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her.
Each time Sable shifted her hips, his head rubbed against her g-spot and pushed her closer to the edge. She ground her hips against his so that her clitoris pressed against him. She stroked herself against his hips furiously.
“Yes, Dylan! Yes,” she cried out as her ecstasy drew closer and closer.
He put a hand on the small of her back and one behind her neck. He pulled her body to his, and she could feel his muscles pressing against her breasts. She buried her face in his shoulder as she whined and moaned with each thrust.
“Oh, I’m so close,” he breathed in her ear. She could feel him hardening inside of her. His flesh felt like it was straining to contain his eruption.
“Give it to me, baby,” she whispered in his ear with her shaky voice.
Suddenly, their bodies became one in the ecstasy that erupted between them. Her muscles clenched around the base of his shaft as her body trembled with the release of her intense pleasure. She felt his warmth filling her at the same time, and she rocked herself against him to draw out every last drop of his hot pleasure.
He moaned in her ear while she worked to help him empty himself into her, and the sound of his satisfaction sent her back over the edge, knowing that she was the one who had taken him there.
Their bodies relaxed together. Dylan lay back on the bed, and Sable lay on top of him, holding him inside her as they came down from their shared ecstasy. She ran a finger down his chest and around his nipple while he held her in his strong arms. She loved that he was so strong but was also so gentle with her. She felt safe next to him.
She knew she needed to get him back to the training facility. It was late, and his absence had probably already been noted. Then, something else dawned on her, but she didn’t want to say anything about it. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d taken her birth control. Since she hadn’t been active in a while, she’d allowed it to run out without refilling it.
She tried not to tense up or let Dylan know anything was wrong, but she wondered how the hell she could have forgotten something like her birth control. She’d had a couple of close calls with her last boyfriend, and nothing had ever come from it. Surely, this situation would be no different, she figured.
She rested her head on Dylan’s chest and listened as his heart slowed and his breathing evened out. The rhythm of his body threatened to put her to sleep, but she didn’t mind. She was comfortable where she was.
“I probably need to get back,” Dylan’s voice said above her in the darkness of her room, bringing her fantasy evening to an end.
CHAPTER SEVEN
“I understand you and my daughter went out last night,” Coach Armstrong said to Dylan in his office the next morning.
Coach had sent the usual clipboard-wielding staff member to pull Dylan from the room he shared with Ty, who had obviously been assigned to Dylan to help keep him straight. That plan didn’t seem to be working, Dylan realized. It was the end of the first week of training, and he was already sitting down to have a heart-to-heart with his new coach.
“Let me refresh your memory a little here. When I offered you the opportunity to come on board with us, I told you I was concerned with the reputation you earned back in college. Do you remember that?” Coach Armstrong sat with his hands fingers intertwined on his desk.
“Yes, sir, I remember that,” Dylan admitted. Dylan knew this conversation well. He was going to be told that if he ever did anything like that again, punishment would be swift and severe. It was the same thing every year. Usually, by the end of the season, his coach would forget all about his transgressions in favor of his performance on the field.
“Do you remember what I told you then about what was expected of you here?” Coach asked.
“Yes, sir. You said that you expected me
Each time Sable shifted her hips, his head rubbed against her g-spot and pushed her closer to the edge. She ground her hips against his so that her clitoris pressed against him. She stroked herself against his hips furiously.
“Yes, Dylan! Yes,” she cried out as her ecstasy drew closer and closer.
He put a hand on the small of her back and one behind her neck. He pulled her body to his, and she could feel his muscles pressing against her breasts. She buried her face in his shoulder as she whined and moaned with each thrust.
“Oh, I’m so close,” he breathed in her ear. She could feel him hardening inside of her. His flesh felt like it was straining to contain his eruption.
“Give it to me, baby,” she whispered in his ear with her shaky voice.
Suddenly, their bodies became one in the ecstasy that erupted between them. Her muscles clenched around the base of his shaft as her body trembled with the release of her intense pleasure. She felt his warmth filling her at the same time, and she rocked herself against him to draw out every last drop of his hot pleasure.
He moaned in her ear while she worked to help him empty himself into her, and the sound of his satisfaction sent her back over the edge, knowing that she was the one who had taken him there.
Their bodies relaxed together. Dylan lay back on the bed, and Sable lay on top of him, holding him inside her as they came down from their shared ecstasy. She ran a finger down his chest and around his nipple while he held her in his strong arms. She loved that he was so strong but was also so gentle with her. She felt safe next to him.
She knew she needed to get him back to the training facility. It was late, and his absence had probably already been noted. Then, something else dawned on her, but she didn’t want to say anything about it. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d taken her birth control. Since she hadn’t been active in a while, she’d allowed it to run out without refilling it.
She tried not to tense up or let Dylan know anything was wrong, but she wondered how the hell she could have forgotten something like her birth control. She’d had a couple of close calls with her last boyfriend, and nothing had ever come from it. Surely, this situation would be no different, she figured.
She rested her head on Dylan’s chest and listened as his heart slowed and his breathing evened out. The rhythm of his body threatened to put her to sleep, but she didn’t mind. She was comfortable where she was.
“I probably need to get back,” Dylan’s voice said above her in the darkness of her room, bringing her fantasy evening to an end.
CHAPTER SEVEN
“I understand you and my daughter went out last night,” Coach Armstrong said to Dylan in his office the next morning.
Coach had sent the usual clipboard-wielding staff member to pull Dylan from the room he shared with Ty, who had obviously been assigned to Dylan to help keep him straight. That plan didn’t seem to be working, Dylan realized. It was the end of the first week of training, and he was already sitting down to have a heart-to-heart with his new coach.
“Let me refresh your memory a little here. When I offered you the opportunity to come on board with us, I told you I was concerned with the reputation you earned back in college. Do you remember that?” Coach Armstrong sat with his hands fingers intertwined on his desk.
“Yes, sir, I remember that,” Dylan admitted. Dylan knew this conversation well. He was going to be told that if he ever did anything like that again, punishment would be swift and severe. It was the same thing every year. Usually, by the end of the season, his coach would forget all about his transgressions in favor of his performance on the field.
“Do you remember what I told you then about what was expected of you here?” Coach asked.
“Yes, sir. You said that you expected me
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