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Her hands run over my face and body, checking me for injury as she scrambles to get off me. Her clumsy movement doesn’t help anything. A stabbing pain shoots through my side as her knee somehow connects with my kidney.
I stifle the groan and grab her hips to stop her squirming. “Easy now.”
She freezes under my fingers with her knees planted on both sides of me, her face flush and pupils blown.
“That’s it,” I praise.
Now that she’s calmed, I should let her go, but I can’t do it. She feels too right here in my hands—like she was made for me to hold her. Her curves mold perfectly in my palms.
Without thinking, I tighten my grip and stroke my thumbs over her waist. Her breath catches, and she starts to abuse her lip with her teeth again. Fucking hell, the woman is trying to torture me.
“Stop that.” The words come through clenched teeth.
“Yes, Coach,” she says in a sultry whisper as she rubs her ass over the front of my pants.
She gasps when she comes in contact with my rigid erection. This time, the burst of pain wasn’t enough to push away my arousal. Her tongue darts out to wet her lips, enticing me even further from the boundaries I tried to keep.
“Fuck. I’m sorry, Kori.”
I try to lift her off me, but she squeezes her legs, locking herself in place. That spark of hunger returns to her eyes as her gaze roams over my face. Time freezes as she brushes her lips against mine in the most tentative, barely there kiss imaginable.
For a moment, I’m stunned as my brain and body try to reconcile what’s happening, and then I’m all in. Before she loses her nerve and pulls away, I move one of my hands from her hip and bring it to her face. The raging beast of need and desire demands that I ravage her—that I claim her and make her mine—but Kori deserves better than that, so I return her kiss with a tenderness I didn’t know I was capable of. My lips match her shy energy, gently caressing and sucking with no move to deepen it. It’s the softest kiss I’ve ever experienced, but it sets my body alight with need in a way the filthiest kiss never has.
She grinds down on me as her tongue slips out, tentatively probing for entrance. That turns my brain back on. Before we take this any further, I pull away, but my hand doesn’t leave her face.
“I shouldn’t have done that.” My eyes fall shut as my thumb strokes her cheek. “I’m—”
“If you apologize one more time, I’m going to…well, I don’t actually know what I’ll do, but you won’t like it. So save us both the trouble of finding out by keeping your mouth shut,” she snaps, jerking her face out of my grasp and clambering off my lap.
“I’m serious. That shouldn’t have happened.”
“You know what, you’re right. Lesson learned. I won’t be making that mistake again.”
“Kor, hold on—”
“For what? You made it pretty clear I misread that situation, which is fine. I get it. It happens. But please let me flee with at least some of my dignity intact.” Her voice cracks on those last few words, sending a crushing shockwave of guilt through me.
All I can do is nod and watch as she rushes out the door, knowing full well that I royally fucked up.
Chapter 16
Gage
Scalding water rains down around me, hot enough that my skin aches from the burn. It’s only another layer to the pains that plague my body. After Kori fled from the gym, I punished myself on the treadmill, pushing myself until I couldn’t physically keep going. I don’t deserve a comfortable shower. This is my penance for fucking everything up—for hurting her.
Flashes of this afternoon play on repeat in my head. I try to focus on the broken look that invaded her bright features so I can remind myself exactly what I did wrong, butothermemories keep slipping in as well: the taste of her lips, her curves under my fingers, the way she felt grinding against my cock, the sultry whisper of “yes, Coach” as she follows my commands without question.
What kind of goddamned monster am I that I’m thinking of her like that when I shouldn’t have the right to think about her at all. But God, she looked edible, covered in sunshine that hugged her every curve. No one looks anywhere near as good in that bright hue as Kori does. Just the thought of her spandex-covered ass has my dick twitching to life again.
If I were any worse of a man, I would have let her go further today. I would have ripped that yellow from her skin and found out if she actually tastes as sweet as I’ve imagined.
With a groan, I drop my head to the plastic shower wall and grip my cock in my hand. I’m going to burn in hell for this, but I’m unable to stop the fantasy from playing out in my head while I work myself to an orgasm.
The pleasure builds inside me as I imagine stripping the sunlight off Kori and tasting every inch of her, licking and sucking on her pert tits before finally moving my attention to her pussy. She’s wet for me, practically dripping as she begs, and I drop to my knees in front of her.
“Yes, Gage,” she moans in that same breathy tone while I bury my tongue inside her.
She tastes like heaven, the perfect mix of sweet and tangy. My cock twitches in my hand, and I come with a grunt as my fantasy Kori’s face twists with her own pleasure.
