Page 47 of Treading Water


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“Baby, you’re making a mess of my desk,” he whispers, pulling out till only his crown remains inside me and staring at the glistening of my arousal smeared all over him.

“Oh fuck,” I cry out when he thrusts forward, bumping against the end of me and I drop my head back. My legs tremble as his thumb reaches between us and rubs my clit, his other hand wrapping around my thigh and holding me in place as he picks up his pace.

“You gotta come, baby. I can’t last much longer. I need to fill this pussy up, but you gotta come first,” Fallon moans.

“Please, please,”I beg. The thought of feeling the warmth of his cum again sets me off.

“Fuck,” he hisses, “strangling my cock.”

Fallon pulls me closer, leaning over my chest and grunting into my neck as he floods my pussy. I clench around him, milking every drop of cum from him. His cock throbs, slowly softening before he slides his hands under my back and lifts me up with him. He kisses down my neck, moving to suck on my breasts and pulling a nipple into his mouth. After a moment, he moves to the other one before leaning back to admire his work and then fixes my shirt over them.

My legs drop as he steps back, tucking his half-erect dick into his sweats and staring at my leaking pussy. His fingers push our dripping mess back inside me and then he puts my panties back into place.

“I want you to wear my cum for the rest of the day,” he says throatily.

I stare up at him, my eyes watering as he cleans off his hands with a hoodie lying nearby. He turns back to me, his eyebrows furrowing when he sees my unshed tears.

“What’s wrong?”

Clutching onto his shirt, I pull him back between my legs. His hand slides into my hair, tilting my head back to look up at him.

“I might be pathetic for saying this, but I don’t want you to push me away again.”

He sighs, resting his forehead against mine. “You’re no more pathetic than me. I stalk you across campus half the time to get a glimpse of you.”

“You do?”

“Yeah,” he chuckles and then pulls away. “I quit the college.”

My heart sinks into my stomach. “What?”

He clutches me closer. “It’s a good thing, baby. And it makes the last few months worth it because they’ve been watching me as much as they have you. I got offered a spot as an assistant coach for the men’s national team.”

My mouth drops open. “We’re both joining the national teams?”

“Yes, and it’s perfect. Because I’ll be close enough without suspicion. It would make sense for an old coach to see how his star pupil is doing,” he explains enthusiastically.

I swallow down the tinge of disappointment. “But you would still want to hide our relationship?”

A soft growl rumbles from his throat. “You think Iwantto hide you? So punk bitches like Alex can keep asking out my woman?”

Shivers skitter across my spine at his claim and I smile. Fallon’s fingers tangle in my hair tighter.

“One more year. We get you to the Olympics and then the whole world will know you’re mine, okay? You haven’t experienced the downfall of the media, baby. Trust me on this. I’m trying to protect you.”

He kisses me hard and I kiss him back. We’re panting by the time we pull away. His green eyes sparkle.

“I really have missed you every day.”

I smile, rubbing my nose against his. “I’ve probably missed you more.”

“I believe that. You’ve always been my little stalker,” he says with a laugh as I go to push him away.

Fallon catches my wrists, kissing my knuckles. “Can I take you home, baby?”

“Please.”

Epilogue

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