Train me, Coach

“Are you sure you want to eat that?” He asked me. As he entered through the door

I stared at him. Fuck yes, I’m sure.

“Are you serious?” I asked. Waving my spoon as a weapon.

“I don’t know. Maybe I am. I’m just looking out for you.” He replied while taking off his jacket.

“I don’t need you looking after me. I’m fine.” I snapped at him.

I just arrived after a long day at work and all I wanted to do is eat my fucking Ice cream.

“Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be at work?” I asked.

“I left early. I missed you” he approached me and rested his hands on my waist. I leaned in, resting my head on his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He cupped my ass with one hand. Slowly, he lifted my chin then leaned in kissing my lips. I opened my mouth giving him access, he thrusted his tongue mercilessly.

He lifted me up on the counter while still kissing me rather fiercely, he made his way to my neck, nipping and biting his way to my boobs. I gasped.

“I missed you too,” I mumbled, breathless. I knitted my fingers through his hair and pushed his head to give him better access. He cupped my boobs with one hand and sucked the other one. His tongue licked my nipple while biting lightly. I moaned, I snaked my hands under his shirt, feeling his hard chest. My hands moved to his belt and started to unbuckle.

“Show me,” He said while pulling my hair, bending me backward. “Show me how much you missed me, Joy.” He whispered in my ear.

Aye Aye, Captain. He unbuckled his belt while I got on my knees. He took out his angry member, it sprang excitingly waiting for my next move. I teased it by sucking and licking only the tip.

“Fuck, Joy,” moaned Tanner. “Don’t tease me” he ordered as he grabbed my hair and face fucked me ruthlessly. I gaged trying to breathe from my nose. Once I adjusted to his speed, I bobbed my head and sucked like the good girl I am. Every time fully filling my mouth with him.

“Shit, Stop. I’m close” he grunted as he pulled my head back. I stood up following him to the bedroom while removing the rest of my clothes

I laid on the bed, spread open, exposed as he stared at me. He strode and crawled on top of me, suffocating me with his body weight. I knitted my hand through his now messy hair, pulled him close, and whispered “My turn.”. I pulled him to my pussy and stuffed his head in it.

He chuckled. “With pleasure,” he whispered as he started to slowly lick it. He massaged my clit with his hand as he was slowly eating me. I moaned his name as I tightened my grip on his hair. “Faster,” I moaned. He moved both his tongue and hands faster sending me almost to the edge.

As if he read my mind, he stooped, Tanner supported himself up and centered himself at my entrance. He leaned in and slowly but passionately kissed me. “I love you” he stated. My heart skipped a beat. “I lo-,” I was interrupted by his dick slicing through me. I rolled my eyes as the wave of pleasure struck me, I grabbed the bed frame for any kind of support as he roughly fucked me. He placed his hands on my throat squeezing lightly, not to cut the air supply but enough to show me who is in control.

His movements were getting sloppier meaning his near the end, I was too. As he thrusted one last time, my pussy clenched milking him. His warm liquids filling me. We both breathed heavily as we just came from a very intense orgasm.

“Wow,” He whispered while trying to catch his breath.

“Indeed, Wow.” I also whispered. He pulled me closer, caging me in his arms.

“Come on, Let’s go to sleep” He mumbled.

“Mhhh,” agreeing with him since I was too tired to speak.

After a few minutes I heard his snores and his steady breathing, I wiggled out of his grip.

I tip-toed to the kitchen, opened the freezer, and grabbed my Ice cream. After I finished eating, I started to remember every time he threw these comments. They make me angry and every time when he’s asleep I sneak in the kitchen to eat so he doesn’t see me. His words replay in my mind, “Don’t you think it's a little late to eat this?” or “Maybe you should try the salad?” How about a fuck no? Huh?

I hear slight movement and I panic; I start cleaning the mess, shoving the empty container in the trash, erasing any evidence of my recent crime.

He turns on the light. “Joy, Are you okay?” He asked, concern filling up his voice.

“Um yes, just getting some water. Go back to bed, I’ll be right with you.” I said in an unsure tone.

“No, I will wait for you,” he said, leaning on the door frame.

“Um. Okay.” I grabbed a glass of water, filled it, and drank the water. I put it in the sink. I turned around and looked at him, he was looking at me intensely. His eyes are always on me. Always.

“You done?” He asked. He walked towards me, grabbed my hand, stroking it slowly with his thumb.

I just nodded, I couldn’t speak. He always leaves me speechless. Always.

He guided me back to the bedroom. We laid down on the bed, his hand on my waist holding me tightly against him, his face in my neck. He planted a small kiss there.

“I love you,” he whispered. He pecked my lips and then my cheek. Tightening his hold on me.

“I love you too.” I whispered back. Relaxing into his tight hold. Always.