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ADRIANNA
Coach’s musky scent invades my senses as he boxes me against the wall, placing his hands either side of me so that I can’t get away. “Call me Archer,” he finally says.
I glare at him. “No, thanks.” I push his hand away and step to one side to walk around him, but he moves into my path. “Get out of my way, Coach.”
Instead, he grabs my wrist and drags me out of the corridor into an empty classroom.
“What are you doing?” I ask, trying to get away from him.
“Adrianna, this hard to get act is getting tiresome,” he says, making me angry.
“Are you fucking serious?” I place my hands on my hips. “It’s not a hard to get act. It’s simply the fact that I don’t want you and never will.”
“Liar,” he growls, stalking toward me. Suddenly, his palm is wrapped around my throat. “You want me as much as I want you.”
Panic hits me as I struggle to draw in enough oxygen, glaring at the man who has been pursuing me the entire first term. I reach my fingers up to his and pry them away. “Get the fuck away from me.”
“Never,” he growls, pushing me against the wall with his hands on my hips.
“Do you not know the meaning of consent?”
He bares his teeth like an animal and then sinks them into my shoulder enough to sting. “I don’t give a shit about it, to be honest,” he murmurs, dragging his lips across my shoulder and up my neck. “Because I know your panties are drenched whenever I touch you, baby girl.”
Again, I wish I hadn’t drunk a single alcoholic drink tonight, as I feel that heat spread from my core through my veins. “That’s not true.”
He smirks a cruel, vindictive smile that sets my nerves on edge. “I think I’ll just verify that for myself.” His hand moves under the hem of my dress and I stiffen, shocked that he would go this far.
“Don’t you dare,” I say, remaining still as his fingers get closer to my panties.
Coach doesn’t stop as his hands inch ever closer and then dip beneath the fabric.
I draw in a sharp breath as his fingers thrusts into my soaking wet core.
“Just as I thought. You’re soaking wet and desperate for my cock to fill you up.” He pushes his finger deeper, and I can hardly think past the desire coursing through my veins. No man has ever touched me like this, and I hate how good it feels.
“Get off of me,” I say, but it’s halfhearted at best.
Instead, he pushes his fingers deeper inside of me before thrusting them in and out of me. “You don’t really want me to stop.”
I clench my fists by my side. “If I tell you to stop, then that’s what I want.” Rage overwhelms desire as I bring my fist up and slam it into his chest, forcing him backward. His fingers also forced out of me.
“There’s no need for violence.” He appears undeterred as he steps closer again. “Do as you are told or I’ll have to give you a month’s detention.”
“Fuck you,” I say.
“Two months, then.”
I narrow my eyes. “Detention for what? Not fucking you?”
“Yes,” he says, grabbing my hips again, pulling me against his hard, muscular body.
I have to crane my neck to look up at him.
“I want you,” he says, eyes alight with a fire that threatens to burn me. “And I always get what I want.”
“Well, I’m as stubborn as a mule, so good luck.” I hold his gaze, even though I know he expects me to cower. “I don’t want you and I never do anything I don’t want to do.”
Instead of backing away, he brings his lips a mere inch from mine. My breath hitches in my throat and the memories of that kiss at the bar in town floods me with heat. My lips part despite myself, and I shudder in anticipation. “I don’t believe you,” he murmurs, delight flashing in his eyes. “I think you want this as badly as I do.”
