Page 57 of Coach Sully

His daring and mischievous smirk is sexy as hell. He covers my mouth with his and kisses me with everything he has. It releases all the tension we’ve been holding in for months. All the stolen glances and intense eye contact. I’ve been reliving all of our old kisses for months, and finally, I can stop living in the past. He’s mine again. And I’m his.

“Do you still want to watch this movie?” he asks.

“I’m not married to it.”

I slide off him and kneel on the floor. “Good,” he says, unbuttoning my jeans and shoving them down. Next, he grabs my shirt and lifts it over my head. His eyes drop to my lower stomach. Does he notice the change? I assumed it blended in with my curves. I shield a hand in front of me, and he sweeps it away just as fast.

“Damn…” he mutters, his eyes locked onto me.He sees it.“Can I…”

“It’s fine,” I say with a laugh. “Pregnant women have sex all the time. It won’t affect the baby.”

He shakes his head, staring at my stomach.

“Did you want to feel…”

His palm hovers over me, and his pleading gaze meets mine.

Oh.Oh. “Go ahead.” I nod with a smile. Maybe it’s my hormones being out of control, but him wanting to touch my barely swollen stomach, that he made, nearly brings me to tears. I watch his face carefully as he presses his fingers to my belly. He swallows, moving his hand over the firm swell.

“Wow.”

I’m struggling to understand his awed expression. “Is it weird?”

“No,” he blurts, emphatically shaking his head. “Not at all… I love it, Kendra.”

I raise my eyebrows. “Really?”

He lifts his eyes to mine. “Is it weird that it turns me on?”

“Stop it.” I laugh and nudge his shoulder.

“I’m serious,” he says, bringing a second hand to my belly. “You’ve always been sexy. But, like this? Fuck… I like you pregnant… A lot.”

It’s gotta be some caveman thing.

“This baby is mine.”

Definitelya caveman thing.

He hooks his thumbs in my underwear and drags them down my thighs, peeling them from my slick pussy. “Andyouare mine.”

His words take my breath right out of my lungs, and they rush to my head, making me dizzy. It must show on my face because the corner of his mouth tips up in a cocky smile. “You like when I call you mine?”

All I can do is bite my lip and nod. A lump forms in my throat as he tugs my underwear and pants the rest of the way off. Hesits on the floor with his back to the chair. Then he pulls me until I’m on my knees hovering over his lap.

His thick fingers glide between my folds, grazing my clit. “You’ll always be mine, baby girl.” He yanks me forward and licks up my neck. “Say it back to me.” My legs tremble as he rubs back and forth. I clutch his shoulders, never wanting to let go.

“I’ll always be yours,” I say with a shaky voice.

“That’s right.” He pushes two digits inside me and groans as he stretches them. It feels so good, it’s been too long since he’s touched me like this. I revel in the control he takes. He moves his palm under my thigh, holding it up and to the side, giving him more room. The obscene noises in the room grow louder as he works his fingers into me faster and faster. “So wet…”

“Oh my god.” I drop my forehead to his shoulder and moan. My hips rock forward, needing more.

“Look at me, Kendra.”

I raise my gaze, my brows knitted together. He looks at me with reverence.

“Good girl. Come for me, yeah?” His eyes are devious.

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