“Do you really love me? I mean, it’s crazy for us to be in love so quickly, isn’t it?”
Leo starts to defend falling in love with me when it suddenly hits him what I said…we’re in love with each other. I’m in love with him.
Leo
It takes me a few seconds to realize what Sophia just said.
“Did you just tell me you love me, Sophia?”
My sadness has given way to hope. Hope for a future with a woman I love.
“Yes, Leo. I love you.”
She barely gets her words out before my mouth crashes on hers.
My sexy vixen loves me.
Sophia pulls back just enough to bring her lips to my ear. “Leo?”
“Yeah, baby.”
“Make love to me, please.”
I’ve been waiting for those words from her since the first night I met her. Now that she’s saying them, I’m not sure what to do. Me, Leo Cameron, has the most beautiful woman in the world asking to have sex, and I’m staring at her like an idiot.
“Leo?”
“I love you so much. Are you sure? We don’t have to rush into this.”
Sophia giggles. “This is all fast, and new to me, but one thing I know for sure is that I want you to be my first. I want you to be the man who I share this with.”
I frown at the thought of being her first and not her last too.
My hands move to her face and I trace her bottom lip with my thumb. She’s searching my eyes for my answer.
Sophia
Leo’s brow furrows with my confession. What have I done?
I try to choke back the tears that are threatening to spill from my eyes. He notices because he backs up and runs his hand through his hair.
My heart is beating so fast while it’s also breaking. If we weren’t in my place, I’d run out the door and never look back. I’m embarrassed as hell.
“God, Sophia. I love you so fucking much. I want to make love to you right here, right now.”
“I don’t understand then, Leo,” I reply, shaking my head.
Leo groans and throws his hands up. “You love me and I love you. You asked me to be your first and baby, it’d be an honor.”
He moves back to me, grabs me by my waist, and pulls me to him with such force, I let out a huff of air.
“But you have to know that I don’t want to just be your first. I want to be your last, Sophia. Make no mistake, you are mine.”
My heart soars. My thighs become wet and my legs tremble. Somehow, I have enough sense to answer.
“Yes, Leo. I’m yours.”
Before I know it, Leo lifts and cradles me in his arms. “Where’s your bedroom, Sophia?”
“I don’t think I can wait that long,” I answer honestly.
Leo shakes his head. “The first time I make love to you will not be on your sofa. We have plenty of time for that. Where’s your room?”
The second time he asks, his voice is deeper. The sound of it makes my clit throb, begging for his touch.
“Down the hall, first door on left. Hurry!”
Leo tosses me a sexy smirk as he kicks open my bedroom door.
I miss the feel of his body the second he gently lets me down. I’m standing before him, wondering why he let me go.
Leo grabs my hands in his. “We need to talk a little first.”
I nod.
“Are you on any type of birth control?”
I swallow and nod again. “I’m on the pill.”
My answer earns me another smile. Leo takes my face in his hands. “I’ve never been with any woman without a condom, Sophia, but I want that with you. I want to feel every inch of you.
I had a physical last month and I’m clean. Will you let me make love to you bare?”
Jesus, I’m a nurse. I know the risks but for some reason, I trust this man. Even after he kept his past from me, I trust him.
I nod for a third time, my words escaping me.
“Tell me, Sophia, so there’s no mistake.”
My heart rate picks up even faster. I shift my feet but I answer him honestly.
“I want you bare, Leo. I don’t want anything between us.”
Just as the words leave my mouth, Leo’s lips are on mine.
He’s soft and gentle, but I can tell he’s holding back for my sake.
My tongue meets his while his hands move from my face down to my hips. Every place he touches feels like it’s on fire, and I’m doing all I can to fan the flame.
I reach for his chest. He’s wearing a tight gray t-shirt that shows every muscle and once my fingers glide over him, I’m done.
Leo
I’m fighting like hell to take this slowly. I want to be gentle with Sophia, but she’s making it, and me, hard as hell.
“Arms up,” I whisper against her lips.
The loss of her mouth against mine makes me almost regret my instructions. The near regret is gone once I slowly pull Sophia’s black nightshirt over her head.
The sight of her is almost more than I can take. She’s wearing nothing underneath. Her pale pink nipples are just as I remembered them…perfect.
I growl as she starts to cover herself with her hand.
I reach for Sophia’s arm. “Please don’t be embarrassed, Sophia. This”—I move my hand to her nipples, then to her pussy—“and this are mine. And I want a taste of what’s mine.”
She nods as I hear a soft moan come from her.
Slowly, I lower my mouth to her left nipple with my hand going to her right.
Sophia throws her head back as her hands move to my head. She holds me against her as if her life depends on it.
As I swirl my tongue over her hard pink peak, I smell her arousal. It’s flowers, cotton candy, and rainbows, all wrapped up in Sophia Varsalona.
My woman moves her hands from my head down to the hem of my shirt.
“Take this off,” she demands. “I want to see you.”
I inwardly groan at the loss of the taste of her, but I know we’re just getting started.
Reaching behind my head, I pull my shirt off. Sophia gasps and I fucking love the sounds she makes. I love that she’s so honest with me.
“You’re so sexy, Leo,” she whispers as she runs her hands over my now bare chest.
When she reaches my nipples, she grazes them with her thumbs, making me jump. Never have I been so sensitive as I am with her. It’s as if all of my nerve endings are on high-alert.
“If you don’t stop doing that, I’m not going to make it inside you, Sophia.”
She giggles, then slides her hands down to my hips. In one quick movement, Sophia unzips my shorts and peels them down my thighs.
My cock is so hard, it’s coming out of the top of my black boxer briefs.
Before I know it, she’s taking control.
“Leo, I need more,” she moans.
I like the sound of her words and her sounds.
Sophia
Wrapping my legs around Leo’s waist, I grind against him, trying to get some friction.
He walks us to my bedroom wall for leverage. We are both grinding and panting when Leo pulls back.
He presses his mouth into my neck. “You’re making it so difficult to go slow, but I need to, Sophia. I don’t want to hurt you.”
My head falls back as his warm breath on my neck turns me on more.
He moves us to my bed. It’s only a double bed so there isn’t a lot of room. Leo lays me down on a pile of pillows and I sink in.
I’m lying on my bed with a gorgeous man next to me. The man I love. The one I want to be my first, and only.
Leo trails kisses from my neck down my chest. He pays extra attention to my nipples, alternating between licking and pinching them.
I arch my back off the bed, offering them up as if I’m a sacrifice.
His hand moves softly down my skin to my inner thigh. Leo’s thumb brushes against my aching bud as he pushes a finger inside me.
“Leo,” I moan, pushing my hips int
o him, trying to deepen his touch.
“Jesus, Sophia, you’re made for me,” he whispers in my ear.
The sound of his voice and the way he fills me is all I need. My body starts to shake as my orgasm hits me.
Leo helps me come down from my high as he softens his touch.
“I love you, and I love the way you go over the edge. You’re so beautiful.”
I feel tears start to well in my eyes, not because I’m sad, but because I’ve never felt such a closeness to another person before.
Leo frowns as he wipes the tears from the corners of my eyes. “Did I hurt you?”
“No, Leo. I’m just happy.”
I lean up and grab his face, pulling his mouth to mine. Our tongues glide over each other.
Leo’s hands brace each side of my face. His forearms are holding him up as his eyes meet mine.
“I’m going to go slowly, Sophia. If I start to hurt you, just tell me and I’ll stop. I promise I’ll take my time.”
I try to speak but my mouth is dry. When I nod my response, Leo smiles and kisses my nose.
Leo reaches down with one hand and moves my leg to the side, opening me up to accept him.
I feel the tip of him at my entrance, and suddenly, I tighten up.
“Try to relax, Sophia. Once I’m inside you, I promise it’ll feel good.”
His voice comforts me to the point I feel my legs fall open to him without thinking.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Leo.”
Leo
Sophia is giving me a gift. One I don’t intend to take lightly. I know I need to go slowly but damn, she feels so good.
I position myself at her entrance and push in slightly, never taking my eyes off hers. I’m hyperaware of hurting her and it’s making me as nervous as she is. I feel as if I’m losing my virginity all over again.
Slowly, I inch further into her core. She’s drenched, making it easier for me to enter her than I thought.
“Leo, wait.”
I stop and ease out of her.
The look on Sophia’s face is not one I expected. I figured I hurt her. I’m not small but she sure is.
But she doesn’t look pained. No, Sophia is smiling.
“Did I hurt you?”
She shakes her head. “Leo, please. I want you so much, and all you’re doing is teasing me with your cock.”
If this weren’t such a serious moment, I would laugh at her dirty words. Instead, I give her what she’s asking for.
I push into her, breaking through, and once I do, I still.
“Oh my God, Leo,” she whispers against my neck. She’s hanging on to me, as I start to move slowly in and out of her.
“OK?”
She nods.
I move gently in and out of her. My dick covered in her cream is aching for its own release.
“I need faster.”
Oh shit, if I go faster, I’m not going to last long.
I pick up the pace as Sophia digs her nails into my hips. She’s urging me, pushing me into her.
“Leo, I’m going to come!” she roars.
The second her pussy clamps down on me, I’m a goner. I follow behind Sophia with the knowledge I’m ruined for any other woman.
Epilogue
Three months later
Leo
The last three months have been full of exciting things. The Clearwater Rebels won the soccer championship. Once the season was over, I decided to retire and work with an investment banking company.
Sophia helped me make the decision. With the away games, I missed her every second we were apart. And let’s face it, it’s good to go out on top.
Last week, I went to Sophia’s parents’ house to ask their permission to marry their daughter. Her mother cried, and I think her father did too. But in the end, they both were thrilled.
I wasn’t lying when I told her I wanted to be the first and last man to make love to her. And tonight, I’m going to propose in front of everyone who loves us.
* * *
Sophia
I wanted to have a nice, intimate dinner to celebrate Leo’s birthday, but he insisted on inviting my parents, his parents, Chris, and Brenda. He also invited his sister, but she couldn’t make it.
My parents actually ended up cooking, and offering the deli for a big Italian-style Sunday dinner.
Mom made all of Leo’s favorites, including lasagna and meatballs. We sang “Happy Birthday,” then ate several different Italian cookies for dessert.
Leo’s parents get along great with mine. In fact, everyone is having a wonderful time…well, except Chris and Brenda. I can feel the sexual tension in the room and it’s not coming from me and Leo.
Leo moved in with me two weeks ago. We decided it wasn’t worth paying rent for two different places since we’ve only been staying at mine.
We’ve been pretty much inseparable since the night we confessed our love.
To say Leo has awoken the sexual side of me would be an understatement. I can’t get enough of him. The feeling of having my body worshipped by Leo sends me into orgasms I never thought possible.
I must’ve been lost in my fantasy because suddenly, everyone is staring at me.
“What?” I shrug nonchalantly, not wanting to let them know what I was thinking about.
“Sophia, can you come up here for a moment?”
Leo is standing at the head of the table and all eyes are on me. I don’t know how long I stand there, not moving, but suddenly, I’m nervous.
“Sophia?” It’s Brenda, and she’s smiling.
“What’s going on, Leo?”
“Sweetheart, it’s OK,” he says as he holds his hand out to me.
Somehow, I move. I don’t want to get my hopes up. I mean, it’s too soon for this, right?
When I reach Leo, he pulls me in quickly. I look up at his face. “I never thought you’d get here.” He laughs.
“What are you doing?” I whisper.
As he clears his throat, he gets down on one knee, and I gasp, covering my mouth with my hands.
“Sophia, I need your hands.”
“Oh, sorry.” I giggle.
When I place my hands in Leo’s, I hear a sob come from my mother.
“Sophia, the day you refused to be my nurse was the beginning of a new life for me. It was like I was reborn that day. I knew you were someone special, just by the way you treated the young boy who broke his arm. But I knew I loved you when you didn’t want me to sleep on the floor alone.”
My heart is pounding so loudly, I’m sure everyone can hear it.
“I’m not sure what I did right in my life for you to be mine, but if you’ll have me, Sophia, I want to be yours forever. Will you marry me?”
Leo takes a ring out of his pocket, but it’s not just any ring. I recognize it. It was my grandmother’s ring meant for my Aunt Antonia. It was always my favorite ring.
“Leo, I love you so much,” I tell him as tears stream down my face. “I’m done overthinking whether we’re rushing into this. Yes, Leo, I will marry you. I’ll marry you tomorrow if you want.”
I cry as he slips the ring on my finger. There are cheers and whistles from both sets of parents, and Chris and Brenda.
Leo pulls me in close. “I love you, Sophia. I will always love you.”
I giggle. “Thank you for fracturing your foot and coming into my life.”
Dear Readers …
Get ready for Leo and Sophia’s wedding in book two of the Game Winner Duet. His Runaway Goal is Chris and Brenda’s steamy story coming in 2020.
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His Runaway Goal
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Brenda
“I’ll have a boilermaker.”
The little blonde bombshell of a bartender nods and moves down the long oak bar to make my drink.
I tap the coaster on top of the bar when I feel him come up behind me.
“I was shocked to get your text.”
/> My heart races, just hearing his voice. I haven’t turned around yet because when I see his dark eyes, I know what’ll happen…instant wetness and want.
Chris hops up onto the stool next to me.
Keep your eyes straight ahead, I tell myself. Do not look at the sexy man next to you.
“Can I get you something, gorgeous?”
That damn waitress is pissing me off.
“I’ll have what my girlfriend here is having.”
“Sure thing,” she says, sounding a little dejected as she slinks away to get his boilermaker.
“Why the hell would you tell her that I’m your girlfriend?” I ask, exasperated both at the fact that he referred to me that way and now I have to look at him.
He shrugs. All he can do is shrug. Jesus, he’s so arrogant…and hot. Damn him.
“You asked me to meet you here, Brenda. What’s up?”
Now I’m just staring at him as the bartender hands him his shot and beer. I watch his lips as he swallows his shot of whiskey.
Those lips have been every place on my body. The memories of our last night together play on my mind tonight, just as they have for the last four months.
Gathering my thoughts, I take a sip of my cold beer to cool me down.
I clear my throat. “I thought we should get together and set the record straight.”
Chris’s big beautiful eyes light up. “Oh really? What record exactly needs to be set straight?”
Oh God, suddenly I’m a mute. All I can do is blink.
He moves in closer to me. Inches…his mouth is so close to mine. I just stare at it.
“What’s the matter, Brenda? Cat got your tongue?” His thumb rubs across my bottom lip.
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