professor amick

bonus chapter 4 - football practice

Training was tough today. We were out on the field, running drills, tackling, and doing sprint after sprint. It felt like we were constantly on the edge of exhaustion, but Coach Amick kept us going.

I was drenched in sweat by now, my muscles screaming with each sprint and tackle. The air was thick with the scent of freshly cut grass and the distant cheers of teammates pushing each other to their limits. Every play was sharp and on-point, showing just how much effort and dedication we'd all put in.

When the final whistle blew and practice was over, I felt wiped out. I jogged off the field, my breath heavy but steady. The locker room was my next stop, a place where I could finally catch my breath and cool down. I was looking forward to the peace and quiet, knowing I'd given my all.

When I entered the locker room, I found a quiet spot by my locker. I leaned against it, trying to relax as I pulled off my cleats. The cool metal of the locker felt refreshing against my back, and I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the adrenaline drain away. I waited for everyone else to leave, wanting the shower to myself.

When everyone was gone, I was finally ready for my shower. Just as I started to head towards the showers, the door creaked open. I looked up to see Professor Amick walking in. She looked perfect, and I couldn't help but eye her body up and down, admiring every curve and muscle.

"You really pushed yourself today," she said, her voice carrying something more intimate. Her fingers brushed a damp strand of hair from my forehead, sending a shiver through me.

"Thanks," I whispered, catching my breath, my heart pounding from the workout and her proximity. "I wanted to show you how hard I'm working. Every time I push myself, it's for you. I want you to see how much I'm willing to give, how much I want to impress you."

The professional boundaries between us seemed to dissolve in the quiet of the locker room. Our eyes locked, and the tension between us grew undeniable. I took a step closer, and she did too, until we were inches apart.

In an instant, she pushed me gently but firmly against the wall. I gasped as my back hit the cool surface. Her hands gripped my hips with a fierce urgency, her eyes blazing with desire. Then she kissed me, and it wasn't just a kiss—it was intense, desperate. Her lips were soft but insistent, and I responded with equal fervor, feeling my heart race.

Amick finally broke the kiss just enough to look into my eyes. "You worked so hard today," she said, her voice thick with seduction. "How about I give you a reward?"

Her words sent a thrill through me."I need you." I said and Amick's eyes were filled with a fierce longing. "Let's go to the showers," she said, her voice a low, throaty whisper.

Amick's hands were gentle. She started helping me out of my clothes, her fingers removing my shirt, then my sports bra. When she got to my underwear, her touch became more urgent. She slipped her fingers under the waistband, making me shiver as she eased my underwear off. Her fingers lingered, teasing slightly before finally removing the fabric. Her touch was thrilling, leaving a trail of warmth behind.

Once I was naked, I reached out to help her with her clothes. I gently slid my hands under the waistband of her underwear, feeling the softness of the fabric as I slowly pulled it down. My fingers brushed her skin, and I could feel the heat of her body, which only heightened the intimacy of the moment.

As we kissed again, the water mixed with our heated embrace, making every touch even more electric. Her hands moved over my body with urgency, and our kisses turned into a wild, tangled mess of lips and tongues.

Coach Amick gently guided her hand between my thighs, her touch was delicate. She moved with care, her fingers slipped inside, exploring me with a softness that made every sensation feel gentle and comforting.

"Just relax and trust me," she whispered, her voice soothing and warm. "I'm here to make sure you feel good." and before I knew I was trembling on my feet as I came all over her fingers.

Feeling the heat between us, I wanted to give back. I moved closer and gently pressed her against the cool tiles of the shower. I positioned myself to reach between her legs, my fingers tracing her sensitive skin with slow, deliberate touches. I started with light caresses, then gradually pressed firmer, paying close attention to her reactions.

When I began thrusting my fingers inside her, I did so with a steady rhythm, sliding them in and out with a mix of gentleness and intensity. Each thrust was building up the pleasure. I adjusted the depth and speed based on her responses, making sure to find the perfect balance that drove her wild.

Adding my tongue into the mix, I let its warmth and wetness enhance the experience. I licked her sensitive spots, moving in rhythm with my fingers. My tongue teased and circled, while my fingers continued their steady thrusts.

She moaned louder, her body trembling with each touch and thrust. "That's amazing," she breathed out, her voice filled with need. "But this was supposed to be your reward."

I looked up, catching her eye. "I'm glad," I said softly, my voice just above a whisper. "Seeing you come under my touch is a reward itself."

Her gaze was intense, full of desire. "Don't stop," she urged, her voice barely audible. "Keep going, you're making me come."

As her climax approached, her body tensed, and her release was sudden and powerful. Her inner walls tightened around my fingers, her body shuddered and her release came on my fingers and tongue. I continued to move with her rhythm, gently coaxing her through the aftershocks of her climax.

After a moment, I looked up, and our eyes met. I leaned in for a final, tender kiss, our lips brushing softly against each other. It was a sweet, lingering kiss that expressed everything words couldn't.

With her breathing starting to steady, I leaned in and gave her a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues danced together, the kiss full of the heat and intensity of our shared experience. The connection between us felt electric and all-encompassing.

After we broke the kiss, we grabbed towels from a nearby rack, quickly drying ourselves off. We dressed in fresh underwear and clean clothes, the cool fabric feeling comforting against our still-warm skin.

As we finished getting dressed, Amick looked at me with a smile, her eyes still filled with affection. "We should head home and get a real shower," she suggested, her voice soft and playful. "I think we both need to clean up properly after that."

I nodded, returning her smile. "Sounds perfect."

We gathered our things and left the shower area, heading to her car. When we arrived at her place, we stepped inside, shedding our clothes and heading to the bathroom. We turned on the shower and stepped under the spray, the warm water flowing over us once again.

With a relaxed, intimate air between us, we began to wash each other with soap. I lathered her body with slow, sensual strokes, my hands lingering over her curves. She responded in kind, her touch gentle yet teasing as she explored my skin.

Amick leaned in, her lips brushing against my ear. "I can't wait to explore every inch of you again," she whispered, her voice dripping with seduction. "You'll be counting down the days."

I shivered at her touch, my voice low and filled with desire. "I'll be ready," I murmured back. "And I'll be dreaming of every moment until then."

I took my time savoring every last moment with her. The warm water still trickled down our bodies as I leaned in, pressing my lips against hers in a tender kiss.
My fingers caressed her face, brushing her hair back, while she responded by pulling me closer, her hands exploring my back.

Eventually, our kiss broke, but we held each other's gaze. Amick traced a gentle finger along my jawline, her eyes locked onto mine. "I could get used to this," she murmured, her voice low.

I smiled. "I think we both could," I replied, my voice filled with excitement. "Especially if this becomes a regular thing."

She gave me a playful, knowing smile. "Oh, it definitely will," she said softly. "I plan to make every moment after practice just as unforgettable."

With a final, lingering touch, I began to gather my things. As I prepared to leave, Amick took my hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Promise me you'll think about this tonight," she said. I looked back at her, "I'll be thinking about it every moment," I said.