We check out the field and Olivia spends a moment remembering how much she loved it. I know she wishes she had stayed in school, playing under Coach Naughton and working with her teammates. I know she wishes she had done a lot of things differently back then, but all we can do is move forward. I hope seeing the field today and Coach will help her do that.

We make our way back into the locker room from the field when Olivia pushes me against the lockers. “What are you doing?”

“You know what I always wanted to do when we went here?” she purrs in my ear.

“What’s that?”

“I wanted to sneak you in here and have my way with you. Some of the other girls did it but I never tried.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, and since making me happy is your job and all.”

“Say no more.” I drop to my knees and pull her shorts and panties down, inhaling the scent of her perfect pussy before I pick her up by her legs and back her up against the closest wall. Her scent intoxicates me and the sounds she makes when I drag my tongue through her folds nearly break me. With her back against the wall and her legs wrapped firmly around my shoulders, I take one hand out from under her ass so that I can stretch her with my fingers.

Her walls clench my fingers while I suck on her clit, and I look up from my position to find her bottom lip trapped behind her teeth. She locks eyes with me and immediately knows what I want, so she releases her lip and lets her whimpers fall freely.

In the distance, I hear voices. They’re not right on top of us but they’re definitely making their way toward us.

I look back to Olivia and chuckle when I see the horrified expression on her face.

“Kai, you gotta stop.”

I stop eating my entrée for long enough to say one word. “No.”

Her answering cry sounds like a mixture of lust and worry. “Oh my God, Kai. Please.”

“Do you want people to see me eating your pretty pussy, Olivia?”

Her mouth parts but no words come out. Truthfully, I would have no problem with someone finding us this way. It seems that she has the same thought. I know the thought of getting caught turns her on, but I know she’s worried that Coach might be one of those people and she doesn’t want that. “No,” she sighs.

“Then I guess you better hurry and give me what I want then, huh?”

“Fuck.”

“What was that?”

Her hooded eyes come back to me. “Yes, sir.”

I increase the pressure of my fingers and suck her clit harder. The voices get a little louder but I keep up the pressure.