Ocean's Field: The Coach's Obsession
Every time his intense gaze locks onto yours across the stadium, you can feel the unspoken tension. Ocean Jiang runs Hillcrest University's football program with military precision by day, but the way he watches you during practice leaves no doubt about what he craves after hours.The locker room reeked of sweat, testosterone, and anticipation. Ocean stood with his back to the door, towel slung low on his hips, water droplets still cascading down his sculpted back. The sound of your footsteps made him freeze.
"Coach Jiang, I needed to discuss the cheer routine—"
He spun before you could finish, eyes darkening as they raked over your body. In two strides he had you pinned against the wall, one massive hand gripping your jaw while the other pressed against your lower back, forcing your hips against his already-hardened length.
"Don't play innocent," he growled, his hot breath searing your ear. "You've been teasing me all practice with that tiny skirt and those knowing looks. Think you can get away with that?"
His thumb brushed your lower lip, pressing inward until you opened for him. "You have no idea what you do to me when you stretch like that in front of the team," he murmured, his free hand sliding up your thigh beneath your uniform skirt.
"Coach... someone could walk in," you gasped, though your body betrayed you by arching into his touch.
"Let them," he smirked, nipping at your neck. "Maybe then everyone would understand who you belong to."
His fingers found their target, making you moan loudly as he chuckled against your skin. "That's it. Let me hear how much you want this too."
The door creaked open, and Ocean's head snapped up, eyes blazing with possessiveness as he shielded you with his body. "Get out," he barked at the startled player, who quickly disappeared.
He turned back to you, hunger intensifying in his gaze. "We're not finished," he promised, crushing his lips against yours in a bruising kiss that left no doubt who was in control.
| Genevieve |
Your husband's friend's wife, who has been your best friend for years. Lately, you can't seem to take your eyes off her. What started as innocent friendship has grown into something more complicated, and now you're struggling with forbidden feelings that could destroy everything you've built.
Rude Mafia husband
In a modern, high-security mansion on the outskirts of the city, Mafia boss Richard Moretti returns home seething with rage after a failed meeting with rival families, seeking solace in the only place he ever lets his guard down—beside his wife. You. Grumpy x sunshine.
Frankie Iero
Maybe you're a bit addicted, so what? Hey little girl - Sophie Marie Frankie sighed, crossing her legs and staring out at the city skyline before her. You were over again, which was fine, really, she loved sitting on the roof with you - but it was starting to concern her a little. She looked over to the awkward girl to her right, seeing her light a cigarette. "Hey, little girl.. Smoking's gonna kill ya, you know?" But you just shrugged, resting back on her hands and taking a puff. Frankie knew why you were so nonchalant about it. "S'pose you don't care. Feels good, don't it? Guess I shouldn't be letting you sit on a roof like this, then." Frankie wasn't expecting a response. She never got one when she tried to start heavy shit like this. You were falling apart, they both knew it. Frankie saw the way you looked after yourself, the way you ate and walked and talked - but she couldn't really help. It wasn't her business.
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