Cooper thumbed over Nico’s lip, pulling just enough to part his lips. Then, he was seemingly done, stuffing his hands into the pockets of his trousers. “There are no explicit rules in the league when it comes to coach and player fraternization because we like to pretend people like us don’t exist.” He smirked. “That being said, the things we’ve done… The things we are about to do… Let’s just say, very frowned upon.”
Nico fought the urge to roll his eyes but quickly lost the battle. “Any other rules?”
“I don’t like being interrupted,” Cooper said as he reached down to peel his dress shoes off one after the other.
Nico did the same, kicking his shoes to the floor. “No more interruptions then.”
Cooper smiled, andfuckkkkthat did something to Nico, though he couldn’t understand why. Couldn’tunderstand why something so small—the smile of another man—-could send shockwaves through him, like he was actually agood boyand made his coach proud.
Cooper grabbed one of Nico’s feet, forcing the rookie onto his back. Nico swaddled his hands behind his head and smiled back as Cooper edged his long black socks from Nico’s foot, held that foot in place, and then did the same with the other foot.
“Do you like feet?” Nico questioned playfully.
His coach shook his head. “I don’t, but I like savoring the moment because this isn’t going to happen again. We can’tletit happen again.”
These fucking rules irritated Nico, but he figured it was best to smile and nod.
Cooper released Nico’s feet from his grasp, and then took a step back. He was putting on a show Nico couldn’t look away from. Cooper unbuttoned each of the buttons on his white shirt, with each button undone, a glimmer of the skin beneath peeked between the opening of the fabric.
Nico’s eyes widened when Cooper’s shirt dropped to the floor. He’d never seen him like this before. A long gold necklace hung from his neck, with a golden ring attached at the bottom that hung between his two muscular pecs. His chest was trimmed and he sported a treasure trail of hair parted down the center beneath his belly button, leading down into black underwear that peeked just above the waistline. And then the scars from the accident, tattooed onto his body in raised strokes over his right pec and arms.
Nico’s lips parted to speak, but he said nothing.
And then the dance continued as Cooper took to the bed, climbing to the top and resting his head on a pillow.Nico twisted his head around to meet his coach’s gaze, who hooked a finger for him to approach.
He did as he was commanded—he was getting good at that. He crawled up to meet Cooper on the adjacent pillow, face to face, eye to eye.
“One last rule,” Cooper whispered.
Nico groaned, but the groan was stifled by the soft caress of Cooper’s palm over his cheek.
“Nobody ever knows. Not your sister. Not your friends. Not your preacher. Not your father or your mother.”
Nico wanted to tell him he didn’t have a mother, not anymore. It was always a sore subject during the getting-to-know someone phase, one that was always breached with as much tact as he could ever muster, which wasn’t much. There, on that bed, with that man, he said nothing of the sort.
Instead, he just whispered back, “Nobody.”
Cooper flicked a finger against Nico’s bow-tie. “It’s been crooked all night.”
Nico looked down with a frown. “Why didn’t you say anything before?”
“Because it doesn’t matter.” Cooper ran his fingers through NIco’s hair. “Now, take off your clothes.”
“Yes, sir.”
Nico rolled off the side of the bed, landing on his feet. He ripped his bow-tie from his neck and tossed it onto the floor. Did the same with his shirt, and he was pretty damn sure he ripped a button off in a mad haste. Cooper rolled onto his side, holding himself up with his elbow as he watched with a serious demeanor written on his face.
Nico unbuckled his pants, popped the button, and forced the black trousers down his legs to reveal a pair of tight, white briefs. There was no hiding his erection with his cock seeping against the fabric, painting the outside in a thick layer of precum.
And then he was back on the bed, ready to do that thing he couldn’t say out loud.
Cooper immediately rolled Nico onto his back and climbed atop of him, their restrained erections rubbing against each other through the fabric of their underwear. Cooper planted a kiss on Nico’s cheek. But Nico needed more, needed that hunger, and angled his mouth against Cooper’s.
But Cooper turned away from the kiss, instead opting to trail a path of kisses down the side of Nico’s neck and collarbone, mouthed over a sensitive nipple, and continued south. Wet, warm kisses over the length of Nico’s abs until he reached the white waistband.
Cooper hooked his gaze upwards, and Nico was transfixed by the sight of the other man mouthing his erection through his underwear. Nico let out an embarrassing ass moan when the other man pulled the front of his briefs down just enough to free his rock-hard cock. Cooper thumbed over the slit, smearing precum over the head before taking it into his mouth, little by little. A tease that’d gone on for far too long.
Nico’s lips curled, moans escaping his lip. His fingers twisted into the sheets as Cooper found his way to the base.
