Page 36 of One Last Chance

“You’re mine, Chole. Only mine. Do you understand?” I growl, feeling intoxicated on her. My hand travels between us, where I circle her clit.

She moans when I put a little pressure there as I continue to thrust in and out, then circle my hips with each upward thrust.

“I’m coming… I’m coming,” she cries out, and I swallow her words, not wanting to miss a thing.

Knowing I’m also close, I thrust faster and faster, and when I feel her contracting around me with her orgasm, it’s my undoing. I come. I come so hard I can barely keep her upright, let alone myself. She leans down and bites on my shoulder, and it’s what I need to cry out my own orgasm.

Our breathing comes heavily, and when I finally release her legs, I let them drop to the floor. I hang onto her, not ready for her to leave my arms just yet, and I hold her into me.

We stand there for a while before she pulls back, smiling. “That was…”

“Amazing,” she says, finishing my sentence while smiling wide.

“That it was,” I agree, then give her a peck on the lips. I stand back and grab the shower gel.

“We better hurry, we’re going to be late.”

Chloe playfully slaps my shoulder, saying, “I can’t believe you.”

CHLOE

Present

Oh, God, what am I doing? What was I thinking driving to the photo shoot with Domenic? After our amazing shower, followed by breakfast, Domenic helped me take all my photography equipment down to the foyer of the lodge. He contacted a cab for us, and we made our way to the stadium where the photographs have been requested to take place.

“Have dinner with me tonight?” Domenic asks as he shuts the door to the cab and faces me. Noticing the way his hands run nervously through his hair, I smile, trying to ease his nerves.

“Here you go, miss,” the driver says as he hands me my camera bag and tripod.

I accept it with a thank you, and Domenic takes the tripod out of my hand.

Domenic turns to the driver and hands him a few bills and then looks back at me. “What do you say? Dinner just you and me?”

“I… I promised the girls I’d go out with them tonight.”

“Before that, then? I’m sure the girls will understand.”

I chew the inside of my cheek, trying to hold back a smile. “Sure, it’s a date.”

Domenic leans in and kisses me softly on my lips, then pulls back, saying, “Can’t wait.”

Whistles sound around us as Domenic and I walk together toward the stadium. Feeling my cheeks heat, I look around, and other players from the Vixen Rapids are walking beside us. Domenic laughs and shakes hands with a couple of the players, then introduces me to them, and their eyes check me over.

Trying to get myself together, I straighten and place my camera bag over my head. “I’ll see you guys in there. Tom must be waiting for me.”

“Sure, babe, I gotta get dressed anyway.”

Babe?I don’t think too much about it. I simply nod, then turn around and head inside the stadium to the coach’s office.

“There she is. How are you, Chloe?” Coach asks as I make my way through the corridor leading to his office. I accept his hand as he reaches out to me and reply with, “Fine, thank you.”

He’s dressed in his usual attire, the team’s jersey with his jeans and matching cap. But this uniform seems brand new. I guess he’s looking immaculate for the photo shoot today.

“Hey there, Chloe.”

Turning around, Tom is entering the office.

“Hi Tom, are we all set?”

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