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Lincoln leans his head forward the slightest bit and I wrap the tie around his eyes and tie it in a double knot at the back of his head.

I run my hands through his hair once before giving it a nice tug so his head is lifted, exposing his neck.

“I know you love pulling my hair so much, but I gotta admit, I’m a pretty big fan of pulling yours too.” My mouth finds his neck and I’m a woman possessed.

I nip, lip, suck, and repeat until I feel his arms lift from the couch.

“What did I say about touching?”

An agonizing groan is all the response I get, but Lincoln obeys and rests his arms on the back of the couch again.

He’s wearing far too many clothes right now, so I make quick work of removing his shirt.

I swear this man is a living, breathing, Greek god.

His pectoral muscles distract me for a hot second and then I start undoing his belt.

Once that’s out of the way, I slink down to the ground so I can work on his pants.

His muscular thighs make this task a bit harder than removing his shirt, so I bark out another order.

“Up.”

He lifts his hips.

I let him stay hovering above the couch for a moment, just to make him sweat a little bit.

After a minute I remove his pants and boxer briefs in one quick motion.

“Good boy.”

I toss them to the side and sit back on my heels to admire the man in front of me.

Sitting like this reminds me I still have this damn belt on, so I make quick work of removing it, tossing it behind me.

Lincoln is restless, his body squirming just the tiniest bit, as if he’s itching to reach out and touch me.

His arms stay rested against the couch, and I wait another moment before moving forward just to torture him a bit more.

Now on my knees, I reach down and rest my hands on his thighs.

They slowly work their way up to the delicious, sculpted V near his hips.

My thumbs graze against his hard shaft, giving just the ghost of a touch on their way past, which has it jutting up so it’s nearly touching his belly button.

I’m still not quite sure how that fits inside of me, but the thought alone has me squirming with anticipation.

After a few more teasing touches, I wrap my hand around his thick cock and give it a few hard pulls before bringing my tongue to the tip.

My tongue swirls around the head of his cock before I suck the entire thing into my mouth, hollowing out my cheeks.

Lincoln sucks in a sharp breath.

I remove my mouth from him, but am close enough he can feel my breath on him when I ask, “Does that feel good, Coach?”

“So fucking good, baby.” Lincoln throws his head back against the couch and his hands are fisted in the cushions.

As much as I want his hands on me right now, I resist, because the thought of torturing him a little more has arousal dripping down my thighs.

My mouth finds its way back to his cock and I work my tongue along the bottom of his shaft as I slowly work it in and out.

It’s only a few seconds before Lincoln starts thrusting his hips up toward me, trying to increase the speed.

I graze my teeth along him before popping him out of my mouth.

“Who’s greedy now?”

He mutters something I think is a cuss word before settling back on the couch.

“I’m in control, remember? No touching. No moving.” He nods his head once and I move my hand back to him.

I run my fingers along his length, causing him to twitch in my hand, before I slowly work him closer to his release.

Alternating between my mouth and hand, Lincoln’s breathing intensifies and I can feel him swelling as he hits the back of my throat.

Just when I feel him about ready to explode, I pull my mouth off of him completely.

“Fucking Christ, Ellie. You’re killing me.”

A menacing chuckle leaves my mouth and I glide my hand slowly back down his length.

“I seem to remember you almost edging me to death. Not so fun when it’s happening to you, is it?”

Lincoln starts thrusting into my hand again and I release him immediately.

“What did I say about moving, Lincoln? I think I’ll take a break and get myself off instead.”

I hear him protest but start rubbing circles against my clit.

My other hand slides up my body until I reach my nipple, and I take that between my fingers, giving it a hard pinch.

A loud moan escapes my mouth and Lincoln groans in agony.

“It feels so good,” I say as I work myself closer to climax.

Lincoln’s hands leave the couch for a brief second before he slams them back down and grips the cushions as tightly as he can.

Watching him get so worked up, desperate to touch me, has me falling over the cliff into oblivion.

After I come down from my high, I stand and rub my finger up Lincoln’s thigh all the way up his body until I get to his mouth.

“Open.”

He takes my finger into his mouth and gives it a hard suck then twirls his tongue around it.

“Are you ready to listen?” I ask .

Lincoln nods twice.

“Yes, Coach.”

My hands find his shoulders, and I sink down so I’m straddling him again.

His knuckles are now white with the strength of his grip on the couch cushions.

I rub my center along his cock, my wetness coating him as I do.

Lincoln picks his head up and, if there wasn’t a tie hiding them, I know those beautiful emerald eyes would be burning into mine right now.

“You’re so fucking wet for me, Ellie.” It comes out in a rasp, a hidden plea behind his words.

He wants to feel me as much as I want to feel him.

We’ve been together for weeks now, and even though we’ve talked about it, we’ve never gone without a condom.

But there’s a part of me that wants tonight to be different.

I want to feel every single inch of him inside of me.

The primal need to be as close to him as humanly possible has me confessing, “I want to feel all of you tonight. Can I?”

My hands are on his chest and I can feel how rapid his heart is beating below them.

He doesn’t say anything for a moment and I’m afraid I may have crossed an invisible line we drew in the sand.

Just when I’m about to apologize and say forget it, his voice interrupts me.

“Take this tie off me, Ellie.”

Lincoln’s words steal my attention, and it’s at this moment I realize that although he may be the one blindfolded at my mercy, he gave me that power.

Even though I hold the power now, I’m the one ready to submit to him.

He’s been in charge of my body from the moment we started whatever this is between us.

This moment only reaffirms that for me.

I remove the tie from his eyes and toss it behind me.

Lincoln’s eyes lock onto mine with a type of intensity I’ve never seen from him before.

The look he’s giving me sends a shiver through my body and ignites a pulse between my legs.

“I needed your eyes on mine. Now ask me again. ”

The pounding in his chest intensifies, and my hands have a mind of their own, moving up to wrap around the back of his neck.

This may have started off as just sex for fun, but I’m realizing it’s so much more than that.

I’m falling hard and fast.

I want nothing between us tonight.

Looking into his eyes, neither of us daring to even blink, I ask again.

“Can I feel all of you tonight, Lincoln?”

He moves his arms from the back of the couch, all earlier rules forgotten, and holds my face in his hands.

“It would be my honor, Coach.” And then our lips are crashing together with the intensity of wildfire.

We both break apart at the same time, our chests heaving, but never looking away from each other.

My hands hold onto Lincoln’s shoulders as I lift up onto my knees and hover above him.

One of his hands holds my hip while his other hand reaches between us.

He guides his tip to my entrance and rubs himself back and forth along me.

His name slips through my lips on a moan and I bite my lip.

Finally, he pushes down on my hip and it’s all the permission I need to sink down onto him.

A sigh escapes my mouth as he completely fills me.

We both pause once I take him fully, our hearts pounding in unison.

Our bodies lock into place, as if the pieces of a puzzle are finally coming together.

With his eyes on mine and only our breaths to be heard, a silent promise is made between us.

No words need to be spoken to know that this moment will mark both of us forever.

Lincoln reaches behind my head and grabs my neck, pulling my mouth to his as we both start moving as one.

My hips are moving in slow circles as he thrusts up into me.

He’s hitting something inside of me that has me moaning into his mouth.

But he’s also hitting something inside of my heart that I’ve kept locked away from everyone.

I’m letting him in in a way I’ve never dared to before.

The realization hits me like the force of a Mack truck, tears threaten to fill my eyes.

I have to pull back and look at the man who has completely turned my world upside down.

How can one man, one moment, change everything for a person?

Just like he always does, Lincoln reads every emotion on my face.

His body stills as mine continues to seek release.

He reaches one hand up and strokes my cheek with his thumb.

“Let go, Ellie. I’ve got you.”

His words are a match strike, setting me ablaze.

Stars dance across my eyes before my vision goes black and I’m overcome with an orgasm that rocks my entire being.

I throw my head back and scream his name.

I’m gripping his shoulders like if I don’t hold tight enough, I may never catch my breath again.

He starts to thrust into me, hard and unrelenting as he seeks his own release.

With each thrust my orgasm amplifies, and I’m afraid I may pass out from its intensity.

Lincoln gives one more thrust and then his body stills as his release fills me.

My body collapses onto him and he holds me against him as the last waves of our orgasms descend together.

He moves my hair off my face and kisses my cheek.

Not a word is said as we both try to catch our breaths.

After a few minutes of him holding me in his arms, I finally find the strength to sit up.

He keeps his arms wrapped around me as I drape mine around his shoulders and lower my forehead to his.

Breathlessly, I try to find the words to describe the moment.

“That was…amazing.”

His arms unlock from my waist and his hands find my cheeks.

Gently, he pushes me back until my eyes have nowhere to look but his.

“No, Ellie. That was everything.”