Page 6 of Dear Sexy Swimmer
“Let’s go with the obvious then: you belong to me, baby. Have since you replied to my letter. I belong to you, in case you were wondering. Taking you home to fuck you until you got no doubts about that. Being my teacher and a few years older changes none of the above.” I kiss her slow and soft and she leans into me, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“I'm old enough to be your.... aunt,” Maia giggles at herself, the sound and the cute scrunch of her nose making my chest ache, “You just made me come on my desk. I could lose my job.” I growl and nip at her lips when she sayscum, my dick leaping.
“You talking about me making you come is just begging me to do it again, babe. I won’t let you lose your job. But I won’t let you go, either. Been waiting for this moment, Maia. Didn’t know it would happen on our first day of classes. But I wouldn’t change it, either.” I brush my fingertips over her cheeks, careful of her sexy glasses, watching her eyes sparkle.
I'm head over heels for her—she has to see that. I have never been known to give up on anything. Certainly nothing I want as badly as the way I want Maia. No way am I giving up on us.
“Pike we can’t.” I shake my head firmly and frown down at her.
“We can. We already are. You are mine, Maia. Before you saw me sitting in class as a student, you wanted me. Didn’t you want me, baby?” As I watch her react to that, her eyes darkening as her breath pants, I growl at how obvious her answer is.Oh, yes, she wanted me.
“I wanted you, Pike. Yes. I did.” I ignore the twist of pain at the way she says shedid.
“Youdo. Notdid, Maia. You wanted me two hours ago. Wanted me for months. Just like I want you. Nothing keeps me from getting what I want. Not a gold medal. Definitely not you.” I purposely compare her to the gold medal she knows I have trained my whole life for. Because, I want her to know she’s that important to me.
“Pike... how? How can we do this?” I grin because she also knows I love a challenge.
“I will do my best to be just your student in here,” I jerk my head back towards the seats, “Outside this classroom though, you are my woman, Maia. I won’t pretend otherwise. Not for the faculty, not for my coaches, no one. Won’t pretend for a moment outside this room that you aren’t my woman.” I feel another punch to my chest when she beams at me when I call her that.Fuck, I'm crazy about this woman.
“Say that again. I like how it sounds.” Laughing, I drag her off the desk, forcing her arms and legs around me.
“Mmm, do you? Good. You are mywoman, Maia. End of story.” I kiss her soft and sweet before I set her at her feet.
Truth is, I know it’s just thestartof our story.
