Semua Bab Dangerous Pleasures: Bab 1241 - Bab 1250

The clock ticked under five minutes, and still she kept going, just under what I needed. Tears spilled from my eyes in my desperation. Still she continued, thrusting and grinding, playing with me mercilessly. Three minutes, then two. Her fingers removed themselves from my clit making me moan in frustration, but then I heard something whir to life. A vibrator, which suddenly was pressed against my clit. Coach's pace increased and my body began to tense in preparation for release."It's time for you to come now, baby." The clock ticked under a minute, and I passed the point of no return, my body going almost numb for the briefest moment before it exploded into ecstasy. From my fingers to my toes I came, screaming into the pillow in front of me as pure waves of bliss pulsed and echoed through my body. Coach Dalton kept the vibe to my pearl, and her phallus teased against that deepest source of pleasure, and it was undiluted heaven.Finally it passed, and I slumped forward onto the mattre

"Yeah, I think she was, probably still is. She'll need her friends. And I'm proud of you for not being afraid of who you are. Brandy's a lucky girl.""Thanks. We'll be there for Kaylin and Dani. For Coach, too. We've already talked about it, me and the team.""I believe you, and I'm proud of you."***Mother - I'd like to see you for lunch today, if you're free.I ran my hands over my eyes. It was Tuesday morning, and I'd been dreading this text for the last two days. The news stories hadn't let up, if anything they were getting worse. Sandy had turned off her phone, and reporters had turned up outside her house. One even showed up to her clinic. She'd spent last night here, just to get away from it. Well, maybe not just for that.But with the attention this was getting, my mother weighing in on it was inevitable.Me- I'm free. Where?She picked a spot. I couldn't have cared less which one, and she was waiting for me when I arrived. She was sitting facing the door, legs crossed, sippi

I could almost feel the heat from my partner rise as her anger built, her hand gripping mine ever tighter. But it was Dani who answered, evenly and with tremendous gravity in her quiet voice. "What she needs are parents who love her and accept her for who she is, the amazing person she is, instead of demonizing her over something she has no control over."Ms. Collins asked the next question. "And how did Coach Dalton advise you, Miss Williams?""She encouraged me to sound out my parents, to talk to anyone in my family that would be supportive. I don't know how they're going to react." Her voice cracked as Dani turned towards her parents. "This isn't how I wanted to tell you. I'm sorry." Tears flowed down her face as her mother stood and moved towards her daughter. They embraced, Dani crying in her mother's arms.They moved away and sat down, the murmur rising sufficiently for the chairwoman to bang her gavel. "Quiet please." She sighed. "I guess it's time to get to the heart of the ma

Paige ran over, showing everyone the letter. Her friends gathered around, congratulating and patting her on the back. As Paige gave Kaylin a hug, I felt two hands on my waist, and I smiled as Sandy spoke softly to me."Hey there, Beautiful."I grinned, leaning back against her. "Hi. I'm so proud of you.""Thanks, but I can't take credit. The girls played so well. But it felt good." Sandy's arms encircled me, pulling me tight to her for a second, her lips inches from my ear. "I want you."A delicious shudder passed through my body, my knees turning to gelatin at the husk in her voice. It only lasted a moment before she released me to stand by my side. Her hand slipped into mine and she gave me a sidelong look, wearing a smile that said she knew exactly what she was doing to me.Kaylin stepped forward, "Hi, Coach.""Kaylin. It's good to see you." She reached out and shook Kaylin's free hand gently. The girl's other arm was still around Dani's shoulder. The young winger was glued to her

"I'd love to, thanks."We settled down on the couch, spending the next hour trading stories about being a mom of teens. We finished laughing about something her precocious older daughter had done, and she sat back, looking at me with an expression I couldn't quite read."What.""Can I tell you something?""Sure." My good mood evaporated, replaced by nervous flutters, so I took a fortifying sip of wine."I just wanted to say thank you.""For?""Putting a smile back on my sister's face. I can't remember the last time I've seen her like this. I'm not sure I ever have. No, wait, that's not quite true. The first time she fell in love."I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks, and I looked down into my wine glass. "I don't think...""I do. She was a freshman in high school." She sat back. "It was before she'd come out to me or anyone I know of. I was a senior, and I was supposed to meet her and bring her home after school. This was way before every teen in America had a cell phone. Of cou