Page 63 of Coach's Temptation

I savor every second, every taste of her lips.

The blanket slips off us completely, but neither of us cares. The cold night air hits my skin, but the heat between us is all-consuming.

I shift, pressing her down onto the blanket beneath us. Her eyes widen slightly as I hover above her, my breath mingling with hers as I position between her legs.

"Natalie..."

"Yes?" Her voice is barely a whisper.

"I need you," I admit, my voice rough with emotion and raw need.

She nods, wrapping her legs around my waist and pulling me closer. "Then take me."

The stars above us seem to shine even brighter as we lose ourselves in each other. Finally.Finally.Every touch, every kiss feels like a promise—one that I intend to keep.

For the first time in years, I allow myself to believe that maybe I deserve this kind of happiness too.

"Fuck. These goddamn yoga pants."

She smirks against my lips, breathless. "I thought you liked them?"

"I like them better off."

My rough hands yank them down. She gasps and giggles at the same time, and I swallow the sound with another kiss.

This is what I need. This is what we both need.

My hands slide up her bare thighs, fingers skimming over her soaked heat. Her breath hitches as I touch her, and she reaches for my cock, pulling it free from my jeans.

"Fuck, Natalie," I bite through clenched teeth.

Her hand strokes, long and slow, the movement over my dick making me groan, my head tipping back towards the stars.

She shifts her panties aside, and the wind blows across the rooftop, making everything feel even more intense. She drags my cock along her pussy, hitting her wet slit, rubbing the tip of my cock and teasing us both.

I look down, my gaze drawn to the sight of her cunt glistening under the dark night sky. Her clit pulses, a small, needy nub, and her moisture pools over my thick knob, making my body ignite with primal heat.

"You're so wet, baby."

"Only for you," she whispers back, her breath hot against my ear. She shifts slightly, aligning us perfectly.

The world narrows to just the two of us on this rooftop. Our eyes connect.

We're crossing that line.

It's just me and her now.

"Please… Hunter… please," she whimpers, breathless.

That's all I need to hear. I pin her beneath me on the blanket. My weight presses her into the rooftop as I look down at her flushed face.

She gasps as I rub the head of my cock against her entrance, so close but not enough. The anticipation is killing both of us.

"I want it. I want you," she pants.

And with that, I push inside.

The moment I slide that first inch inside her, we both groan.

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