boom - M. BACHIRA

Chapter 6

Bachira

I smiled when I saw her walking towards me in her work out clothes, I couldn't help but check her out.

I have never looked at a woman like I wanted to devour her but Goddamn she looked fucking good.

The best part? She had no clue how gorgeous she was, how she sucks everyone in. She's got this whole innocent, sweet thing going on with a body made for filthy acts on any available surface.

I didn't think I was a jealous man but seeing her with Chigiri brought out the little green monster that hasn't left my side. I needed her to be mines, fuck being friends.

That's why I talked to coach about how to go about dating a faculty member and told management that I would be pursuing an employee; they were surprisingly good with it.

"Hey." Her response brought me back to reality and I prayed my eyes didn't give away the fact that I wanted her moaning my name.

She gave me a smile and I returned it in kind.

"Hey, sooooo what would you like to learn today?" I asked and she shrugged.

"What are you good at other than dribbling?" She asked and I smirked.

"Everything. Want me to show you?" There was an underlying message beneath my words and her sharp intake of breath let me know she understood.

"Ye-, yes." She stuttered and I walked closer to her, watching her chest rise and fall.

"Turn around." I murmured and she turned for me, facing the goal. I held her waist, taking satisfaction in the shiver that coursed through her body.

I leaned closer to her ear. "We'll practice shooting today." I said softly and she hummed.

"You're good at this?" She asked breathlessly and I squeezed her waist slightly.

"Among other things, yes." I whispered before letting her go, I caught the moan she tried to smother and I smirked.

I grabbed the ball and crouched in front of her, I held her right ankle and lifted it onto the ball. I raised my head and looked up at her, I almost came in my sweats when I saw the lust on her face.

"I'll be in the goal. Try to make a shot." I told her and she nodded hesitantly.

"The goal?" She asked and I hummed. "You can stop it?"

"I'm very good with my hands." I dragged my hand from her ankle slowly up her calf, I stopped halfway and squeezed. "Show me what you got."

I may be laying it on thick but I no longer cared, I needed this woman like my next breath.

I stood and her eyes followed me before slowly dragging down, I willed my dick to calm down. It didn't help when she paused there before snapping her wide eyes to me.

I mentally told myself to wear sweats more often, her gaze was most definitely appreciative.

I smirked and looked down, noticing her nipples poking through her sports bra. "Give it your best, sweetheart."

"Won't go easy on me?" She teased and I chuckled.

I started walking backwards to the net and kept eye contact. "Only if you ask for it."

For the next hour I continued to tease her and she gave it to me right back. I let her have a few goals because I was a selfish bastard and loved that she threw herself into my arms in a celebratory hug.

After we showered, separately, I met her at the entrance doors so we could get something to eat.

"You look beautiful." I told her and her cheeks turned rosy. It was true, she could be wearing a potato sack and i'd still beg her to ruin me.