Now that everyone was going back to their own thing, I pulled up my phone and did a little research before texting Sophia.
Me:I’ve looked into your request and I’m confident I can bring you to orgasm solely through nipple stimulation.
I heard her laugh and turned my head toward the sound to see her looking at her phone. Warmth spread through me at the notion that I was the one who made that sound come out of her mouth—not to mention the other sounds I’d elicited from her in recent weeks. Even still, the laugh was my favorite.
Sophia:I think even you might be overconfident about this.
Me:You show up with an open mind and let me worry about my confidence.
She glanced back at me and smiled before returning to her phone.
Sophia:Okay. Sorry about your seat. Coach wanted to talk about coverage for the weekend and then he fell asleep.
Me:Haha. He always sleeps when we leave this early. Just not usually next to pretty girls.
Sophia:Well, I’m not waking him up. If you want to come back, that’s your problem.
Me: I’m fine like this.
Me:Back to the nipple orgasm. What do I get if I’m successful?
Sophia:You want to make a bet on whether you can get me to come?
Me:I know I can get you to come, Hawaii.
Sophia:Fine. What do you want if I do? Other than the smug satisfaction I’m positive you’ll enjoy.
Me:Correct, I will.
Me:If I win, I want you to go to a concert with me.
Sophia:Why?
I sighed and shook my head.Because I’m fucking crazy about you, you beautiful, blind woman.
Me:Are we really doing this again? I like your company.
Sophia:Okay, but it better be a good one.
Me:The orgasm or the concert?
Sophia:Both.
Me:I’ll be knocking on your door right after lights out.
Sophia:Maybe I’ll be naked when you get there.
I snapped my head up and found her looking over her shoulder, suppressing a giggle.Look at you, Hawaii, more confident already.The adrenaline rush I felt at being responsible for her feeling good about herself and confident enough to even consider saying something like that was more intoxicating than the high of a game. Blood started rushing to my groin.
I was still looking at her as I typed.
Me:Are you trying to get me hard on this bus surrounded by my friends? Because it’s working.
She looked back at me with wide eyes and I smirked at her. She smiled back and pulled her bottom lip between her teeth, turning my slight problem into a harder-to-hide problem. I glanced at Devon next to me. He was asleep against the window.
Sophia: Really?
Me:Yes, Hawaii. The very thought of you naked has turned me into a steel pole back here.
