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   Chapter 13 The Morning After

The Game He Plays By magbmara Characters: 7023

Updated: 2018-02-18 19:02

"Rob, wake up, it's five am. You have to leave early right?" Sammy was still curled up between his arms. Her back pressed on his chest. She moved and straddled him. The reaction was instant. He was awake and another member of him also stood proud in attention.

"Oh God, this is extreme torture. I have to leave but I want to stay and have you again." She kissed his lips and gently lowered herself on him. Making him groan with the sudden sensation of their union. When she moved on top of him, he went crazy with need. He lost all coherent thought except the one thing that he desired the most, her. It was quick but insanely satisfying.

"I could just lie here all day right now and make love to you." Sam pinched his nose.

"No. Get your ass up and go to your game! Your team is waiting for you there. While I, will wait for you here." Rob hugged her tight before releasing her.

"You're coming?" He asked but she shook her head.

"No. I want to sleep. I feel sore. If I leave now, I won't be able to function the whole day and. . . night." His eyes darkened when he realized what she's saying.

"Okay my love, I'll be back after the game. Don't leave. I'll have someone bring you breakfast." She just pouted her lips for another kiss, which he obliged. He left in a hurry to catch up on their qualifying game.

Sammy slept the whole day and was woken up by Rob's kisses. He was freshly showered, wearing his team sweatshirt and pants.

"Good morning my Sam." She smiled as she pulled him to her.

"Hi. . .Geez. I'm hungry, but I'm more hungry for you than food. . . But, I haven't brushed my teeth, so please excuse me first while I. . ." She wasn't able to finish her sentence as he devoured her lips with his own that led to once again an tremendously gratifying tumble in bed. Several rounds later, they finally felt exhaustion.

"I could get used to going home to this, and waking up with you. . ." He said in between kisses. Sammy just smiled.

"How was your game? Are you guys going to the playoffs?" He paused and turned serious. His face looked sour

smiled as he dry rubbed the chicken with the mixed seasonings and tossed it into the grill. Savory smell filled the room as it sizzles and cooks. He tossed the salad greens with some balsamic vinegar and olive oil. He took out some mashed potatoes from the microwave oven.

"I used instant mashed potatoes since I couldn't find real potatoes inside the fridge. I hope you don't mind?"

"Honey, I eat instant noodles for dinner. Instant mashed potatoes wouldn't hurt." He looked at her with amusement in his eyes and she wondered what she said to earn that look.

"What did you call me?"

"Huh?" She was confused.

"You called me honey. . .I like the sound of it." She blushed. It was a slip of the tongue. She was careful not to call him anything but now that she did, she could use that to her advantage.

"I'm really hungry, honey. So if you could just pick up the pace so we could eat?" He nodded his head and finished what he was expertly doing. In ten minutes their meal was set up in the dining area. She helped set up the table and as they sat beside each other on the long table, she felt contented and happy.

"I hope I meet your expectation." He looked expectantly at her as she tasted the slice of grilled chicken that he offered her. She closed her eyes and relished the tangy taste that seemed to melt into her mouth. It was perfect, just like him. And so she thought.

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