as she popped them open and pushed her hand inside my boxers, grabbing my erection. I moaned as she jerked me off.

“You’re amazing at that,” I told her through a moan. That was putting it mildly. I was going to go off in her hand at any second if she didn’t stop. “I’m going to come really soon,” I told her moaning. “You need to stop.” Those words brought on confidence and excitement in her eyes and she ignored my warnings and continued to pump my cock up and down with her soft warm hand. I came, my seed shooting out all over her shirt. “Shit, I’m so sorry,” I said, feeling bad for getting her shirt.

“It’s no biggie,” she smiled happily and peeled off her shirt, revealing her sexy rack of tits. Leah walked to her dresser and pulled out a baggy grey shirt and pulled it on.

“I should probably get to bed,” she told me and all I could do was nod, needing a moment after that amazing orgasm, the second one today. She went to the bathroom and returned smelling of mint toothpaste. I went to use the bathroom after her and came back to find her just in her shirt and thong, crawling into bed. It was a sight to see and once again I was rock hard.

“Do you mind if I crash?” I asked, giving her an out. She hesitated, really thinking it over and then shook her head.

“No, it’s okay,” she answered softly. I turned off the lights and joined her in bed, cuddling up to her soft and warm slender body. This was Heaven, I thought falling asleep to the sound of her soft breathing.

MY ALARM WENT OFF AND I hit snooze, something I never did and went back to cuddling into Axel’s warm hold. Then I realized just what I was doing. I jolted up suddenly, getting his arm off me and tiptoed out of bed, turning my alarm off on the way to the bathroom. This was a very dangerous game I was playing. I was truly beginning to like Axel, something that scared the shit out of me. This was supposed to be easy, just sex, completely casual. I didn’t want to have feelings and risk getting my heart broken again, but every time I was with Axel, he did things, little things to melt my frozen heart. I really needed to distance myself but the sex was so incredible, I was addicted. We’d already had more sex in a week than I’d had with Chris in months. Sex with Axel was amazing. I never had to pretend and I actually came every time with no help from myself. That was something I had thought was a myth before. I didn’t want to give up such

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