“Single? You must have heard wrong. The only head coach down on this field is very, very taken.” I bend her back just a little so Ican get a taste of the dip at her throat and sweep my tongue across her collarbone. She squirms.
“Very, very huh?” I look up and she’s glowing. Shining. I love this happy look on her face, love that I’m the one putting it there. There is no wariness in her anymore.
“Very.” I kiss her nose. “Very.” I kiss her chin. “Very.” I punctuate the last word by licking her bottom lip and nipping it with my teeth. She gasps and I slip my tongue in, taking advantage of her open mouth. She meets me, thrust for thrust.
“Fuck, Chess. I want you. Don’t do this to me here where I can’t fix it for either of us.”
We’re wrapped up in each other right here in the middle of the field. I can hear my players exiting the locker room and heading towards the parking lot. I hear a few whistles and ‘ow, ow!’ just as I try to peel myself from her. “See what I mean? How am I going to walk around with this thing now?” I push at her hips with my hard on. Her eyes flare and she grins, dropping her hands, rubbing me through my shorts.
“Fuck,” I groan out.
“My thoughts exactly. Let’s go.”
I hug her close. “Just give me a few seconds,” she laughs.
“Coach! Remember what I said!” Connor yells out. I drop my head, shaking it and laughing.
“What’d he say?”
“I was lecturing them on how to behave this weekend and he said we all need to remember to wear condoms.”
Chess bursts into a laugh and it squeezes my heart. God, I love hearing that sound.
“See ya tonight coach!” Jameson sing-songs and I don’t look back at them, but I raise my hand giving a thumbs up.
“Wait for them to get in the car and then take me home, Coach Gage.”
“Fuck!” I say for the third time in as many minutes. “You’re killing me, woman. Can you wear my jersey when you call me that?”
She steps away from me, a sway in her hips and I have no choice but to follow. I’d follow her anywhere.
“Whatever you want, Coach Gage.” I growl, and she takesoff running, wanting me to chase her. I catch her around the waist and push her against my truck. “You better get that fine ass in my truck before I spank it for taunting me,” her eyes flash again. She likes my talk. “You’re a dirty girl.”
“Filthy,” she replies and jumps in the passenger seat.
She’s going to be the death of me.
Chapter 28
Francesca
“Chessy!” Adam bellows as he walks into my house.
“Yes, big brother?” I smirk at him as I come round the corner and into my kitchen. I’ve got my ‘Gages Girl’ jersey on, Daisy Duke jean shorts and my hair in a ponytail. Jackson is going to die when he sees me. I just hope I don’t distract him too much from the game.
He’s floated through my mind all day. Jackson in his jersey. Jackson in his coach’s uniform. Jackson in a backwards hat. The way his hands flex when I come near him, like he’s fighting off grabbing me and running away. The way he throws his arms around me. Jackson whispering dirty things in my ear. Jackson going down on me.
Jackson.
Jackson.
Jackson.
I need to regain control of my thoughts.
“Chessy? Did you hear me?” Adam just rolls his eyes at me as I clear my throat and stare at him. “I said, looks like you’re going all out, huh?”
“I mean, I am the girlfriend, got to play the part.”
