Her hands grip my scalp and pull me farther into her, fucking my face. When I feel her orgasm coming, I pull my fingers out and bring them around to her ass, pushing in ever so slightly. She grinds harder, chasing that high until the evidence of her arousal is all over my beard.

I get her on the ground and back into her bottoms before I duck into the bathrooms because there’s no way I can hide my throbbing erection from anyone.

I hear the voices enter the locker room and then I hear Olivia’s voice greeting Coach Naughton and whoever else is with her. I hear her make up some story about me running into someone I know but catching up with them later before their voices trail off as they leave.

I’ll give them some time to catch up by themselves before I find them for our workout. Right now, I’m too focused on what other dreams I can make come true for Olivia.

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Olivia

I cannot believe I had Kai eat me out in my college locker room. I can’t believe I almost got caught letting Kai eat me out in my college locker room, and I can’t believe that the thought of getting caught turned me on as much as it did.

I know we had full-on sex in a public bathroom at the karaoke bar and that turned me on too but this was different. This was a place I know with the possibility of getting caught by someone I know. The added risk of that shouldn’t have had that kind of effect on me, but it really did and I almost didn’t let Kai stop. Get it together, Liv.

I turn to focus on whatever Coach is saying but she’s just eyeing me with a knowing smirk. Oh fuck, she knows.

She leads me back to her office and I happily accept the water she offers me.

“Liv, it’s so good to see you again. I just want to say I’m so proud of you. I’ve been following your career, and you’ve made quite a name for yourself.”

“Thank you, Coach. Really, that means a lot to me. And I just want to say I’m sorry.”

Her eyebrows peak. “Sorry? For what?”

“For leaving you and the team behind.”

“To go pro? Never heard anyone apologize for that.”

I tip my head to the side. “Coach, you know I should’ve stayed all four years. That’s the norm.”

“You had the opportunity to go, and I assumed you had your reasons for taking it.”

I let out a frustrated sigh. “Do you remember what you told me years ago when I told you about my dad?”