Stretched: Hot-Bites Novella by Snow Jenika & Marie Jordan

Author:Snow, Jenika & Marie, Jordan
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jordan Marie & Jenika Snow
Published: 2019-08-04T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Lily

All I can think about is Coach Big as I round the corner and start to run faster. I need this like I need to relieve the sexual arousal in my body. But I’m going to obey him, not touch myself, and hope that he’ll give me that release I so desperately need.

Sweat coats my skin, dripping down the valley between my breasts, the remembrance of how it felt with Coach Big’s cum on my skin like a branding on my body.

His seed had been warm, sticky. And when I got home and peeled off the all but torn shirt, the material stuck to my flesh, this erotic memory, this dirty proof of what I’d done in the locker room of my high school.

I stop and brace my hands on my knees, my eyes closed as I pant. But I’m not exerted from the run so much. I’m out of breath because all I can think about and picture is how it’ll be with Coach Big that first time.

My nipples tighten, I’m wet between my thighs, and all I want to do is the very thing Markus told me not to … touch myself and get off.

I straighten and run back to the house, and once inside I head straight upstairs and to the bathroom.

“Lily honey, you getting cleaned up for dinner?”

“Yeah. Be down in a bit. Just going to shower,” I holler down and go into my room to get a change of clothes, then go into the bathroom. I strip out of my sweat-covered T-shirt and shorts, remove my bra and panties, and then just stare at my reflection. My hair is plastered to my temples, my ponytail haphazardly slung to the side from running.

After pulling the tie from my hair and tossing it on the counter, I run my fingers through the tangled locks. I image Coach Big pulling at the strands as he thrusts that huge dick in my mouth. My breasts are sensitive from having his erection pressed between them. I can still feel his cum on my skin, and as dirty as it sounds, I want his seed covering my body, using it like lotion.

I don’t even wait for the water to heat. The cold will help get this arousal under control, or at least I hope.

And the truth is, I don’t want sweet and gentle for my first time. I want filthy and pressed up against the locker room wall. That’s our element, where we met, where I fantasize about him the most.

I step into the shower and gasp at frigid temperature, but after a moment I get accustomed to it, start to feel myself calm under the spray, my arousal being replaced by those icy droplets hitting my skin.

I close my eyes and let the water hit my face, tilt my head back and allow the spray to fill my mouth. It feels good after the long run, my sweaty body overheated, the desire still intense.

But even still, through it all, I can’t stop thinking about the locker room.

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