Coach Me..

I pull my long brown hair into a puffy bun but as I look into the mirror and see many strains of hair sticking out. I let out a queit grunt of annoyance but carful not to wake him. I then gather my hair in my hands once again and see my attempt of a 'bun'. As pieces of hair fall to frame my face I let my frusting hair be and head to the place in room I was previously at.

As I see him sitting there I thought... Peaceful, currently he was in sitting position on the couch.He looked cosy, maybe its the the navy blue over sized sweater his wearing. His hair was still done to the touch , it was styled into quiff that made his dark black hair sexier. His eyes began to flicker then looked to the left. Once his eyes met mine they looked heavy but so awake as they pulled into mine. He then gathered himself to stand and started to look at the ground like if it was talking. He was so shy and he usually is the one to make my shy side come out. Maybe I can make the best of this.

I walk towards him and snake my hand around his neck. I use my free hand to cup his cheek and use my thump to run it over his bottom lip. His breathing hitches, and I could see his eyes widen.

"H-How do you do t-that?" I was taken back by his question but spoke anyways.

"Do what?" he then used his hands to gripped my hips and pulls me down the couch. I then move my hands away from his neck missing the warmth.

" You do the smallest things and make me want you.. " he trails off, I think he was a little taken back by his own words. I let a small smile creep on my lips.

" So if I do this" I lean in and he closes his eyes as if for a kiss...that didnt come. I lay my forehead on his and swiftly move to kiss his cheek, them to his jaw line and move towards his neck. I pull back and continue my words." Oh and what if I do this" I put my hands on his chest and push him slightly to make him in laying position on the couch. He is now staring at the ceiling and breathing through his mouth louder then he was expecting.

It made me smile that he was so out of breath and my lips haven't even touch his yet. I climp on top on him making my shorts pull up even more. I support my body with both hands on each side of his head. He then realize my movements and puts his hands around my waist.

" Y-yes like that" he stutters making me want him more.

Savannah control, my conscience reminds me.

I then tease him once more and lean in and brush my lips against his. He clears his throat to say something.

"Fuck... Kiss me.. Anna" he says softly I can't help but blush that he calls me Anna. No one calls me that.

I push off the thoughts and stare into his brown eyes. His eyes locked on mine before looking at my lips that tempted me more.

Ok I won't make him suffer.

I sway my body up and down, he lets a moan escape his lips.

"Your making me beg savannah, your supposed to be my coach and- " I don't let him finish as I kissed him softly but before I knew it we were deep in the kiss, he hands now going under the back of my button up shirt.

His legs were in between mine. His hands now grabbing the back of my thighs pulling me closer. He slides his tongue against my top lip, asking for entrance. The thin air in the room hits my chest then my stomch as Scott unbttom my shirt, one by one.

I am one hell of a coach. I pull away before my shirt if off, I then see Scott's 'friend' exited. I let out a small laugh

" See you at school, this was fun, but I rather not do it again" I button up my shirt and walk out the door.

I cant...do this....and I know what will happen if I keep going through...this.

The official first chapter is after this one!!! enjoy.