Page 38 of Ruled Out


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“I’ve had my turn,” I say in a husky voice, bringing her finger to her mouth so she can taste me in return. She whimpers as she sucks her finger into her mouth, tasting my release for the first time. “Watching you come undone on my tongue was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. I almost came without touching myself.”

Realization hits her eyes as she drags her finger from her mouth with a pop. “How about we eat breakfast and do it again? But this time, I want to have my mouth on you.”

Jesus Christ. She’s going to be the death of me.

“Trust me, there’s nothing more I want than to lay in bed naked with you all day, but I have a staff meeting in thirty minutes. We should have left like five minutes ago,” I reply with a soft wince.

“A meeting? On a Sunday?”

“Yeah, they’re only once a month and today was the only day that worked for each of the coaches. I really have to get going. I’ll drop you off at your apartment on my way,” I answer, kissing her forehead as I slide off the bed.

Knowing we don’t have time to shower, I grab a wet towel from the bathroom to clean us with. Cleaning my cum off of Phoebe while she lays naked in my bed is so fucking satisfying, I almost say fuck it and skip the meeting.Almost. After we’re both clean, I retreat to the bathroom to brush my teeth and run some water through my messy hair. When I walk back into my room, Phoebe’s wearing her black dress from last night and staring at her roses with a somber look on her face.

“Everything okay?” I ask, pulling on my joggers and throwing my sweatshirt over my head.

“Yeah, it’s just… I won’t be able to take the roses with me. What am I going to tell Maisie when I walk into our apartment with a beautiful vase filled with fresh flowers?” She winces, almost seeming sad she can’t take them home.

Shit, I didn’t even think about that.

This morning with her felt so domestic, like we’ve been doing this for years. I feel so comfortable around her; I often forget that I’m her coach and that I could lose my career over having a sexual relationship with one of my athletes. We’ve already crossed so many lines. It’s why I refuse to have sex with her because once I do, I’ll be claiming her as mine. There will be no going back after that, and at this pace, that’s exactly where we’re headed. It’s getting harder and harder to not go all the way every time we’re alone, especially when she’s begging me to fuck her.I have to stop this.

“You’re right… you can just leave them here,” I reply with an awkward smile. “What’s your plan when Maisie asks where you’ve been?”

“I’ll just tell her I stayed with Colin. She left the club before me, so she won’t know any different,” she replies with a shrug.

I sigh, my nerves starting to fray. “Phoebe, CCU’s a small world. What if she already knows you weren't with him?”

“She doesn't. Maisie and Colin don’t run in the same circles. The only time they see each other is because of me. How could she argue with me about where I was anyways? We were all drunk off our asses last night.”

“Oh, I know. I don’t need a reminder,” I snark, shaking my head. “Colin looked like he was ready to lift your dress up and fuck you in the middle of the dance floor. You’re not even twenty-one, for Christ’s sake. What were you thinking, Phoebe?”

“Wait, are you scolding me because I was drunk or because Colin had his hands all over me?” Her eyes widen and I can tell she’s putting two-and-two together.

“Both,” I admit, looking down at my phone that just vibrated in my hand. Tapping on the notification, I open a text from my assistant coach asking me if I can get to the meeting a little early. He wants to talk through our agenda items before the meeting gets started.

“Shit. We gotta go, Phoebe. You ready?” I ask, grabbing the box of donuts off the bedside table. We can eat them in the car on the drive to her apartment.

“Wait, Knox…” she hesitates. “What was this?”

“What do you mean?” I reply.

“This.” She gestures her hands between us. “Everything that just happened. Do we just go back to you being my coach again? We haven’t really had a chance to discuss anything.”

“I know, I’m sorry. I hate that I’m in a rush this morning,” I reply, running my hands through my hair as I take a deep breath. “Honestly Phoebe, I don’t know what we are. I just know it’s complicated. We obviously don’t have the time to figure it out right now, but we can talk about it later,” I lie.

There’s nothing to talk about. There can be no us. We can’t keep sneaking around and lying to people. Sooner or later, someone is going to catch us. I need to end this before that happens, before we both get hurt. Getting caught together would be serious, life changing for both of us, and not in a good way. Deep down, I think we both know this can’t go on. I just don’t have the heart to tell her on her birthday.

“You promise? We’ll talk later? I feel like you’re always so hot and cold with me, Knox. You can’t keep pulling me in just to push me away. It’s starting to take its toll. I’m starting to have feelings for you that won’t just go away because you snapped your fingers. I just need to know you’re not going to shut me out tomorrow,” she replies, her brows etched together in worry.

“We’ll talk,” I whisper, setting the donut box on the bed and cupping her beautiful face in my hands. “I promise, Bee.” I lean down and kiss her like it’s the last time I’ll ever taste her lips. That’s because I’m planning for it to be.

I’m a terrible person. She deserves so much better.

SIXTEEN

PHOEBE

Best. Birthday. Ever.I feel like I’m on top of the world. I don’t know what I was thinking when I dialed Knox’s number last night, but I’m so thankful I did. My lips are still tingling from his rough kisses, my body humming on a natural high. What happened between Knox and I felt so sacred, like so much more than just “fooling around.” He took his time with me, praising every inch of my body.

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