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“Yeah, that’s it, Lily.” He sounds like a madman, like he wants me to lose control as much as he is right now.
And then I orgasm, just let go and rub my thighs together to add more pressure to my clit.
“Come for me,” he whispers and I feel the pleasure increase right before it peaks.
“Oh. God,” I cry out, my head tipped back as I give in to the ecstasy. I don’t know how long the pleasure lasts, but it feels like an eternity. When I open my eyes, it’s to see Coach Big staring at me like he is transfixed at the sight of me coming.
“So fucking gorgeous.” His voice is nothing but a harsh whisper.
We stare at each other for long moments, and I lean forward, finding this strength inside of me to kiss him.
But the sound of the gym doors opening and slamming shut has my heart racing. I pull back quickly and look down at my chest, ropes of Coach Big’s white cum plastered on the top of my breasts all the way to my neck.
I’m frozen in place, on my knees between his legs. I look up at his face, see that he’s focused on where he’s marked me.
And that’s exactly what he’s done, placed his claim on me. I know it. I feel it.
“Coach Big.” I whisper his name and after a few moments the hazy expression on his face fades as he focuses on me. “Someone’s coming,” I say even more softly this time, fearful that someone will catch us.
I’m not worried about being seen with Coach Big, not in an embarrassing way. I’m worried over the fact he could get in serious trouble for this.
He blinks a few times, but still has yet to move, as if he’s not the least bit worried about it—almost like he wants them to catch us, he wants them to see what he’s done to me.
I can’t help but shiver at that knowledge. But then reality slams back into me and I force myself to stand, make myself put on my bra and shirt, not bothering to wipe off his cum that covers me.
I can feel the material of my shirt sticking to my skin, his seed like glue, securing me to him irrevocably. I can feel that deep in my bones, and I’m startled at how good that feels, how right it feels.
He slowly stands, his big body straightening up off the bed. I tip my head back to look at his face, every part of me on fire. I’m so wet, and all I can think about is going home and touching myself, relieving this pressure that Coach Big has built inside of me.
He adjusts himself, tucking his semi-hard cock back into his shorts, and then takes a step toward me, and one more until he’s so close I can feel the heat from his body. He lifts his hand and cups the side of my face, smoothing his finger along my cheek.
“This isn’t over, Lily.” He leans into me so his lips are so close to mine that if I leaned the slightest bit we’d be kissing. “This is far from fucking over.”
And then he slams his lips on mine, slips his tongue into my mouth, and makes me take it.
“You’re mine,” he grunts against my lips.
And all I can do is moan, because in that moment I know one thing for certain. I’m now Coach Big’s.
Chapter Seven
Coach Big
“Get here early for school in the morning, Lily,” I order her. My voice is gruff, but it can’t be helped. I don’t want to let her go. I want to keep her with me, but I know I can’t.
At least not yet.
One day soon, though, she will be mine completely. Lily doesn’t realize the enormity of what we’ve done here today. She doesn’t know what she’s given me, but soon she will. She’s mine now. Mine to care for, to protect, to shelter, to… keep.
To claim that sweet fucking little virgin pussy.
I growl low, the thoughts and images that slam in my head so wrong, so dirty, that I could probably come from them alone.
Those big blue eyes of hers look up at me, still dilated and filled with hunger.
Hunger for me.
“I always get to school twenty minutes early,” she murmurs, her face filling with color as I use my finger to gather some of the cum that’s showing just above her collar. Fuck, I want to bury myself inside of her, thrust through her cherry and fuck her raw, filling her sweet pussy with so much seed it’ll drip down her legs every time she takes a step.
I can’t do that yet, but soon that will fucking happen—that and so much more.
“You need to be here earlier. It’s going to take longer than twenty minutes to do what I want to do to you,” I tell her and then I thrust my spunk-covered finger inside those lush, swollen lips of hers. Maybe I’m moving too fast, but I can’t help myself. She’s so sweet and innocent, my little virginal high schooler that has every taboo desire in me rising up like a tsunami.
