The pre-game anxiety buzzed with anticipation and the coach moved in close, pushing me back against the locker. He kissed me with a desire I never knew I could unleash and then his lips briefly grazed my neck as he savoured the taste of me. His hands moved hungrily over my body, awakening things I hadn’t felt before. His embrace was consumed with passion and wickedness.
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He stepped closer until our crotches almost touched. His eyes gleamed with desire as he buried his hands in my hair and pressed his lips hungrily against mine, devouring me with a hot, passionate kiss. Every muscle in my body tensed in anticipation as a current of pleasure shot through me. We refused to part, instead tangling our tongues and exploring with a frenzied hunger. Only after the referee shouted “Time!” did we break away, panting and flushed.