Oh, God.
I can’t believe it.
All this time, I thought he didn’t want me beyond one night. Turns out he does and he came all the way here just to tell me.
“Please, Marlow,” Thane’s pained plea fans over my parted lips. “I’m begging you. Just let me be yours. Let me keep you. Let me show you how good it can be between us.”
“You really want this—me?” I ask softly.
“Yes,” he grates. “And it kills me that I made you second-guess it.” His lips move to my right eyelid. He presses a kiss. “I want you, Marlow.” Moves to the other eyelid and presses another kiss. “And I know this might feel fast, but I love you.” I gasp and he presses a kiss to the apple of my left cheek. “I think I fell a little in love the first time I saw you on the field months ago, looking like a ray of sunshine.” A kiss to the other cheek. “I think I was halfway in love the night of the solarium, when you consoled me.” Finally, a kiss to my lips. “And I fell completely after we made love in the motel room.”
I feel like I’m having an out-of-body experience. I’m wanted. I’m loved. By Thane, my coach crush. Every one of my nerve endings lights up with so much adoration for him. “I love you too, Thane,” I say, my voice thick with emotions and he appears taken aback, like he didn’t think I could return his feelings. “You can keep me. You can be mine. You can show me how good it can be between us.”
Thane wraps his arms around me in a crushing hug and kisses me with a fierce urgency that I match, passion exploding between us as our lips meet again and again and again.
“I-I’m sorry for leaving the way I did,” I say when we come up for air. “I should have stayed and talked to you some more. That way, I’d have known we were on the same page.”
“Fuck, baby, when Michaela showed me the note, I was so worried.” His eyes flash with misery. “I couldn’t believe you’d left in the middle of the night and stayed alone under a strange roof.”
“I’m so sorry.” I thumb his cheek and his clenched jaw relaxes under my touch. I kiss him again. “But all that’s in the past now. We can pick up where we left off.”
He licks his lips. “My plan this morning was to give you your flowers and mug, make you pancakes and coffee, and ask you tobe my girlfriend. Then I was going to drive you to college and eat your pretty little cunt in my office before the game.”
“Oh. I like that plan.” Heat curls low in my belly and I feel breathless. “And though it may not have gone exactly how you wanted, we can still rectify it.”
Thane smirks. “And how should we do that, baby girl?”
Fuck, I’ve missed him calling mebaby girlin that low, gravelly voice. I’m getting wetter by the second and he needs to clean up the mess he’s making.
“Well, for one, all my cheer mates are gone and you’ve barred me inside the locker room with you,” I say coyly. “I think we’ve got the perfect setting, don’t you?”
Thane’s already ahead of me, dropping to his knees and looking like a sex god as his hands travel up my bare thighs to the elastic of my uniform skirt. “You want me to fuck you before the game?”
He’s tearing my skirt off my legs and swinging my right leg over his broad shoulder. I’m trembling with anticipation. This is so hot and naughty and the fact that we can get caught spurs me on even more. “Yes.”
He spreads my pussy open with one hand, gazing hungrily at my clit. “We don’t have much time before we have to be out on the field, little cheerleader.”
I dive my fingers into his black hair and stare down at him, whimpering when the flat of his tongue licks along my swollen pussy. “T-Then you better make me come quick, Coach Thane.”
My boyfriend accepts the challenge with a devilish gleam in his eyes and gets to work. He makes me come with his tongue and then he fucks me senselessly against the row of lockers, all while whispering how much he loves me.
Epilogue
THANE
I’m leaving campus after finishing football practice and having a one-on-one with a player who’s been struggling extra hard with his mental health this week, and heading to my wife’s ceramic café.
Yes, I saidmywife.
Marlow and I tied the knot after a few months of dating, right after her graduation.
While she finished up her last semester of undergrad, we kept our relationship a secret. I didn’t want her to catch any heat for being with me, nor was it anyone’s business. It wasn’t easy keeping our hands off each other in public, but we more than made up for it with secret rendez-vous in my office, inourmotel room, in my truck after a football game. Those encounters were hot, heavy, and laced with enough of a forbidden factor that our love-making always had a frantic quality to it. I always had to cover her mouth with my hand as I bounced her on my lap because Marlow was a screamer and if anyone nearby heard her,they’d know the cheer captain was getting the ever-loving fucked out of her by the football coach.
After graduating, Marlow applied to some jobs, but I knew her heart wasn’t in it. She wasn’t fit for a corporate life. She thrived in creating so I took out some of my savings and bought her a commercial property close to our home so she could start her own business.
And now she’s flourishing, running her own ceramic café slash bookstore. Other than with me, it’s the happiest I’ve ever seen her. And I make it my life’s mission to always keep a smile on Marlow’s face.
She’s the other half of me. Therefore, it’s my duty to make her dreams come true.
