Midnight Rain

21.

POV Ava

When I woke up, I reached out to the other side of my bed, but it was empty. Suddenly wide awake, I sat up and looked around my bedroom, but Chiara was nowhere to be found. Just before I stood up to continue looking for her, the door opened, and a sleepy-looking Chiara with two cups in her hand walked in.
"Good morning, babe," she smiled at me while approaching me.
She sat down next to me and handed me one of the cups.
"Coffee in bed huh? I must have done something right," I joked and gave her a little peck on the lips.
"Oh, you definitely did." She smirked at me and took a sip of her coffee.
"For example?" I asked.
"Oh, don't act innocent," she replied.
"I seriously don't know what you're talking about."
"Is that so... then let me refresh your memory?" She took both of the cups and placed them on my nightstand stand. In one swift move, she was straddling me.
"And still, I don't know what you're talking about," I whispered.
"Don't worry, I'll make you remember it." With those words, she started to kiss my neck while her hips were slowly starting to grind against my lap. My hands found their way underneath the oversized T-shirt I borrowed her for the night. Her lips found mine, her tongue sliding over my lower lip, asking for entrance. I was more than willing to give...

After our morning workout, Chiara and I made our way separately to campus so no one would see us together. On the one hand, it bothered me not to walk with her; on the other hand, I knew our situation would be complicated.

My first training went by smoothly. I had difficulty concentrating since I knew I would have to fire my assistant coach today. This will, for sure, not be an easy meeting. I am emailing him to inform him to meet me at my office around 5 pm.
Until then, I'll try to focus on training, but I was interrupted by a message.

Chiara
This class is utterly boring.. I could name a handful of other activities I would rather spend my time on.

Ava
And what kind of activities are you thinking about?

Chiara
Going for a walk .. shopping .. you ..

Ava
Me?

Chiara
You. If I twist my tongue around, I can still taste you.

Quickly, I locked my phone and looked around. But remembered I was alone in my office. Her message messes with my mind. Heat traveling down my body.
I took a deep breath to calm down before typing my answer. But before I could do so, I got another message from her.

Chiara
Forgot how to type? Am I distracting you that much with so few words?
I wish I could see your fluttered face right now.

Ava
I can't deny you affect me

Chiara
Is that so ... what happens if I tell you that all I can think about is kissing you deeply .. running my hands through your hair .. my hips grinding on your tight.

Again, I had to take a deep breath. My body is craving for her already.

Ava
Maybe you should focus on your class...

Chiara
But that's no fun.
Fun is to imagine all the beautiful things I could do to you...

I couldn't take it anymore. I needed her. Now.

Ava
Office. Now.

No reply. I was sitting at my desk, my thoughts clouded with her. I took a Quick Look into my calendar, and there were no appointments till 3 pm. So we have about an hour before I have to go to the gym room. I started to walk up and down in my office to remain calm.

Suddenly, I heard my office door shut and clicked lock. Yet, alone, the thought of her locking my door drove me insane. As I turned around, Chiara was already looking at me, approaching me. On the short way, she had already lost her t-shirt, leaving her in her bra and skirt. I rushed forward, crashing my lips into hers, and couldn't help but let out a small moan. Directing her to my office desk, I could feel her hands finding their way under my shirt, pulling it over my head. She broke the kiss to stare at me. I could hear her breath getting heavier as she quickly turned us around, walking me backward till my desk stopped me. Grabbing on it to get some stability, Chiara again turned me around. Starting to kiss my back, Chiara made her way over my shoulder to my neck until she reached my ear and whispered, "I hope you know how to bend," with a swift move, my front was now hitting my wooden desk. The cold of it gave me unexpected friction. Her hand traveled to my pants, pulling them down. "Spare those pretty legs for me, babe." Without hesitation, I did as I was told, needing her too badly to regain control. One of her hands found its way directly to my clothed middle, giving it light pressure. A moan escaped my throat, but I was quickly silenced by her other hand rushing over my mouth.
"Remember to keep it quiet. We don't want to get caught, do we?" I shook my head.
"Words, babe. Use your words." She was so demanding.
"I'll keep quiet," I replied under a heavy breath.
"Good girl," hearing her call me sent more heat down my body as my hips started to rock against her hand, which was still giving light pressure to my middle.
"So desperate.." she chuckled.
"Pls. Chiara." That was all I could say.
"Begging for my touch already... no worries. Let me take care of you."

Making my way to the gym room, I could feel my legs burning, which gave me a hard time walking.
"Are you okay, Ava?" Patricia, one of my athletes already waiting for me in the gym, asked.
"Yeah, thank you. Just had a tough workout this morning, making my legs arch a bit," I replied calmly, trying not to bush out of embarrassment.
"Oh yeah, that's how I always feel after training with you," her words made me laugh a bit.

After my last training, I made my way back to my office. Seeing the mess Chiara and I made, I cleaned up a bit before my assistant coach came.
I am sitting in my chair, fighting with my hands as I hear a knock on my door.
"Come in."
"Hey, Ava," he walked in.
"Take a seat," I replied coldly.
"What? That serious of a meeting that I have to be seated?" He joked. But with my non-existent reaction, he knew it was a serious meeting.
"Is it still because of that arrogant girl who can't handle it if one tells her what to do?" He said with an amused expression.
"And exactly that working alone is why I need to talk to you." I started.
"It is not about Chiara and her reaction. It's the general thought of how you think you can talk to our athletes," I explained.
"You must be joking?" He started to laugh.
"Sadly, I'm not. I already talked to you about that on Saturday, and your opinion of what it's acceptable to talk to our athletes like that is unacceptable to me. You also made it pretty clear that you won't change your behavior. So sadly, I'll have to let you go," I said. I was wanting to make this meeting as short as possible.
"You what?" He asked in shock.
"I'll let you go from that position. You're fired." I replied calmly.
"Are you fucking kidding me?" He almost screamed at me.
"I'm not. You have till Wednesday to pack all of your stuff. Also, you're banned from this bulging." I explained.
"You fucking bitch! How dare you! All of that because of that spoiled kid. You'll regret your decision!" He stood up and slammed my door shut.
Ok, wow, I expected a lot, but not that. I took a deep breath and calmed myself down. Seeing him react like that made it clear that my decision was correct.
I called the front desk to inform her what happened and that he has been no longer accepted near that building from Wednesday on.
Next, I had to call Mrs. Steinkamp to inform her.
She was surprised but stood behind my decision, telling me to always be proper to my guts. I didn't tell her the whole truth about what exactly happened—leaving out the details that the athlete who was mistreated was Chiara, not wanting her to worry. If Chiara had wanted to tell her what had happened, she would have done it herself. Also, Mrs. Steinkamp told me to get the job offer online as soon as possible.
The thought of having a new assistant coach worried me after I read the last one so much. I hope that this time, I will make the right decision. Before I got lost in thought, I packed my stuff and exited the building. I texted Chiara quickly to ask if she wanted to grab dinner at my place.

Chiara
Only if there'll be dessert.

Ava
No worries. You're on the menu for that.

Chiara
Remind yourself who's in control today.

Ava
Oh, I did. And did you really think that just because I let you handle me in the office means you're in control? Cute.

Chiara
... let's see about that.

Ava
I thought I thought you not to be so bold last night. Or do I have to remind you?

Chiara
Maybe you have to...

Ava
Than better make your way over to me. I'm hungry.

Smiling at my phone, I closed the messaging app and scrolled through Uber Eats. Ending up ordering some Mexican food.