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“Mmmm, I could get used to this,” she rasps. Her morning voice is so damn cute.
“Give me your lips. I’ve been staring at them all morning, and I can’t wait any longer,” I reply in a rushed whisper, cradling her cheeks between my palms.
“But my morning breath…”
“I don’t give a shit,” I interrupt, nibbling at her lips before she opens up, giving me access to her hot mouth. We groan as our tongues tangle, slipping and sliding against each other in the most intimate dance. I could kiss her all day and never get tired of it.
After a few minutes, she pulls back with a puzzled look on her face. “Am I dreaming or does something smell amazing?” she asks.
“I don’t know,” I say, my lips turning up in a smile as I nod towards the bedside table. Her eyes follow my glance, widening in surprise when she sees the flowers and donuts.
“Knox…” she softly whispers my name, staring up at me like I hung the moon.
“Happy Birthday, baby,” I say, dipping down to place another kiss on her swollen lips.
Why am I calling her ‘baby’ like she’s my girlfriend? I’m a horrible fucking person, calling her pet names and giving her false hope. It just seems to come naturally - everything feels that way with her. It’s just easy, except that it’s not. I’m her coach and she’s a teenager. Pushing away my doubt, I decide to let it go for now, because this morning is about her.
“I hope you like roses,” I add, tucking a loose strand of golden hair behind her ear. “The flower shop had so many options. I’m sure I looked like an idiot pacing back and forth trying to decide what you would like,” I laugh.
“I love them. They’re beautiful,” she smiles, placing intimate kisses down my neck between each word. My dick twitches in my sweatpants when she spends extra time on my Adam’s apple, sucking and licking her way up to my jaw.
“And the donuts.” I clear my throat, trying to keep my shit together as she continues to lather me in kisses. “The only options they had were glazed and pink icing with sprinkles, so I got both. I hope that’s okay.”
“Pink donuts with sprinkles are my favorite,” she responds with a smile, bringing out her dimple. Holding my face in her hands, she softly brushes her thumbs across my cheeks and presses her forehead to mine, our noses nuzzling together as we breathe in each other's air.
“Knox, this is the nicest thing anyone has ever done for me. I know that sounds pathetic, but I’m used to my parents just putting extra money in my bank account and calling it a day. Thank you, thank you so much,” she says quietly, her eyes glossing over with emotion.
“You deserve the world, Phoebe.” I kiss away a lone tear that slipped down her cheek. Those words feel like a lie coming out of my mouth, because I can’t be the one to give her that. I can’t be the one to show her how special she is every day. Since we can’t have that, I plan to cherish this moment with her while I can.
“Do you want one?” I ask, nodding my head towards the donuts. “I don’t normally eat in bed, but for you, I’ll make an exception,” I say with a wink, trying to lighten the mood.
“I actually have an appetite for something else right now,” she taunts, rolling her hips against my already hard length.
“Such a dirty girl,” I groan, grabbing her hips and grinding my dick against her core, showing her how bad I need her.
“Knox,” she moans. “I want you inside me, I need to feel you. Please.”
“Mmmm, I think I would like that too much. Actually, I know I would. This morning is all about you. I have something else in mind, something I think you’ll like very much,” I smirk, licking a trail from her neck to her earlobe, sucking it into my mouth.
I grab the hem of the t-shirt she’s wearing, lifting it over her head gently to expose her full breasts to my gaze. A groan escapes me as I dip my head to suck one of her already-hard nipples into my mouth.
She moans at the touch, arching her back so her chest moves against mine. “What did you have in mind?” she asks breathlessly. Pulling off her nipple with a pop, I stare up at her with heated eyes.
“I want to taste you. I want to feel your legs tighten around my head as I make you come on my tongue,” I groan as I roll her nipples between my fingers.
“Ummm,” she coughs. “I… um.” Suddenly, she looks nervous, like I said the wrong thing.
“We can do something else. I mean, if you’re not into that.” The words rush from my mouth like a waterfall. I’ve been dying to taste her - I hope my disappointment doesn't show through my expression.
“No, no. It’s not that… It’s just… No one has ever done that to me before, eaten me out,” she responds with flushed cheeks.
“Wait… are you a virgin?” I ask, moving up to look her in the eyes.
Oh my God. Have I been messing around with a virgin? Am I the first man to make her come? Her thirty-one-year-old coach.I’m going to rot in hell.
“No, Knox,” she responds, rolling her eyes. “I’ve had very vanilla sex with no foreplay. I mean, he fingered me once or twice but that was it. We were never comfortable enough to go down on each other,” she winces, her expression shy.
My eyes flicker with jealousy at the thought of another man’s hands on her, inside of her.
