“This is going to be quick. I need this to calm me down before I can let you leave this room. I know I won’t get to see you until tonight.” I can hear the pleading tone in his voice, so I push my ass back further, letting him know I want this.
“I’m yours. Do whatever you like with me.”
“Fuck!” He thrusts all the way in, and his long thick cock fills me so I’m just at the threshold of pain. I’m so much smaller than him, and his cock is so big, but I’m starting to stretch for him. I want to take everything he gives me, and feeling him inside me is beyond heaven. My pussy clenches all around him, loving the feel of him inside me. I wish we could stay joined like this all the time.
Gripping the desk on either side of me, he starts to pump in and out. His hands land next to mine, gripping the desk with me, his knuckles turning white. We both hold on as he fucks me hard, filling every inch of me with his enormous dick. There’s not a centimeter left inside of me that he hasn’t filled, and being stretched and pounded like this turns me on even more.
“I can’t stand it when any of them talk to you. It’s fucking ridiculous, but I don’t care.” He starts pumping fast, his words pushing me to my own orgasm. I have no idea why his jealousy turns me on, but it does. To think this man is so crazy for me, that I drive him to the brink and make him lose control, gives me so much power. I love that he’s so far gone with me that he’s beyond reason.
“Beg me.” He’s grunting against me as he starts to fuck me faster. I can tell by the grit of his teeth he’s doing everything he can to be quiet.
“Please, Chris, fill me with your cum. I want it so bad.”
“Show me, Megan. Milk it out of me.”
He releases his grip on the desk and reaches down to my clit. That’s all it takes, just the slightest touch, and I start to cum. I feel my pussy gripping him as he pounds into me from behind. The desk scoots across the floor from the force of his thrusts, and I’m cumming hard. I’m doing just as he asked and milking his cock. I feel his warm release splash into my body as he drops down onto my back, kissing my neck. His final twitches inside me are a sweet feeling as he whispers against my skin.
“Thank you, baby.”
“I think I should be thanking you.”
I let out a giggle, and he leans back, pulling out of me. I feel him drop down, and he’s between my legs, pulling my panties the rest of the way down.
“Love the skirt. Step out.” He indicates for me to lift my foot so he can pull them all the way off. “Don’t move, let me clean you.”
Using my panties, he wipes between my legs while I watch him over my shoulder. I wait for him to tell me to step back into them, but when he doesn’t, I turn around and watch him put them in his pocket
“For luck tonight.”
He smiles, and I feel myself blush. How I could possibly still have anything left to blush about, I don’t know. Chris stands up, fixes his pants, and then he straightens my skirt.
“Stay away from him, Megan.” I don’t have to ask who he’s talking about.
“Stay away from her!” It’s a bratty comeback but I don’t care.
“Who?”
He legitimately looks confused, and it just adds to my irritation.
“Miss Big Boobs, Kim Heart.”
“She has tits?”
I hate it, but his comment makes me smile, and then it turns into a laugh. He comes over to me, wrapping me up in a hug, and I nuzzle into him, wishing we could get out of here.
“I won’t let you pretend to be with someone else just because we can’t be together yet.”
“I know.”
“Now go home and get ready for the game tonight. I need to see you in the stands, cheering me on.”
I nod my head, and he leans down to kiss me. Feeling his warm lips against mine has me ready for more, but we don’t have time, and this isn’t exactly the best location. I’ll just have to do what we’ve been doing. Wait.
Chapter 6
Chris
We took down the Badgers in a blowout. I was nervous about it all coming together, but thankfully it turned out all right. The boys performed better than I expected, and I was right to push them so hard. There were scouts in the stands after the media came to film my first game. I even saw a few of my old coaches walking around and taking notes.
It takes a couple of hours after the game to talk to everyone and have the locker room speech with the players. Afterwards I have to do some handshakes with the news and a few boosters to talk about the upcoming season. Overall, it’s a lot more politics than I bargained for, but it is what it is. I guess if I want to continue to coach, this side is the bullshit I have to deal with.