Page 87 of Coach Me
Dex trails his lips up my stomach, peppering a few kisses over my breasts before meeting my eyes as he hovers over me.
I understand why missionary can be so great now. I’ve definitely gotten off to the thought of him, but with him peering down like he wants everything from me? Yeah, I’m done for.
He leans down with a kiss that has me tasting myself. It’s slow and purposeful. It might not seem like a desperate kiss, but it’s carried out like a promise.
“I’m so fucking desperate to be inside you.”
He lines up at my center but doesn’t push in. I can practically feel the thought process in his mind.
If we really think about it, and that’s exactly what Dex is doing right now—thinking—the start of all of this truthfully came from a defective condom.
“Dex, I’m patient. Nothing will make me change my mind about us tonight.” Cupping his face, I give him a soft smile. “I’m also on birth control.”
Dex’s laugh fills the air between us. God, I love that sound.
“How’d you know exactly what I was thinking, Luce?”
“Well, I mean, you were my favorite baseball player.” I laugh next. It should probably feel weird to have these giggles in our current situation, but it doesn’t. It just feels natural with him.
Dex leans back in to kiss me until my laugh dies, and I place my hand gently on his shoulder to push him back an inch.
“Like you said, I can see it in your eyes. You’ve slowly let me in, Dex, I couldn’t help but pay attention.”
Dex cradles my face in his hands. “Baby, you demanded my attention from the start.”
When he leans in for another kiss, he slowly slides in. My breath hitches and my fingers dig into his back.
Okay, so it also feels bigger than it looks. I take a deep breath and adjust my hips.
“That’s it, baby, breathe for me. Let me know when you’re ready for more.”
I hold his eyes as I take another slow breath. “I can take it.”
“Yeah, you can, Luce.” Dex lets out a low growl and pushes the rest of the way in. “Fuck, you feel so good.”
Dex rests at the hilt, not moving yet. As much as I want him to, I also want to live in this feeling with him. It may be too soon to say with certainty where Dex sees this—us—going, but I knew the moment he kissed me on the balcony that I would be the one not able to stop.
Dex cups my face and brings me in for another sensual kiss. His hips match the pacing as he rocks in me with slow yet powerful strokes.
“God, Luce,” Dex breathes out. “Tell me how to get you there, I want to come with you.”
“Just give me you, Dex. No more holding back.”
Dex buries his head in the crook of my neck and lets out a deep groan. “Fuck.”
In an instant, he flips us over. He holds me tight to his chest as his thrusts turn from slow and meticulous to thrusts so intense my eyes roll back.
I’m on top, but I’m completely at Dex’s mercy. The chants of his name come with many moans and pleas as my orgasm grows.
The buildup almost feels like too much. I swore the firstone was powerful, but I’m not sure if I even have words for how this one feels.
Dex whispers in my ear, “That’s it, Luce, come with me.”
With a few more strokes, I have to bite down on Dex’s shoulder.
“Fuck,” Dex huffs and smacks my backside.
Dex holds my body tight against his, grounding me as my orgasm takes off in full force. His thrusts suddenly turn manic, which somehow only spurs my climax on, and with my name on his lips, Dex comes inside me.
