Page 27 of Crossing the Lines for Love

There was no time to come down from one climax before another took over. I had no idea that back-to-back orgasms were a real thing until it happened to me, over and over again. Just when I was prepared to tap out, I felt Niko’s dick pulsating against my walls.

“Birth control?” he almost grunted.

“Yes.”

“I’m never pulling out again.”

His warm fluid filled my womb as his strokes became faster. When he released my legs, they collapsed on the bed, and he rolled beside me.

We lay in silence for several minutes, our combined bodily fluids drying between my thighs. He suddenly rolled over to face me, kissing my cheek before I mimicked his actions. After a few minutes of staring into each other’s eyes, he spoke.

“I graduate in May.”

“Congratulations.”

“Thank you, but that’s not the response I was looking for.”

“What did you expect me to say?”

“That we can keep seeing each other in secret until I graduate.”

“It’s a huge risk, Niko.”

“I told you no negativity, but I know we need to have this conversation. Our connection far exceeds anything I’ve ever felt with a woman. I already can’t imagine you not being in my life.”

“But—”

“If you haven’t come up with any other reason besides you being my coach, I don’t want to hear it.”

“Isn’t that reason enough? If we get caught?—”

“We won’t.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I don’t, but I’m willing to risk it if it means we’ll ultimately end up together.”

“Niko, you’re moving too fast. Besides sex, how do you know we’re a good match?”

“How do you know we’re not?”

“It seems irresponsible to take such a huge risk when we don’t know if we’re compatible somewhere besides the bedroom. Sex with you is the best I’ve ever had, and there’s no close second, but we’re playing a dangerous game, and too much is at risk.”

“It’s easy to determine compatibility, so if you can give me another reason besides being my coach, I’ll leave you alone.”

I had nothing else to say because there was no other reason. If the dynamics of our relationship were different, and I’d met and began dating him a few months ago or a few months from now, I could see us hitting it off. However, that wasn’t the case.

We’d crossed the line twice, and I had a feeling we’d cross it several more times before we parted ways on Sunday.Did I have enough willpower to walk away and pretend like nothing happened for the next few months?The answer was a resounding,hell, the fuck, no.

“Your silence speaks volumes, Aranda. Listen, I know your job is important to you, and so is my final season on the team. Why do you think we’re almost an hour away from Black Elm?”

“We can’t be seen in public together until at least a few months after graduation.”

“It sucks that I’ll have to wait so long to show you off and let everyone know you belong to me, but if it means we can explore what’s happening between us, it’s a small sacrifice.”

“Don’t come in my office after ours trying to fuck. That was a one-time thing, and I?—”

“It won’t happen again.”

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