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Authors: K. M. Neuhold
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clothes in the dryer,” I insist, standing up as well.
I’m greedy for my time with Eve. Not to mention, I may be a masochist, but I suddenly absolutely have to see her in my clothes.
“Okay,” She agrees, following me into the house.
We drip on the floor from the front door to my bedroom but I don’t really give a shit, life’s too short. I pull open my dresser drawer and grab a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants and hand them to her. She takes them and disappears into my bathroom to get changed. I change into dry clothes and then wait for her.
When she steps out of the bathroom I’m convinced that I must be a masochist after all, because seeing her in my t-shirt and baggy sweatpants is the hottest damn thing I’ve seen in my entire life. I try to discreetly adjust my pants to hide my massive hard-on.
“Thanks,” She says with a blush as she hands me her wet clothes to put in the dryer.
We make ourselves comfortable on the couch and I put on Netflix.
Eve learns forward and picks up the book resting on my coffee table and examines it. A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking.
“Are you reading this for a class?” She asks.
“No, it’s just out for light reading here and there. Honestly I’m pretty much always reading it.”
“For fun?”
I chuckle at the surprise in her tone. Then her eyes roam over me in disbelief.
“What?” I challenge with a grin, tugging my lip ring between my teeth.
“I can’t understand how someone who looks like that ,” She gestures to my body and then to my face, “Can also be such a nerd.”
“Are you trying to say you think I’m hot?”
Eve’s cheeks flame crimson and it takes every ounce of self control I have not to kiss the fuck out of her.
“No, I was calling you a nerd you egotistical butthead.”
“ Butthead?” I choke out around a raucous laugh.
“Shut up and put on something for us to watch already.”
“So do you have any favorites yet?” I ask once my laughter is under control.
“I have a few favorites,” She announces with pride.
“Excellent, what do you want to watch?”
“The Office?” She suggests shyly, like she’s afraid I’m going to disapprove of her selection.
“I love The Office.” I put on an episode and we settle in.
Again I’m mesmerized by the look of excitement in Eve’s eyes as she watches the show, and her surprised laughter at most of the jokes, like she can’t believe they’re actually funny.
“What does that mean?” She asks, looking over at me.
Shit, I hadn’t been paying the least bit of attention to the show. She must’ve seen the confusion on my face because she clarifies her question.
“What does it mean when someone says ‘that’s what she said.’?”
“It means that someone said something that could be applied to sex, like a double entendre.” I explain.
She smiles and her eyes light up again.
“Oh, that’s funny.”
God this girl is making it difficult not to fall head over heals for her.
“Hey, what do you call cheese that isn’t yours?” I say, wanting to see her laugh again.
“What?”
“Nacho cheese,” I deliver the punchline and she bursts out laughing.
It does something funny to my chest. Without thinking I start to lean towards her, my lips demanding that I kiss her. Just a brief kiss. What could it hurt? Nothing more than a little taste. Unlike the first time, she doesn’t get spooked, in fact she’s leaning in too. Her pink tongue darts out and moistens her lips, I hold back a moan. I can feel her breath tickling my lips, this is it . And then her fucking phone starts to ring.
She jumps back and blushes
I’m greedy for my time with Eve. Not to mention, I may be a masochist, but I suddenly absolutely have to see her in my clothes.
“Okay,” She agrees, following me into the house.
We drip on the floor from the front door to my bedroom but I don’t really give a shit, life’s too short. I pull open my dresser drawer and grab a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants and hand them to her. She takes them and disappears into my bathroom to get changed. I change into dry clothes and then wait for her.
When she steps out of the bathroom I’m convinced that I must be a masochist after all, because seeing her in my t-shirt and baggy sweatpants is the hottest damn thing I’ve seen in my entire life. I try to discreetly adjust my pants to hide my massive hard-on.
“Thanks,” She says with a blush as she hands me her wet clothes to put in the dryer.
We make ourselves comfortable on the couch and I put on Netflix.
Eve learns forward and picks up the book resting on my coffee table and examines it. A Brief History of Time by Stephen Hawking.
“Are you reading this for a class?” She asks.
“No, it’s just out for light reading here and there. Honestly I’m pretty much always reading it.”
“For fun?”
I chuckle at the surprise in her tone. Then her eyes roam over me in disbelief.
“What?” I challenge with a grin, tugging my lip ring between my teeth.
“I can’t understand how someone who looks like that ,” She gestures to my body and then to my face, “Can also be such a nerd.”
“Are you trying to say you think I’m hot?”
Eve’s cheeks flame crimson and it takes every ounce of self control I have not to kiss the fuck out of her.
“No, I was calling you a nerd you egotistical butthead.”
“ Butthead?” I choke out around a raucous laugh.
“Shut up and put on something for us to watch already.”
“So do you have any favorites yet?” I ask once my laughter is under control.
“I have a few favorites,” She announces with pride.
“Excellent, what do you want to watch?”
“The Office?” She suggests shyly, like she’s afraid I’m going to disapprove of her selection.
“I love The Office.” I put on an episode and we settle in.
Again I’m mesmerized by the look of excitement in Eve’s eyes as she watches the show, and her surprised laughter at most of the jokes, like she can’t believe they’re actually funny.
“What does that mean?” She asks, looking over at me.
Shit, I hadn’t been paying the least bit of attention to the show. She must’ve seen the confusion on my face because she clarifies her question.
“What does it mean when someone says ‘that’s what she said.’?”
“It means that someone said something that could be applied to sex, like a double entendre.” I explain.
She smiles and her eyes light up again.
“Oh, that’s funny.”
God this girl is making it difficult not to fall head over heals for her.
“Hey, what do you call cheese that isn’t yours?” I say, wanting to see her laugh again.
“What?”
“Nacho cheese,” I deliver the punchline and she bursts out laughing.
It does something funny to my chest. Without thinking I start to lean towards her, my lips demanding that I kiss her. Just a brief kiss. What could it hurt? Nothing more than a little taste. Unlike the first time, she doesn’t get spooked, in fact she’s leaning in too. Her pink tongue darts out and moistens her lips, I hold back a moan. I can feel her breath tickling my lips, this is it . And then her fucking phone starts to ring.
She jumps back and blushes
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