Page 96 of Coach Sully
The door opens, and I follow quietly behind. Did something happen? He’s distracted and almost distant. It’s not like Sully. They just won their seventh home game, making them undefeated at home, and I can’t imagine what would cause him to suddenly be so serious. Is it because the due date is only a couple weeks away? The nursery was finished last week, and we’re stocked, fully prepared. I even have our hospital bag packed in the car, right next to the carseat Sully installed.
We turn a corner, the hallway is partially lit, and one or two offices at the end have lights on.
“Here,” he says, walking into the dark office. It’s been a long time since I’ve been here. It’s backlit by the window that opens into the arena. Bright lights make the ice glow, and fans are still filtering out of tonight’s sold-out arena. I’m sure the music is still playing out there, but here, it’s eerily quiet. Hard to believethis quiet office is connected to an arena full of screaming fans below.
The silence between us is awkward, so I say the most obvious thing in the world. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen your offi—”
My words are cut off as Sully yanks me the rest of the way inside the dark room, slams the door, and pins me against it.Ohmygod. “Whoa! What—”
“This fucking dress has been driving me out of my mind all night,” he growls. The door clicks, I glance down and find him locking it. “Take it off.”
“What?” It takes a moment for his words to register, then I smile.Thisis the man I was expecting to see outside the lockers. I pry my fingers off the cold, smooth door to frame his face, and I nip at his bottom lip. He flips on the light switch and lowers his eyes to meet mine. I love it when he does this.
“Kendra, if that dress isn’t around your ankles in two seconds, I’ll lose my shit.”
“Jesus, be patient,” I say, laughing.
He loosens his tie, and I shrug off my jacket. My arms slip from the dress straps, and I shove it down until it lands on the floor.Drawing up a knee, I remove the tennis shoes. No way I’m wearing heels this late in the trimester.
He grabs under my ass and picks me up, careful not to squish the bump between us, and sets me on my feet facing the arena.
“Hands on the glass,” he says as he fists the back of my thong and rips it down my legs. “Bend over, baby girl.”
The anticipation burns through me, climbing up my legs and pooling in my stomach.
“Yes, Daddy.”
“That’s my good girl.” I close my eyes. This man knows all the right things to say.
Behind me, he grips my ass and spreads my cheeks. Before I know it, his tongue is all over me as he feasts on me from behind.
I cry out, unprepared for the onslaught of pleasure, and bend over farther, pressing my chest to the frigid window, and my nipples harden.
“Sully!”
“That’s it, push your pretty tits against the glass for everybody to see.”
I gasp. “Can they see us?” I pant out.
“It’s tinted… A little.”
He tugs my clit between his lips, then cracks a palm across my ass. “Oh, fuck!” I whisper. He spits on my pussy, and the noise makes me groan. It’s such a filthy sound and gets me every time. Not a second later, he unzips, and before I know it, he’s slapping my clit with his cock. My legs are shaking with need.
“I want to feel full.”
The head of his dick slicks over me, then pauses at my entrance. He tilts me forward, forcing my elbows to rest on the window ledge when he drives inside. I moan a low sound. “More!”
“This body has been torturing me for hours… Now, be a good girl and take it all.” Pulling out, he plunges deep inside, leaving no room to spare. Absolute bliss.
I swallow. “I didn’t know you saw me,” I say shakily.
“Of course I saw you, I just couldn’t focus on you because all I could picture was this… you bent over and taking every inch in your pussy while you watch the fans below.” A hand reaches around, and he gropes one of my breasts. “Wondering if anyone is going to look up and see these perfect, full tits against my window. I want everybody to know you’re getting railed in my office.”
I groan at his words.
“You’re going to make such a pretty coach’s wife. Everybody already loves you—me most of all.”
My heart explodes when I think of our forever.