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Matchweek Twelve: Fulham vs. Liverpool

[ Midnight Sky by Miley Cyrus ]

Chapter Twelve

   S A M A R A

"I CAN'T BELIEVE UNITED just lost 6 — 1 to Tottenham." Trent says with wide eyes, as he walks over to me.

There are just a few hours before the game and he was so insistent on me coming down to watch. This time he made me stay in the changroom, alone with him. Yes, he is shirtless and I can see his tan six pack. Am I wet? Absolutely. I legit have to hold myself back from jumping him. It wouldn't be right to do it before a game. I'm sure I can wait a few hours.

"What if you'll lose like 7 — 2 or something?" I ask, raising a brow at him.

He looks at me incredulously. "Yeah, right, like that will ever happen." He snorts.

"Cocky much." I tease.

He grips my hand, pulling me into him. He tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear, placing a peck on my lips.

"Only for you." He pouts and I can't help but place a other peck on his lips.

His hand climbs up my side and rests on the band of my bra. He fiddles with it, looking like he is fighting off the urge to rip my clothes off and take me right here and right now. He pulls me even more closer to him, bending down. His lips are less than an inch away from mines and his breath is fanning over my face. His eyes flicker down to my lips before he steals a kiss, making me gasp. He pulls away, chuckling at my flustered state.

"You're wearing the lace set." He states and my cheeks flush.

I don't know why I decided to send him that picture of me. I've never been so bold or daring before. I've never even thought about sending anyone nudes. I guess I just feel so comfortable with Trent— comfortable enough to try new things. I smile shyly, burying my face in his chest.

"It was supposed to be a surprise for later." I tell him and he places a kiss on my hairline.

"Damn, I'm going to have a freaking hard on while playing." He states and I pull away, looking at him through my lashes with a smirk.

"You always have a hard on when playing. I've seen all the pictures of you with your hand down your pants."

His eyes widen, but he only smirks down at me. "Does that mean you Google me often?"

My throat goes dry and I pull away, blushing. I clear my throat, "Maybe once or twice."

He chuckles, pulling me back into him. This time he wraps his arms around my waist, keeping me from going anywhere. I let my hair fall down on my still blushing face to hide myself but he only pushes it away. He tilts my chin up and run his thumb along my bottom lip. My eyes search his for something other than lust, and for a moment I think I see something else, but its gone as soon as it came.

"Maybe I a should send you some risky pictures."

I bite my lip to hide my smile. His eyes fall on my lips and a hungry look takes over them. I can't help but burst out into a fit of laughter, resting my forehead on his chest. This is why I like spending time with Trent. He takes my mind off my aunt— who is okay and out of hospital, but still doing drugs. She didn't get charged because I know a guy that understands our situation, and by guy I mean Edith's grandson.

"I think you should." I tease back, sealing the deal with a kiss.

I wrap my arms around his torso and inhale his manly scent. I like the way his skin feels against mine. I decide to be a little naughty today, placing my lips on his shirtless chest, watching him tense through my eyelashes. I kiss up, licking a little because I know how much he likes that. His hand tangles in my blonde locks, pulling my head up to face him. He's tough but not enough to hurt me. He claims my lips with his own hungry one, running my hands down his chest. I stop on the waistband of his shorts, giving his booty a pat before pulling away.