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“I’ll hold down the fort, Coach,” she says, and maybe I need to slip her some extra cash for being so amenable to this whole deal.
She really loves Jolene, and for that, I’m eternally grateful.
Because I really love Jolene, too.
CHAPTER 8: JOLENE
I put a fancy watch band on so I could check my texts on there if they happened to come through, and I see the one that just came in is from the coach.
I click it off quickly so nobody else sees what it says even though I’ve changed his contact name in my phone just in case, and I excuse myself from my conversation with Austin where he’s telling me about all the potential my son has to play football once his broken arm heals, and I slip my phone out of my clutch to read the whole text.
And the second I do…
Whew.
Hot damn.
My knees nearly give out as I think about this powerful man in a tuxedo who is demanding I meet him somewhere privately right now.
The whole idea of it is ridiculously hot.
Every woman in this room wants him. The men in this room want to be him.
But he wants me.
There’s something special about that, something I can’t quite put into words, but something that makes me feel like together, we can overcome anything.
Maybe we both just need to get up the nerve and tell our parents what’s been going on.
It’s not safe to sneak around like this, but part of me likes that. I’ve always played it safe. This is exciting and out of character for me, and I kind of love it.
So much that by the time I glance down the empty hallway before trying the knob on the door Lincoln said in his text, my panties are soaked.
He yanks me in and slams the door behind me, locking it for good measure before he has me pinned up against it, his lips hot on mine.
Last night he was slow and intentional as he made love to me.
This is something else.
This is animal and fierce, hot and carnal.
I let out a loud moan as the sound of the music pumping from the ballroom beside us drowns out the noise.
I have no idea whose office I’m in, but on Monday morning when they walk in, it’s going to smell like hot sex in here. He bucks his hips toward me as he growls, his mouth all over mine and his hands grappling with the bottom of my dress like he can’t quite get there fast enough.
And he can’t. I need him inside me as much as he needs to be there, so I bat his hands away and yank my dress up as I pull my panties off and toss them aside. He grabs his cock out of his trousers and tugs on it a few times before he shoves me up against the wall, pinning me there with his hips.
He shoves two fingers right into me. “So fucking wet,” he murmurs, and he pulls his fingers out and grips his cock again. He slides into me as I wrap my legs around his waist. I brace myself on his shoulders as he starts to rock into me, and holy fuck is he hitting every single spot he needs to hit.
“I want to suck your tits,” he mutters, and he spins us and sets me on the edge of the desk, never pulling out of me as I reach into my dress and yank one breast out of the built-in bra, letting it hang over the top of my dress while he continues to ravage me now on this desk.
“Oh my God,” I squeal as he sucks my nipple into his mouth and continues to fuck me hard and raw.
I pull his head against my tit, burying his face into me, and he groans loudly as he sucks harder and picks up the pace, bucking against me like he can’t go fast enough or deep enough even though the speed and the depth is hitting me exactly how I need it to.
It hits me with no warning at all.
I explode into a fierce orgasm as I cry out, my body pulsing with every plea as I say his name over and over. He comes right along with me, his entire body stiffening as he drops my tit from his mouth to curse my name. He slams his mouth to mine, growling as he comes, and when both our bodies start to come down from the edges of bliss, he continues to kiss me, slowing the pace as his tongue brushes mine in a sexy, tender, and luxurious way.
