“You’re overdressed, Coach.” She smiles.
I chuckle as I lean back on the bed, lift my hips, and shimmy out of my boxer briefs. My cock springs free, hitting my abs. I fist it, stroking myself from root to tip while my Mandy stands before me, looking like the sexiest damn thing I’ve ever laid eyes on, licking her lips as she watches my every move.
“Need some help with that?”
“If that’s your way of asking for permission to touch me, let’s just go ahead and clear that up. You’re the only one allowed to. You don’t need permission. You are the exception to every rule.”
“So, I can do this?” she asks, reaching out and replacing my hand with hers.
“Yes.” I nod, watching her, getting lost in the feel of her soft hand wrapped around my cock.
“What if I did this?” she asks.
I don’t know what I was expecting her to do next, but it wasn’t to drop to her knees and lick the head of my dick like a fucking ice cream cone.
“Fuck,” I mutter. “Yeah, that too,” I answer her. She takes more of me into her mouth, and I groan. It feels so damn good, but this isn’t how I want this night to go. She asked me to make love to her, and that’s what I intend to do. Reaching down, I place my hands under her arms and lift her. She protests, but I ignore her as she stands, and I pat my lap. “Come here.”
“It’s been a while for me. A few months before I adopted Mia,” she confesses.
“It’s been longer for me, which is why if you kept that hot, wet mouth of yours on my cock, this night was going to end far sooner than either of us wants it to.”
“I don’t know… I think we both would have enjoyed it.” She smiles.
“Most definitely, but when my girl asks for something, she gets it.”
“A man of his word.”
Reaching up, I rest my palm against her cheek, while the other wraps around her waist. “Always. I know he destroyed your trust, but I’m not him, Mandy. He gave up the best thing that ever happened to him. If I ever see him out, I’ll be sure to thank him. He fucked up and gave me a precious gift. You and Mia. I’ll never take your trust for granted.”
“I believe you.” She nods.
“Good. Now climb up here and take what you need.”
“Don’t you want me to lie down or something? Let you take control?”
“Next time. Tonight, this is about you. This is showing you that I’ll always give you what you want. You wanted me to make love to you, but you didn’t say how. You control the pace. You control when we stop, how far things go. I’m at your mercy.”
“That’s a risky play, Coach. What if I fumble?”
“Football’s a team sport, Mandy. I’m on your team. Hell, I am your team. You fumble, we’ll recover and go again.”
“I—” She covers her face with her hands.
“Hey now, none of that. Talk to me. What’s going through that pretty head of yours?”
“I was rarely in this position,” she says, and even with the soft glow of the lamp, I can see the red tint in her cheeks.
“What position is that?”
“On top,” she utters softly.
“Do you not like that?”
She shrugs. “It’s more he didn’t, so… yeah,” she says.
“He’s an idiot. And if you don’t want to, then we won’t. But, baby, I’d love nothing more than for you to climb up on my lap, sink down onto my cock, and take what you need from me.”
“What about you?”