My eyes opened slowly as an alarm was ringing, I didn't recognise this alarm and my brain was fuzzy as I looked around a room I didn't recognise right away. I suddenly remembered last night, I grabbed at my head in frustration. I looked to the side of the bed where Coach should have been laid but it was empty.
I shimmied to the edge of the bed. Just as I raised to my feet the door opened behind me.
"Now there's a view I'd like to wake up to every morning."
I glanced over my shoulder, Coach filled the doorframe, in his hand a plate stacked with food.
" I might just throw this out and have you for breakfast."
I laughed at how cheesy he was, I'm glad he hasn't lost his ability to joke. I became very aware of my nudity all of a sudden. I grabbed the cover from the bed and wrapped it around my waist.
"Aww I was enjoying the view, I could've had cake for breakfast." He bit his lips as his eyes focused on my ass.
"Cake? Why would you have cake for bre....oh.." my cheeks flashed red. I'm so dumb sometimes.
He placed the plate of food on the desk and made his way over to me, he placed his hand on my hips as he kissed me on my neck.
"I'm sorry about last night. I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I know it was dumb to even mention it. Let's just enjoy the next few days."
He plastered on a fake smile as he kissed me on my temple.
"Come on, let's eat." He moved over to the desk and sat on the chair, he waved me over. I looked him up and down, there was only one chair where did he expect me to sit?
He patted on his leg like he was instructing a dog and just as fast he confirmed it.
"Come on, who's a good boy?" He laughed.
"Oh I'm a dog am I?" I crossed my arms, and raised a single eyebrow.
"I'm joking....unless.. you want tummy rubs?" He laughed.
I scoffed and walked over to him and sat on his lap.
He grabbed a sandwich from the plate and brought it to my mouth, his stubbled chin pressing against my back as he fed me.
I helped return the favour, making sure he had a chance to eat some of the foods he'd picked this time. His hand rested on my bare thigh as I fed him.
"You've got some crumbs on your lips." I pointed to my lip to show him where.
"Get it for me?" He pushed his lip out slightly.
Did he expect me to wipe it with my thumb like he had the crumbs from my lips before?
I leant in, my lips open slightly as I sucked gently on his bottom lip.
He closed his eyes and let out a sigh.
"We've got to leave soon, why would you put me in the mood. Such a tease!"
I grabbed his arm and raised it to check the time on his watch.
"We've got like fifty minutes!"
"Yeah and you still need to get ready and get dressed." He replied.
"You're right... so let's kill two birds with one stone in the shower, then I can run across to my room to get dressed."
I'm sure I felt his body react beneath me before he answered.
"It's so hot when you're this forward!" He kissed me before practically throwing me to my legs, the sheet wrapped around my waist came undone but it didn't matter. Coach removed his clothes with such speed I felt like I had just blinked and he was naked. Naked and fully erect.
We ran to the bathroom, grabbing protection on the way.
We had fast, passionate sex beneath the heavy flow of water.
As we exited the bathroom I once again grabbed his arm to check the time.
"See, we've got seventeen minutes left." I declared proudly.
Coach wrapped a towel around my waist and led me to the door.
"Don't let anyone see you. You're for my eyes only." He winked playfully as he opened the door.
I checked left and right, the coast was clear, I ran as quickly as I could towards my room. As I turned the corner I felt a sharp pain in my face as I collided with something, as my eyes blinked back into focus I was confronted with Adam.
He stood smiling while rubbing his nose.
"Fancy seeing you here." He looked me up and down.
I clutched at the towel around my waist and could feel my room key digging into my palm as my hand clenched into a fist.
I stepped to the side trying to ignore him, my teeth grinding in anger.
"Woah, what's wrong with you?" He sounded angry. Irritated.
This incensed me further.
"Are you kidding? After the way you acted last night?" I barked, shocking myself at just how angry I was.
He shrugged.
"I was drunk....I don't remember." He didn't seem to care either.
My body was getting hotter as the rage built up inside. He didn't seem interested in apologising, as if not remembering would get him off the hook.
I grunted and went to walk away, my shoulder connecting with his.
His hand shot out, grabbing the back of the towel, pulling it away from me as it unravelled.
I saw red.
I turned and swung my fist, tears in my eyes.
My hand stopped with a crack as it landed.
Coach's strong hand held my fist firmly in its grasp.
"Come on, he's not worth it." Coach wrapped the towel back around my waist and pushed Adam against the wall as he stepped by him.
Coach shot him a look that would have scared most people, and it worked. Adam didn't say anything, he just turned and walked away.
We entered my hotel room and I slumped down on the bed.
"I'm sorry you saw that." I hung my head in shame.
Coach cupped my chin as he raised my eyes to meet his.
"Hey, don't worry about it. I've thought about punching him in his smug face a few times." He smiled, but that didn't make me feel any better.
He ruffled my hair and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.
"Let's get you dressed."
He took my hands and pulled me gently to my feet, I felt like all of my energy had just gone. He came came up behind me and pushed me towards the drawers, laughing at how limp I'd become.
"Come on, cheer up! We've got a full day of adventure together!"
He pulled open the drawers and rummaged around pulling out a pair of white boxers, he held them against me and bit his lip playfully.
"I like it when you're naked but I bet you'd look so hot in these."
I laughed, he is such a flirt but he really knew how to make me smile.
"Can I?" He asked as he looked down, his fingers hovering over the towel.
I nodded in agreement.
His finger hooked between the towel and my skin, he pulled swiftly sending the towel crashing to the ground.
He knelt down as he lifted my leg sliding the boxers over my foot, my hands resting on his broad shoulders to steady myself. He again lifted my other leg and guided it into the leg hole.
As he slid the boxers up my legs he followed them with kisses, he carried on passed my bulge, going up my stomach before reaching my lips.
His eyes closed as he breathed a deep sigh of frustration, he pulled away and went back to the drawer of clothes. I slowly crept up behind him, my arms placed around his waist as I leant my face against his back.
I could hear his heart beating firmly, the warm scent of his cologne flooded my nostrils. I just wanted to get back into bed and spend the day curled up with him.
"Got it." He turned around with an outfit worth of clothes in his hands.
"You're gonna look so hot, I'll be fighting people off of you!"
"What if I don't want you to fight them off...." I tried to force myself to cheer up.
He thought for a second.
"Sorry. If they come near you, I'm fighting." He raised his hands and pretend to box, the serious look on his face didn't match his dumb behaviour.
He smiled at me cheekily.
"Come on, we don't have long..or do I have to dress you?"
He got that evil look in his eyes again.
He pushed me gently on the bed and started wrestling my skinny jeans over my legs.
"They look good but damn. Couldn't you get jeans that are easier to put on?" He grunted as he forced them up to my waist, I couldn't help but laugh at him.
He climbed on top of me, sat at the top of my legs, he lifted me so I was sat up.
"Lift your arms up."
"Yes sir!" I saluted before raising my arms to the ceiling.
He pulled my T-shirt over my head and as my head popped out of the neck hole he stole a lingering kiss.
"Ok you can do the rest yourself." He chuckled as he threw himself from on top of me, he sat on the bed watching me as I pulled on my socks and jumper.
"Got everything?" He quizzed. I checked my pockets and nodded.
"Will I need a bag?" I lifted my rucksack.
He shrugged.
"I don't think so, I've got mine with some snacks and stuff." He really was prepared to take care of me.
I reached in and pulled out the chocolate covered liquorice bars and threw them to him.
"I thought you didn't like them?" His voice tinged with confusion.
"I didn't like you at first, now look at us." I smirked.
He stood up as quickly as he could and marched over to me, he looked down at me and I'd never felt so small against his towering frame. I gulped hard.
"You didn't like me huh?" His face contorted with anger, and just like that he started to laugh.
"You're so mean, I wanted you from the moment I saw you. How could you not like me? I'm loveable!"
"You're an acquired taste I guess." I teased playfully.
"Oh well if you don't like me you won't want any more kisses then I guess."
He went to turn away, I grabbed the waistband of his jeans.
"Woah, let's not act crazy now. I never said I wouldn't want anymore kisses!"
I couldn't believe he had wrapped me around his little finger, I felt like a teenager with their first crush.
He sniggered and grabbed my hand, we made our way out of the room grabbing my coat as I slipped out of the door.
