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AFTER PRACTICE 2

作者: Teez
last update 公開日: 2026-08-17 13:00:00

Tessa’s pov

“Get the suit fixed and get back in,” Coach Marcus said after I pulled the straps up over my shoulders again.

My legs still felt unsteady from what his hand had done to me on the block, but he acted like nothing had shifted.

The empty pool stretched out quiet and dark under the overhead lights.

I tugged the fabric back into place between my thighs where it still clung wet and tight, then slid into the water without another word.

He stayed on the deck for the
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    Tessa’s pov“You should lock up and go,” I said when the wall clock finally hit eight. The pool lights still burned bright over the empty lanes and the air smelled like wet concrete and leftover chlorine. Marcus stayed seated on the starting block like he had nowhere else to be.“I know what time it is.”“Then why are you still here?”He stood slowly and stretched his shoulders. “Because you’re about to shower and I’m not leaving you alone in the building.”I raised an eyebrow. “That’s a new rule.”“It’s the rule tonight.”I grabbed my bag from the bench and walked toward the locker room without looking back. The door swung shut behind me and I stripped the racing suit off in one pull. The fabric peeled away from my skin with a wet sound. My nipples were still tight from the earlier conversation and the cold air in the empty room only made them harder. I stepped under the spray and let the hot water run over my shoulders and down

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