Page 36 of Coach Me (Boston Blues #2)

Lucie slides off the bed with a wicked smile. “Who said you get to use it?”

“Please, baby.” My hand covers Lucie’s, waiting for her to hand it over, but she doesn’t.

Instead, she pushes me a step back, then sinks down to her knees. “It’s my thing, remember. You said you’d gladly watch. Maybe that could even be my kink—you watching me. Or maybe it’s more dirty talk…”

Lucie hooks her thumbs under my shorts and pulls them down. “You know what, Coach?” Lucie’s hand wraps around my cock as she peers up at me. “Why don’t you coach me through using my vibrator while I suck you?”

“Fuck, Luce.” I reach down and pull my shirt over Lucie’s head, then gather her hair back behind her head, pulling it back so she’s looking up at me. “Be a good girl and give me that toy.”

Lucie’s eyes narrow, and I see her grip tighten on the vibrator.

I almost want to tell her that the brat submissive kink isn’t for her, but I know that’s not what this is about.

“Trust me, Luce. I’ll give it back. First, I want you to slide your fingers in that tight pussy of yours and do the same thing I did to you earlier.”

The excitement sparks in Lucie’s eyes first, then she hands me her vibrator.

“Good girl. Now”—I take the hand she has wrapped around my dick and spit on it before putting it back—“use your hands, Luce.”

Lucie’s hand slowly starts to work me over as her other slides down to that perfect cunt of hers. Her eyes peer up at me. “Yes, Coach.”

I’m so fucked. I’m absolutely fucked .

Lucie’s moans start soft. I can tell when she starts to tap on her G-spot because her hand on my shaft nearly stops from her pleasure.

“Yeah, just like that. God, you look so fucking sexy like this.”

Lucie opens her mouth, and while my dick hates me for it, I stop her. “I didn’t say you could suck me yet. I want to hear how wet you are before I hear you choking on my cock.”

Lucie’s pout has me on the verge of caving. God, I want her mouth on me so bad, it’s killing me, but that’s not what this is about.

“Now, slide your fingers out to circle your clit twice then fill yourself again.”

Lucie follows my instructions so beautifully. “That’s my girl. Again.”

“Dex,” Lucie pants as her fingers circle her clit.

“Don’t come yet, baby.” I reach down to play with one of her hard, little pink nipples. Pink really is starting to rival yellow with her.

I click on her little bullet vibrator, and the low hum has that light brightening in her eyes again. “Take your fingers out, Lucie.”

She does so slowly, then reaches up for the toy, and she’ll get it—but first, I lean down and suck the taste of her off her fingers.

She tastes just as sweet as everything else about her. That bright floral light she just exudes. Hell, she really is addictive.

Lucie’s breath catches as I swirl my tongue around the tip of her finger, just like I would if my face were between her legs.

“Dex.” Lucie’s hand flexes around my cock.

“You taste so good, baby. I couldn’t resist.” I hand her the buzzing toy, then pull her hair back again. “Do you want to taste me?”

Lucie nods. “Please.”

My grip on her hair tightens. “Good, now put that on your clit and open your mouth.”

I hold her head back by her hair until I see the toy settle in between her legs, then as she lets out a moan, I slide my dick in her mouth.

“Fuck, Lucie.” I knew her mouth would feel incredible, but shit.

Lucie peers up at me with her blue eyes as her head bobs back and forth. “Yes, baby, suck my cock. You’re so good at it.”

Lucie’s moan threatens my willpower. It vibrates around me—like that damn toy she’s using.

I gather up her hair in one hand then lean down to play with her tit again. Lucie’s other hand still works at my base, and while this is already the best blowjob I’ve ever had, I kind of want to push her a bit.

“I think you can take more, though, baby. You told me you could take it, didn’t you?”

Lucie nods the best she can while my dick’s in her mouth. God, she’s perfect.

My thrusts stay slow. “If you need a break, take it, Luce. Do you understand?”

I wait for a small nod or muffled yes, but instead, Lucie moves the hand that was at the base of my shaft to play with my balls.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” My thrusts pick up, and she gags for just a moment, but then she adjusts. “That’s my girl. Let me fuck your face. ”

Lucie peers up at me for a moment, then takes me as deep as she can, before she pauses.

“Fuck, Lucie.” I was not expecting that, nor am I ready when her tongue starts to flick mid-shaft before sliding it all the way back up to the tip.

I struggle to stay upright. “Hell, baby, you better be on the verge of coming yourself when you do that again— shit —I’ll come down your throat next time.”

I swear I can see the wicked smile in her eyes. She’s killing me—I’m so fucking gone for her already.

“How does it feel to know you have that power over me, Luce?” I let go of her hair just to brush it back again.

“How does it feel to know you make me feel more alive than any game I’ve ever played over my career?

That you’ve had me fucking my hand at the thought of this very moment and now I know I’ll never be able to go back? ”

Lucie’s whimpers grow faster, and her knees slide out slightly on the carpet, her hips moving slightly. She’s close too. I can feel it.

“Yes, baby. I can’t wait for you to sit on my face, moving your hips ever so slowly just like that. Picture that right now, Luce.”

Right as I think Lucie’s about to break, she takes me all the way back again and then she fucking comes.

“Fuck,” I bark and then I’m done too. I come right down her throat, and she swallows every single drop.

She holds me in her mouth until her climax ebbs. The moment she’s off, I scoop her up and fall back onto her bed with her straddled on top of me. She giggles for a moment, and then I lift her up over my head.

“Sit, Luce. Let me clean you up. ”

“Dex…you don’t have to do this again.” Her chest rises and falls rapidly, but I still see that excitement in her eyes.

Raising my head, I lick from her pussy to her clit and her legs shake around my shoulders as she fucking sits.

Her hands grip onto the headboard as her head falls back. “Dex, it’s too?—”

“Don’t you dare say it’s too much.” I slowly circle her clit before backing off again. “We both know you can handle it just fine.”

Lucie’s hums turn into a low moan as I continue to lick her sweet pussy.

“I guess you did warn me that you might not be able to stop.” Lucie’s hips start to move just like they did moments ago. “I don’t think I want you to ever stop.”

My hands grip on to her ass—there is no think that fits this feeling with her. There’s no stopping. Not this and not us.