Stretched

“Yes. Yes, Coach Big,” she whimpers, using me to get off, fucking herself against my leg.

I just watch her because Lily is so damn beautiful and fucking wild in her need to come. My heart pounds against my chest, a fine layer of perspiration breaking out as I watch my woman take what she needs, what I give her, to find completion. My hand tightens to a bruising force on her hip, letting her have control to move, but unable to let her go. I know she’ll be black and blue there tomorrow and I love it. It will just be further proof that she is mine now. I watch her ride my leg, every muscle in her body quaking. She’s so close to coming now that I can feel it vibrating in the air.

I use my hold to rotate her hips, deeper, harder—showing her what she’s too inexperienced to know.

“My baby is so hungry for cock. One day soon, Lily, I’ll have fucked you so much that your legs will open for me the minute I walk into the fucking room, because your body won’t be able to resist.”

“Yes, I want that. I want that, Coach Big,” she cries as her body stiffens, her orgasm beginning to rip through her.

I give her breast one last ruthless squeeze, then I wrap my hand in her hair and pull her mouth to mine, kissing her with a hunger that’s raw, harsh and fueled with need. I swallow down her cries as her orgasm rakes through her body, shattering her.

Even after it’s over and I’m holding her trembling body, kissing her, soothing her, she’s still lightly moving back and forth on my leg, the aftershocks of pleasure making her body languid.

“You’re so damn beautiful,” I murmur. When her legs are finally strong enough to hold her up on her own, I let her go.

“I wish I didn’t have to leave you,” she says, the longing so woven into her voice it makes me feel like a king.

“One day soon, Lily. One day soon you will belong to me in every way imaginable.”

“And you?” she asks shyly. “Will you belong to me, Coach Big … Markus?”

“I already do, baby. I already fucking do,” I tell her, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear and giving her the truth that I’ve known for a while, even if I tried like hell to deny it. I like that she uses my name, almost as much as I like that she calls me Coach when I’m fucking her.

My girl is perfect for me.

“I better go,” she says, her gaze darting to the door when we hear a large burst of laughter coming from the connecting room. I don’t know who’s here, but I don’t even care. In fact, I kind of want someone to find us, to know she’s mine.

“First, I need something from you, Lily.”

“Anything,” she says at once, giving me her full attention.

God, she’s just so fucking sweet.

“Take off your panties.”

“I…What?”

“Take those panties off and give them to me. I want them.”

Her eyes go round, but she holds my gaze as she steps out of her shorts and slowly pulls the panties down her legs. It takes her a few minutes, but she does as I ask, and then pulls her shorts back in place. She shyly hands them over to me.

I take them and lift them to my nose, inhaling, the juices from her sweet pussy so thick on them that I could get drunk. I force myself to put them in my pocket. I’ll be jacking off with these later. Hell, as hard as I am, I’ll probably use them several times.

“Wear a dress in the morning, Lily,” I instruct her, already planning deliciously naughty things to do to my girl.

“A dress?” she asks. The tone of her voice tells me that she knows what I want and wants the same in ways that words can’t.

“Exactly.”

Her tongue moves out over her lips. She nervously worries them while looking at me, a fine tremor moving through her. Finally, she breaks eye contact with me and turns to the door. I let her open it, but before she leaves I call out.

“And Lily?”

“Yeah?” she responds, glancing over her shoulder to me.

“Don’t you dare make yourself come tonight. That’s my job from now on.”

Her pupils dilate, growing huge at my demand. For a minute, I wonder if she’ll argue, but she just nods. Then, with one last glance, she walks away.

I watch her go, my gaze glued to her ass as she leaves me, those twin mounds bouncing slightly with each step.

Fuck, I may need to jack off before I can even begin the drive home.

Chapter Eight

Lily

All I can think about is Coach Big as I round the corner and start to run faster. I need this like I need to relieve the sexual arousal in my body. But I’m going to obey him, not touch myself, and hope that he’ll give me that release I so desperately need.