Straight Girl Summer by Ashley Halladay

Author:Ashley Halladay [Halladay, Ashley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Athlete, Bi or Pansexual, Cheating/Infidelity, Contemporary, First Time Lesbian, Lesbian Erotica, Lesbian Romance, Sapphic Erotica, Sapphic Romance, Seduction, Sports, Toaster Oven, Volleyball
Amazon: B0DH58R8M1
Goodreads: 219235640
Published: 2024-10-16T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

That night I strike out. And the same thing the day after. I wake up thinking about hitting six serves in a row, or making ten blocks, or setting five perfect passes in a row. Sydney, realizing how effective this new strategy is, applies the incentive system to nearly everything. She strikes a good balance between the difficulty and attainability, and by the third day, I am acing my servers…well, not literally, but in this case, hitting them well enough to win my prize.

Sydney is the best coach I’ve ever had. Carnal motivation aside, she actually seems to know what she is doing. Understands my latent abilities and shortcomings, knows what drills are worth spending time on and which are hopeless. It’s not about turning me into a world class volleyball player. That’s already Sydney. She is going to carry us. I just need to play my role, minimize the mistakes, and trust the plan.

Despite having seen Sydney’s tits more than my own these past few days, there has been no repeat of that fateful afternoon that put me in the hospital. Partly, Sydney says the motivation is helping me; I’m improving faster than she expected. I’m even surprising myself. But part of it seems to be that she just likes teasing me. Even though she's a head shorter than me Sydney is two years older. I’m just getting started with college (more or less) and she’s already graduated. Despite how close our ages are, that fact makes her seem more mature, more worldly. And her teasing me like this, triggers some submissive part of me. Not like chains and handcuffs and that kind of stuff, but when she teases me or gets a bit stern with me during practice, I fucking melt.

I’m panting like a dog in heat, while Sydney’s hands roughly adjust my body position. It’s to help learn how to dig a low serve and not completely botch it, but my mind is thinking about completely different things. I love the way her hands feel on my body, strong and confident, so assured, so perfectly at home, like they were made for this. Like they were made for me.

I am getting better at volleyball, but I’m not sure how much longer this can go on. At the start, the lust was motivation, like a slug of coffee or a shot in the arm, but now it has built to such dizzying levels, I can hardly concentrate. I give as many obvious hints to Sydney as I can, and more than once when she looks at me, I half expect her to turn me around and push me up against the wall. There are times when I want nothing more. But Sydney just tells me to be patient.

“And you still haven’t really talked about it?” Cali chides me every time we talk now. She had started as my biggest cheerleader, trying to create a good story out of the situation, while I at first had resisted. Now, it seems like our roles have reversed.

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