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“Keep going,” she urges, and JD picks up the pace, thrusting in and out of her with a steady rhythm. It’s not long before Emma is moaning in pleasure, her body sandwiched between mine and JD’s as we both take her.
“Fuck, this feels incredible,” I admit, gritting my teeth as I feel myself nearing the edge. The combination of Emma’s tightness and the sight of JD pounding into her from behind is almost too much to handle.
I can feel him through that thin wall and it’s like double the sensations.
“Me too,” Emma gasps, her voice strained with ecstasy. “I’m so close, guys.”
“Let’s do it together,” JD suggests, speeding up his movements even more. I match his pace, our bodies slapping against Emma’s as she cries out in pleasure once again.
“Fuck!” she screams, her body seizing up around both of us. The sensation pushes me over the edge, and I release inside her with a guttural groan. Beside me, I can hear JD doing the same, his breath hitching as he finishes in Emma’s ass.
As we all come down from the high, the room is filled with heavy breathing and satisfied sighs. Emma looks absolutely wrecked, but there’s a blissful smile on her face that makes my chest swell with pride.
“Wow,” she murmurs, grinning at both JD and me. “That was… unbelievable.”
“Agreed,” JD says, pulling out of her gently and flopping down beside us on the bed.
“Definitely a first for me,” I confess, feeling a little sheepish. “But I fucking loved it.”
“Me too,” she whispers, leaning over to plant a soft kiss on my lips before doing the same to JD. “You guys are amazing.”
JD reaches out to play with Emma’s hair, twirling the strands around his fingers.
“Hey, you think Alec’s gonna be pissed when he finds out what he missed?” JD asks, an impish grin on his face.
“Probably,” I admit, chuckling at the thought. “But we can’t help it if he wasn’t here, right?”
“True,” JD agrees, nodding sagely. “I missed out last time.”
“We will just have to do it again, with him,” Emma says.
Fuck yes, we will. I want this for the rest of my life.
Chapter 37
I walk into Coach’s office, taking note of the familiar scent of leather and coffee. The room is dimly lit, only a small lamp on his desk casting a warm glow over the various papers and photos scattered about.
“Ah, Alec,” Coach says, looking up from a stack of papers with a straight face. “Have a seat, let’s talk about your progress.”
I slide into the chair across from him, feeling both excited and nervous to be discussing my growth as a player. I can’t help but wonder if he has noticed everything I’ve done.
“So, how are things going for you?” Coach asks, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms.
“Great, actually,” I respond, trying to sound confident while still allowing myself to be honest. “I’ve been working hard, and I think it’s paying off.”
“Good to hear,” Coach says with a nod. “You know, I’ve been impressed with the lack of incidents coming from you lately. You’ve been keeping your head down and focusing on what’s important.”
“Thanks, Coach,” I say, unable to hide the pride in my voice. “I’ve been doing my best.”
“Keep it up. I don’t want any more scandals,” he says. “Now, anything else you’d like to discuss?”
“Actually, yeah,” I say, remembering Emma’s upcoming performance. “My girlfriend is performing in the school’s Spring Showcase tomorrow, and I thought you might like to come. It should be a great show.”
I want to use this as an opportunity to impress him.
Coach raises an eyebrow, clearly surprised by my invitation. “Sure. I’ll come.”
“Great,” I reply, smiling. “I’ll make sure to save you a seat.”
