Page 34 of Coach Me (Boston Blues #2)

Lucie

Dex guides me back on his bed while his lips kiss me with what feels like a perfect tempo to mirror the movements of his finger inside me.

I don’t know how to explain it, but when his finger glides slowly down ever so slightly, his lips move slower, and his tongue teases mine playfully. When he slides back in and taps against my G-spot, our kiss feels charged, and he bites at my lip.

After a few times, I feel him add another finger. A small whimper is all I can manage while holding on for dear life with all the sensation Dex is giving me.

I knew he would be great in bed— there wasn’t a single doubt in my mind— but this? He’s put in two fingers, but I was so close to exploding already by his lips on mine alone.

I moan his name in a plea as I writhe beneath him. “More, please.”

Dex leans back on his knees, watching as he works his fingers inside of me. “Fuck, baby. You are extraordinary.” Dex reaches for the pillow next to me and gives my G-spot another slow rub until my back arches, so close to the edge when he pulls his fingers out. “Lift your hips for me, Lucie.”

My whole body vibrates at the tone and words coming from his mouth. He slides the pillow underneath my hips. I start to lower back down, but his finger circles my clit through my underwear. “Not yet, keep ’em up.”

Dex slows his circles as he leans down to place a kiss on one side of my hip and the other.

Oh my gosh, I think I’m on fire. My fingers thread through his curls, and I bring my hips up even higher as my back arches again. “Dex.”

I feel the breath of Dex’s small chuckle against my skin then his finger drags slowly down over my panties all the way around to squeeze my ass before I feel his fingers grip the hem.

“I’m just as desperate for you, baby, but I need to taste this perfect cunt of yours first. What do you say, can I taste you? ”

Oh, good God, please.

I nod my head and somehow manage a “yes.”

Dex doesn’t slide my thong down—no, he rips it. Snaps the fabric like it’s nothing. I gasp at the surprise and drop my hips down to the pillow. Before I can even recover from how hot that was, Dex’s mouth is on me.

The moan I let out isn’t quiet, and Dex hears. “Be loud for me, Luce.” His breath against my clit sends shivers up my spine. “Moan louder.”

As his tongue flicks over my clit this time, I feel like a bottle rocket just waiting to shoot off. My grip on his hair tightens. “Earn it, Coach.”

Dex looks up at me with a wicked glint in his eyes. “Gladly. Now spread your legs wider and let me worship.”

I let my knees fall to the side as far as they can as Dex sucks my clit in between his teeth, not full on biting but enough to send shockwaves radiating through me.

The scream of his name comes fast. Yep—he earned that one.

Dex rolls his tongue lightly now, somehow bringing the same feeling back.

My legs start to shake and my grip on his hair tightens. “Yes, Dex. Yes!”

Dex’s groan vibrates against me. “That’s my girl.”

“Dex, please. More, please, give—” I can’t even finish my request before Dex slides his two fingers in my center, curving them slightly like earlier.

He follows the rhythm of his fingers like he did with the kiss. Dex gives slow rolls of his tongue as his fingers slide up and down slightly, but when he taps on my G-spot he sucks my clit with his teeth.

The mirroring of the two sensations is overwhelming. I feel my core tightening and my toes curling. The chant of his name starts loud, but with each rotation, it dies down until I break.

No, break is too simple a word. I shatter. I evaporate into nothing.

Dex lets out a moan of his own as one hand grips my ass to hold me in place as he coaxes me through it.

“Dex…” I breathe out when my high finally plateaus.

“I know, baby.” Dex rocks back off the bed and takes off his shorts.

I rise up to my elbows as he pulls down his boxer briefs. “God,” I mutter. I knew it felt big after our little run in the hall, but wow, it’s perfect.

I move to sit up, but Dex gets back on the bed to lower me back down. “I can see what you’re thinking in your eyes, Luce. Believe me, I want your mouth on my cock too, but fuck—right now…”

Dex trails his lips up my stomach, peppering a few kisses over my breasts before meeting my eyes as he hovers over me.

I understand why missionary can be so great now. I’ve definitely gotten off to the thought of him, but with him peering down like he wants everything from me? Yeah, I’m done for.

He leans down with a kiss that has me tasting myself. It’s slow and purposeful. It might not seem like a desperate kiss, but it’s carried out like a promise.

“I’m so fucking desperate to be inside you.”

He lines up at my center but doesn’t push in. I can practically feel the thought process in his mind.

If we really think about it, and that’s exactly what Dex is doing right now—thinking—the start of all of this truthfully came from a defective condom.

“Dex, I’m patient. Nothing will make me change my mind about us tonight.” Cupping his face, I give him a soft smile. “I’m also on birth control.”

Dex’s laugh fills the air between us. God, I love that sound.

“How’d you know exactly what I was thinking, Luce?”

“Well, I mean, you were my favorite baseball player.” I laugh next. It should probably feel weird to have these giggles in our current situation, but it doesn’t. It just feels natural with him.

Dex leans back in to kiss me until my laugh dies, and I place my hand gently on his shoulder to push him back an inch.

“Like you said, I can see it in your eyes. You’ve slowly let me in, Dex, I couldn’t help but pay attention. ”

Dex cradles my face in his hands. “Baby, you demanded my attention from the start.”

When he leans in for another kiss, he slowly slides in. My breath hitches and my fingers dig into his back.

Okay, so it also feels bigger than it looks. I take a deep breath and adjust my hips.

“That’s it, baby, breathe for me. Let me know when you’re ready for more.”

I hold his eyes as I take another slow breath. “I can take it.”

“Yeah, you can, Luce.” Dex lets out a low growl and pushes the rest of the way in. “Fuck, you feel so good.”

Dex rests at the hilt, not moving yet. As much as I want him to, I also want to live in this feeling with him. It may be too soon to say with certainty where Dex sees this—us—going, but I knew the moment he kissed me on the balcony that I would be the one not able to stop.

Dex cups my face and brings me in for another sensual kiss. His hips match the pacing as he rocks in me with slow yet powerful strokes.

“God, Luce,” Dex breathes out. “Tell me how to get you there, I want to come with you.”

“Just give me you, Dex. No more holding back.”

Dex buries his head in the crook of my neck and lets out a deep groan. “Fuck.”

In an instant, he flips us over. He holds me tight to his chest as his thrusts turn from slow and meticulous to thrusts so intense my eyes roll back.

I’m on top, but I’m completely at Dex’s mercy. The chants of his name come with many moans and pleas as my orgasm grows.

The buildup almost feels like too much. I swore the first one was powerful, but I’m not sure if I even have words for how this one feels.

Dex whispers in my ear, “That’s it, Luce, come with me.”

With a few more strokes, I have to bite down on Dex’s shoulder.

“Fuck,” Dex huffs and smacks my backside.

Dex holds my body tight against his, grounding me as my orgasm takes off in full force. His thrusts suddenly turn manic, which somehow only spurs my climax on, and with my name on his lips, Dex comes inside me.

When the sensation slows for both of us, I rest my head on his shoulder. Dex runs his fingers over my back lightly as we catch our breath.

“That was incredible,” I whisper, trying to even my heart rate.

Dex places a small kiss on the side of my head. “It was.”

Finally managing a little bit of muscle strength, I lift my head up to meet Dex’s eyes. The smile that comes to my lips is effortless.

Then it really hits me. I just had sex with Dex Larsen .

The girly giggle bubbles out of me. “Oh my gosh, we just had sex and it was really, really good.”

Dex smiles and tucks my hair behind my ear, then brushes behind my shoulder. “Did you ever think you’d fuck your favorite player, Luce?”

My laugh comes again, and Dex rolls me to my back and hovers with a slanted smile.

“You better watch that laugh, baby. It’s making my dick hard again.”