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He pulled her close; the next moments were sheer instinct. His lips went to her temple, giving a gentle kiss. There was nothing sexual about it; it was sheer tenderness. His arm pulled her closer.

"It's okay, Baby... it's okay. I'm here... for you..."
 
Jaycie smiled as they were both naked now, as his hand played gently with her breast, she felt his hard cock rubbing against her leg.

Listening to him speak, and then the kiss.

She turned to face him, and then she kissed him. Rough, fast, and hard.
Rylee felt the soft kiss, and she just about lost it. She really shouldn't have said anything, or had these feelings, but she couldn't help it.

She leaned into him, burying her face into his chest, she leaned into him more.

With him she felt, safe, protected. She knew that he meant it too, everything he did, he meant. That made her feel great, listening to his words, she gave him a weak smile.
 
"Rylee, I can't even imagine how horrible all that had to have been on you... and even how frightening it must have been to have to step back into a hospital... even for a fractured wrist...."

He pulled her closer.

"And I'm certainly not a counselor or anything... but I do care about you... and anything you want to talk about and share with me... well, you're safe."

His overwhelming urge was... to kiss her. But...

Just at that moment the sad waitress came back by. "You people know whatcha want to eat?" she asked abruptly.

Mark thought it and nearly said it. Saved... by the grouch.
 
"Oh my god," Stephanie moaned loud as inched closer and closer to her orgasm. She was so close, but she didn't want to stop their love making; she wanted to keep going all night. She ground her hips to his, matching him lifting her. "You're amazing." she almost screamed,
 
Rylee looked up at him, and then wiped the tears away from her features. She slipped a hand through her hair, and listened to his words.

"Yeah, that's why I kind of flipped." She stated, looking up at him.

"Thank you." She said, giving him a weak smile.

Then as the waitress came, and asked what they wanted to get. She glared at her, and then set her jaw.

"You know what, Lily?" She said her name, through clenched teeth. "You can go fu..." She was about to go off on this lady, and she just kind of hoped that Mark would stop her before she punched the stupid waitress.
 
Mark patted Rylee's arm with his free hand.

"You know, Lily, we'll take a couple of burgers and fries. You can just set them over there when you get back. Thanks." He nodded to the far side of the table. She took her cue and disappeared.

Mark recalled Rylee's last statement. That's why I kinda flipped.

"Yeah, I can imagine," he said. Then realized he needed to correct that. "No, Rylee... I really can't. I've... never had to face... anything so devasting. But if you want to tell me about what you went through... I'll listen. I'll just listen... and not offer a bunch of flippant advice. I'll just... listen.... because I care for you."

His eyes were gentle, sincere. Nothing else on the planet mattered at that moment.
Will's arms were screaming for relief... helping to hold off his imminent orgasm. As her own neared, it seemed as if he dropped her onto his swollen cock time and again, pressing deep within her trembling body.

Finally, with one last plunge, his legs slightly bent, his length pressed within her as deep as he possibly could as a river of cum seemed to shoot into her; he was aware of her hot, wet breasts pressing hard to his chest.

"Ohhhh... fuuuuuck...." he groaned loudly, totally overtaken by extreme pleasure, his fingers leaving an imprint on her ass.
Jaycie's hard, aggressive kiss blew him away. Desire was taking over his entire body.

He rolled to his back, pulling her over onto him. His cock had slipped between her legs and was brushing against her ass as their tongues wrestled hungrily. It was sheer passion; the two lovers were driven wild by lust for each other.

His hands went to her face, his fingers intertwining with her wild blonde hair. Their lips parted just a couple of inches as he looked into her eyes; he was crazy with desire.

"Jaycie... I want to fuck you..." he asserted. "Now..."
 
"Oh Will!" she screamed as she came at the same time as him, her whole body shook as the pleasure washed over her. She practically collapsed against him, not wanting to let go. Her body was tired but she didn't want to stop. "Oh Will.." she moaned in a whisper, kissing his neck softly.
 
Rylee glared at the waitress as she turned and walked away. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes for a moment, so that she could cool off.

Then she opened them, and looked at Mark as he spoke. "No one can imagine...." She stated, looking up at him. She shook her head slightly, trying to erase the images that clouded her mind.

"Thanks. I will most likely take your word for that offer." She commented, giving him a small smile.

"Now, you kind of see why I play soccer..." She stated, letting her eyes meet his.
Jaycie moaned slightly, as she was pulled over on top of him. She smiled, feeling his cock slipping between her legs, and rubbing her ass. As their tongues wrestled with each others, she tangled her fingers into his hair.

Feeling his fingers tangled in her own hair, she parted his lips from his, and listened to his words. She smiled, and nodded to him.

"Then fuck me hard, baby." She finally said, giving him a wicked smile.
 
Neither Will nor Stephanie was about to break the moment; together their bodies quaked with after-shock of their passion as his hardness began to diminish within her, allowing their combined wetness to flow out around them.

It truly felt as if their entire bodies had somehow become one.

Finally he slipped out, and her feet lowered to the ground. Their lips met.

"Stephanie... thank you..." Will whispered between kisses. "I.... love you..."
Mark turned slightly, his arm coming from around her. That hand then went on her arm, as his other elbow rested on the table, his chin supported by his hand. He looked at her deeply.

"I'd like that. I'd like that... a lot."

He was listening to her, studying her face closely, while also trying to sort through the feelings rushing through his brain and heart.

His eyes were intent, focused; a nuclear bomb could have gone off outside the diner and he would have never heard it.

And then it struck him. It was far, far beyond curiosity. And miles beyond interest. And "care" was far, far too weak a word. He was feeling... love.
Andy smiled, only three words escaping his lips, as he savored looking at his dance partner. "Needn't ask twice."

His hands reached down, taking the soft flesh of her ass in his fingertips. He pulled her cheeks apart as his body shiften beneath her; he found the warmth and wetness of her opening, and pressed the his swollen tip to her sex. He entered just slightly, to tease her.

"You're sure?" he asked playfully. "Would hate to force you..."

He scanned her face with an evil smile.
 
Rylee didn't know what to think at the moment as he placed his hand on her arm, she looked at him. Then she placed her casted arm on her lap, and let the other slip through her hair.

"Me too." She said after him, giving him a genuine smile.

Rylee had absolutely no idea where this was going, what she did know is that she had a feelings for her coach, and she was pretty sure he was feeling the same feelings she was feeling.

She let her eyes meet his, as she gazed at him.
Jaycie smiled at him, and then waited for a moment.

Then as he grabbed her ass, and spread her cheeks, and then as he entered her. She knew that it was just his tip, but already it felt so good.

"Yes, yes...fuck...me....hard...." She said, her breathing already heavy, just hearing his voice was a turn on for her.
 
The moments seemed to stretch into eternity as they looked into each other's eyes. There was a tremendous amount communicated, but no words were exchanged.

His chin still resting in his hand, Mark finally leaned toward her. His heart was beating wildly, but he was still oddly calm.

She might scream, or cuss him out, or slap him, or pull away, or... he didn't know what. But he leaned toward her, his eyes closing, his lips parting slightly.

There was one other option of what she might do. She might respond... and kiss him.
With one fluid motion, Andy raised his hips from the bed and slid inside her, the entire length of his hardness buried in just a moment. And for one moment he froze, totally consumed by the utter pleasure of her warmth and wetness surrounding him.

His head raised from the pillow, his lips claiming hers in an intense kiss. Lowering his head back down, her lips stayed in intimate union with his, their tongues clashing erotically.
 
Rylee was not expecting what happened next, she really wasn't. So when he leaned into her, she didn't know what to do. Her heart was screaming at her to kiss him, but her mind was screaming at her to punch him.

Her eyes were wide as she completely froze. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to figure out what to do, and then she thought 'fuck it...' and she leaned in and let her lips gently meet his.

She let out a sigh, and then slowly moved her lips with his.
Jaycie moaned loudly as soon as he pushed into her. The pleasure was so intense she felt like she wanted to scream out. But she bit her lip to stop from screaming out. A small whimper was released in stead, as her wetness surrounded him.

She returned his passionate kiss with her own, as she ran her hands all over his body. Pinching and scratching him in the process.
 
Jaycie and Andy's bodies were alive to each other. Kissing, touching, scratching, fondling, all as their midsections began an intense thrusting together.

As they stayed joined, he rolled their bodies over so that he was now on top. He took command.

With one arm outstreched he held himself off of her body, admiring the view as her breasts bounced to their rhythm. His free hand grasped the soft flesh of her swaying breast as his length continued to press -- pound, really -- within her.

The tip of his tongue jutted out of his mouth as he looked at the tangled array of her hair on the pillow, outlining the intense gaze in her eyes.

His heart was pounding furiously; he was totally captivated by this woman.
Mark felt her warm breath brush his lips as she sighed. And that caused him to be more aroused.

Their lips met, lightly at first.

His hand tightened slightly on her arm as his head tilted naturally to the side, just a little, allowing their kiss to deepen.

As his head turned, his hand was free and went gently to the side of her face, glancing past her cheek as his fingertips coursed just inside her hairline.
 
Jaycie moaned out, as he pounded into her.

Then as they rolled over, so that he was on top of her, she smiled at him. Her breasts were bouncing to the rhythm of his pounding. Jaycie smiled at him as he grasped her breast, and then arched her back as he squeezed her.

Her hair was flying over the pillow, a tangled mess of blonde hair.
Rylee couldn't believe what she was doing. Her heart was yelling at her to kiss him more, but her head was screaming at her to stop. She didn't know what to do.

But then as his hand tightened upon her arm, as his head tilted ever so slightly, she allowed the kiss to deepen ever so. Rylee felt his finger tips slid over her cheek, and then land just upon her hair line.

It felt so good to kiss him, it felt right. She was feeling things that she hadn't felt in a very long time, and it was amazing to kiss him.

Her normal hand moved to land upon his chest, slowly moving up to curl around the back of his neck. Her casted hand rested gently upon his thigh.
 
Andy's arm was tiring quickly, and he lowered down onto her body, a light layer of wetness covering his skin. He pulled up his knees, on either side of her body, which raised her legs next to his sides, completely changing the angle and location of his hardness which continued to fill her.

His thrusting stopped for a while, and he felt her squeezing her muscles around him.

In this position, he lay his head on her chest, feeling the warm softness of her breasts as her heart beat in his ear.

"Jaycie... you are truly... amazing," he spoke softly. He wanted to stay hidden within her forever.
Mark leaned into the kiss. The damn table was in the way, but the kiss intensified anyway.

His tongue ventured out, just beyond his lips, touching lightly upon hers.

Without meaning to exactly, he shifted his body slightly, only then realizing that her hand was on his leg. And this realization made him become more aroused.

Passions were igniting he wasn't aware existed.
 
Jaycie moaned as he changed positions. She locked her eyes with his, as her walls tightened around him.

Jaycie felt his head resting upon her chest, her heart beat was wild, and she was sure he heard it. She smiled, and then heard his words.

"Alex....you are....amazing...too..." She stated, as she breathed.
As the kiss intensified, she let it for a few moments.

Then she realized exactly what she was doing, and who she was kissing. With this thought, her entire body froze. She pulled away from him. Taking her hands off of him, and scooting away from him. She closed her eyes for a moment, angry with her self.

She looked at him, and then sighed. What had she been thinking? He was her coach! She slipped a hand through her hair, and looked at him.

"I'm sorry..." She said softly, unable to look at him.
 
Slowly... barely... Andy's body started shifting, as he tightened his thigh muscles, pressing himself into her again.

It was slight... very slight... but he knew she felt it; he certainly did.

His head started rocking on her chest; he had had his rest. Now it was time for action...
 
Jaycie felt him shift, and then as his thigh muscles tightened, she smiled.

She felt him push into her, and then she was ready.

Her craving for him intensified.
 
Rylee stiffened, and pulled away, and Mark instantly felt like dying.

In a moment's time he was filled with guilt and chagrin, and knew that he had to quit the team.

He looked around, lost; two meals sat uneaten, growing cold.

He pulled away, his face a bright crimson red; a shroud of self-loathing settled on him.

"I'm... I'm sorry..." he stammered, unable to look at her.

"I should have never..."

He fumbled in his pocket, pulled out some bills, and laid them on the table.

His bottom lip quivered as he stood, still unable to look at her.

"I'll take you... where ever you need to go," he said quietly. "If you want..."
Andy felt her body warm to him.

He raised his upper body, sliding his knees a little further under her. Taking her by the hips, he shifted her body so that her bottom and lower back were off the bed, supported on his inner legs.

He then licked his thumb and touched it to her sensitive clit, thrusting again, touching new places within her.
 
Rylee just sat there, unable to move. She felt like she was the cause of this. She hated herself for this, she closed her eyes for a moment. Taking everything she had done into her mind.

Then she opened her eyes, and looked at him as he stammered, and the fumbled out some bills from his pocket.

"Don't." She stated simply, as he spoke to her, the I should have never...

She finally looked at him as he got up, and then sat there for a moment as he spoke. She just sat there for a moment.

Then she finally got up, hearing his words, she sighed. Nodding slowly to him, she looked at him. "Take me to the field." She stated simply, she needed to get this out. She needed to figure out what to do. Her mind was whirling.
Jaycie let out a moan, and then as he shifted her again. She looked at him. Her breasts bouncing as he now supported her ass and lower back upon his inner legs.

She let out a whimper of pleasure as he touched her clit, and then arched her back to him.
 
Mark was already contemplating what he would say to coach Johnson... and to Rylee's parents... and to the Athletic Director when he was fired.

A thousand explanations flooded his mind; the simplest was the best: I'm a fuckin' fool.

They got to the car, and he hesitated even opening the door for her. But he did, embarrassed again. He couldn't believe he'd been so stupid.

Once he got in the driver's seat, his hands went on the wheel; the car still wasn't running.

"Rylee... I am... so sorry..." He looked out the side window, so she couldn't see him. There were tears coursing down his cheeks.

"I didn't mean to... I truly didn't mean to..." What the fuck was he supposed to say?

He swallowed hard. The words had to come out.

He glanced at her from the side, unable to turn his face fully toward her.

"I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I'm so... so sorry."

His mouth was dry. "I'm gonna get you back to the field, then I'll disappear out of your life."

His hand trembled as the key groped for the ignition.
There was limited movement for Andy, but the view was incredible as he established a rhythm with Jaycie. As he played with her clit, trying to bring her increased pleasure, his felt the wetness of his member as it slid in and out of her. That sensation, along with the view of her body as he filled her, made the whole moment incredibly arousing.
 
Rylee sighed, and slipped a hand through her hair as they walked out. Giving him a weak smile as he opened hte door for her, she got in and sat there. She felt as if she could barely move.

She didn't know what to do, she had no idea. Well, she knew one thing....she wasn't going to tell a soul about what happened. She may be blonde, but she sure as hell wasn't stupid. "Fuck..." She mumbled under her breath.

Hearing his words, it tore her apart. She shook her head no, she closed her eyes for a moment as he spoke the last few words. As he reached for the ignition, she wanted to reach out to him, but she didn't.

Her heart was aching, her mind clouded. She just had to get to the field, she would show him there.

Rylee sighed, and then glanced at him. Her heart aching as she saw the tears.
Jaycie smiled at him, and then rocked her hips some, increasing the pleasure for both of them.

She felt him still playing with her clit, as she lifted herself off the bed slightly, shoving him into her. She held herself up with one hand as the other grasped his hand that was playing with her clit, and she pushed into herself harder.
 
It took nearly forever to drive back to the field... or so it seemed. The trip passed with a horrible silence.

He pulled up next to the field. There were two girls out there, passing a ball.

Ten thousand words jumbled around inside his head, wanting to be spoken. At the same time, there was nothing there but utter emptiness. He would have gladly surrendered his every possession to run back the clock, erasing the past 45 minutes.

The words barely squeeked out of his dry vocal cords. "Here ya go, Rylee... I'm so very sorry... See ya..."

The last two words were an utter lie. If there was anyway he could accomplish it, by sunrise the next morning, he would be miles and miles away. No one at State would ever hear from him again.
Andy still really couldn't believe he was making love to this incredible girl.

His thrusts became more punctuated; as the intensity of the pleasure increased, his chin went to his chest. His face was contorted as though he was in massive pain.

"Oh.... fuck.... Jaycie...." he pushed out breathlessly. He wanted so badly to make them both cum...
 
It was pretty much torture as they drove in silence. She couldn't believe what was happening, she was in shock.

Her heart felt like it was shattering into a million pieces, and she had to do something to fix it. She had too.

Rylee looked out towards the field as two other girls practiced. Hearing his words was like a shot to the heart. She sat there for a moment, and then sighed once more. Looking down at her cast, she returned her gaze upon him.

Finally she spoke, "No." She stated, simply. "I'm not letting you leave until you play a game with me..." She demands were set, and now all she could hope for was that he would take her up on her offer.
Jaycie moaned out as he thrust into her. She couldn't believe that this whole experience was happening.

Then just as she heard his words, as he uttered the last word. She came to.

Her walls clamping hard upon his shaft, her entire body pushing upon him. Her juices flowing freely.
 
For the first time in minutes -- an eternity, really -- Mark looked at Rylee, with an expression that said, Really? Are you kidding me?

At that moment he couldn't believe what he was hearing. He was trying to disappear with as much grace and dignity as possible... and now this?

"I'm not sure that's a good idea," he said sadly.

Please let me go, is what he wanted to say. But no way did he want that to happen. He hated the idea of losing her.
 
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