Coaching His Babygirl by Rory Reynolds

Chapter Eighteen

Cooper

I wrapMel up in my arms, loving the feel of her gentle weight against me. She dozes in my arms while I happily hold her close. I’m so glad that she’s forgiven me and is where she belongs—with me. I’ve never been so happy as the moment she said, ‘I love you.’ She bravely gave me a second chance—gave us a second chance.

I honestly don’t know how I could’ve gone on without her. Just a week apart and my world was dark and dreary. I need her too damn much. I press a kiss to the top of her head and feel her smile against my chest.

“Welcome back, babygirl,” I murmur.

She giggles breathlessly. “I think you killed me there for a minute.”

“What a way to go though.”

“Mmm…” she murmurs, snuggling in closer.

“Let’s get cleaned up before you pass out on me,” I say.

“Or we could just lay here forever…”

“Nope, shower first, then snuggles,” I say, giving her bottom a firm pat.

Mel groans her displeasure. “Do we have to? I’m comfy.”

I roll us until she’s underneath me and I’m fitted between her legs again. I lean in and kiss her deeply. She instantly responds, kissing me passionately. Our tongues slick together in a dance as old as time. I gently cup her face in my hands, turning the kiss slow and sweet. Mel’s arms wrap around me, holding me to her. We are connected in the most basic of ways. It feels like our hearts are one in this moment.

My cock hardens between us and she gasps. I slowly slide inside her, making love to her in a slow, steady pace. The lust that was guiding us before has smoldered down into something softer, sweeter. Our lips never part as I thrust into her. She wraps her legs around me, her hips moving at my pace.

She gasps and moans into my lips while her pussy clenches down on me. Her orgasm is coming on fast, and I’m not going to be far behind her. She pulls away from my lips and looks at me with love in those blue-gray eyes of hers. Her hand cups my cheek as she tells me how much she loves me.

Her lips part in a moan as her eyes fall closed for a moment before popping open again like she doesn’t want to miss a moment of this. I lean in and nuzzle against her, kissing her gently.

“I’m going to come,” she gasps. “Oh God, Cooper…”

“Come, babygirl.”

And she does with a breathless moan and the words ‘I love you’ falling from her lips again.

“I love you, too,” I groan as I’m overcome with my own release.

We lay connected, both breathless. I nuzzle against her nose to nose, then press kisses to both her cheeks, her eyelids, her forehead… I kiss her everywhere in thanks for being my girl. Showing her how much I care with every little peck of my lips.

“How is it always so wonderful?” she asks.

“It’s because it’s us, kitten. We’re perfect together.”

She smiles brightly at me and hugs me close. “We really are.”

“Now, let’s get cleaned up. I need to feed my girl.”

“But it’s so nice here like this,” she says, hugging me tight. Her stomach picks that moment to rumble, proving my point. Her cheeks turn pink from embarrassment. “Maybe I’m a little hungry.”

I pull her up from the bed and lead her to the bathroom. We take a quick shower then head into the kitchen to see what I can pull together for dinner. I end up making salmon and steamed veggies, nothing fancy.

“It’s definitely not as good as Teddy’s.”

“It’s perfect,” she says with a smile.

After we eat, we crawl back into bed. Mel lets out a little sigh of contentment as she snuggles in against me. I kiss the top of her head and run my fingertips up and down her back, soothing her.

“Mmm… that feels good.”

I smirk, recognizing the neediness in her tone, but knowing she’s worn out. “Sleep, sweet girl.”

Within minutes she’s softly snoring against my chest. It’s adorable and makes my heart sing at the trusting way she falls asleep in my arms. Shortly after, I fall asleep too.

* * *

I wakeup alone in bed and grumpy at my girl not being in my arms still. I pull on a pair of sweatpants and go in search of my love. I find her in the kitchen dancing around in one of my t-shirts while she cooks something on the stove. I don’t even try to hold back my smile at the sight of her so carefree and happy in my home. I could wake up to her every day and never get tired of it.

I take a seat at the breakfast bar and watch her as she moves around my kitchen, completely oblivious to being watched. She shakes her ass to whatever song she’s got in her head and my cock twitches in my pants at the sight. I let out a soundless groan when she reaches into the upper cupboard to retrieve plates. My shirt lifts showing the lower curves of her butt cheeks, giving me a peek at what’s mine.

She turns and jumps at seeing me sitting here.

“Oh my God! You scared me,” she blurts.

“Sorry, kitten. I was just enjoying the view.”

Her cheeks turn a fetching shade of pink. “I made breakfast. I was going to bring it to you in bed.” Her lips turn down in a pout like she’s upset that I ruined her plans.

I stalk across the room to her and pull her against my chest. “You didn’t have to do that, babygirl.”

Her arms wrap around me, and she rests her head over my heart. “I know, I wanted to. It’s just pancakes.”

With a finger under her chin, I tip her face up to mine and kiss her gently. Just that gentle touch of lips is enough to have my cock hard in my pants. I run my hand down her back until I’m cupping one bare butt cheek, pulling her against me so she can feel my hard length. She lets out a little moan of appreciation and wiggles against me, letting me know she’s ready and willing.

I deepen the kiss, tangling my tongue with hers hungrily. She easily submits to my ministrations, dancing her tongue along with mine until we are both breathless. Somehow I manage to gain a modicum of control and pull away from her sexy body.

“Breakfast,” I growl, gripping her ass again.

She gives me a hungry look, but I know it’s not pancakes she wants. Too bad, my babygirl made pancakes, and I’m eating them… then I’m eating her for dessert.

* * *

“I don’t wantthe weekend to be over,” Mel sighs as she towel dries her hair.

I pull her closer against my side and kiss the top of her head. “Just because the weekend is over doesn’t mean anything is changing.”

“I know that. I just hate that our little bubble is being popped by reality.”

I let out a low growl because, as far as I’m concerned, this weekend is our new reality. Her and I spending every moment together. That’s all that I want from now until forever. I just need to convince her of that. I cross the room, closing the distance between us. Using the front of her robe, I pull her into me. Cupping her cheek, I make sure she’s looking at me so she will see the seriousness of my words.

“This is our new reality, babygirl. You and me, there’s nothing else.”

She gives me a bright smile and leans up to kiss me, balancing on tiptoe. “I love you, Cooper Crane.

“And I love you, Melinda Young.”

She lets out a little giggle and goes back to getting ready for work. I’m already dressed and ready so I head to the kitchen to fix coffee for my girl. Twenty minutes later, she comes bustling out of her room dressed in a knee-length skirt with a shirt that fits her like a second skin. I’ve never seen her dress this way for work before, and I grin knowing that she’s dressing this way because she’s starting to feel more confident in herself.

“You look amazing, kitten,” I say, kissing her lips tenderly.

“Thanks, daddy,” she says with a blush.

I hand her a cup of coffee and she gives me a thankful smile before taking a sip. “Mmm… perfect, thanks.”

“You’re welcome. I wouldn’t dare let you out in public without a little caffeine in your system,” I tease. “The students wouldn’t survive it.”

She laughs. “I’m a perfect ray of sunshine without caffeine, thankyouverymuch.”

It’s my turn to laugh because she is definitely grumpy without that first cup of coffee. Something I learned the first night she slept over at my place. I’m not a coffee drinker and I thought she would cry when she learned that I don’t have a coffee pot. Something I rectified right away. I’ll always do whatever it takes to make my girl happy.

She quickly downs her coffee, then rinses out her mug.

“Ready?” I ask.

Mel gives me a little pout. “Would it change anything if I said no?”

I throw back my head and laugh, then pull her into my arms. “No, it won’t change anything, but it will get you a kiss.”

“Then, no. No, I’m not at all ready.”

She tips her head back and closes her eyes, ready for the promised kiss. I dare not disappoint her, pressing my lips to hers in a heated kiss. I pull away and she lets out a little kitten-like growl, then tugs me back into her lips for another kiss. A kiss that quickly gets out of control when her hands wander down my chest to the front of my pants. She rubs her hand against my cock, making me hard. I grip her wrist and pull her hand away.

“Naughty girl.”

She gives me a sultry look, not in the least bit repentant. “Always for you,” she smirks.

“Going to work with a hard-on isn’t exactly at the top of my list of things to do today.”

She shrugs. “It’s only fair considering my panties are going to be wet all day thinking about you.”

I growl and tug her against me for another kiss. This time it’s my hands that are trailing over her, dipping down and raising her skirt until my fingers slide under her panties. She’s already wet and ready for me just like she said. I look at the clock and see that we have a few minutes… definitely not long enough to do all the things I want to do with her, but long enough to give us both what we need.

I quickly turn her, pushing her front against the counter. I pin her there with my big body, grinding my cock against her ass. “Is this what you wanted? A dirty fuck before school like a bad girl?”

“Yes, daddy!” she cries out, pressing back against my cock.

I tug her skirt up above her ass and pull her panties aside as I free my cock from my pants. I slick my fingers through her lips, making sure she’s good and soaked for me. “Dirty, dirty girl, all horny and wet for me.”

“Always,” she moans, thrusting her ass back into my touch.

Without preamble, I line my cock up with her entrance and thrust inside her wet heat.

“Fuck, babygirl. You’re so fucking tight.”

She gasps and moans as I ride her hard. Fucking into her tight sheath, making it so she’ll feel me long after I’m done.

“Harder,” she moans. “Fuck me, daddy.”

With a punishing grip on her hips, I do as she says and fuck her like a man possessed. And I am possessed. Possessed by this little girl who has stolen my heart and soul. I reach around and pinch her nipple over her clothes, playing with the tight bud like it’s my new favorite toy. Mel squeals at the sharp pain, but her hips press back into me telling me she loves how I’m owning her body.

Her pussy clenches down hard, the sounds of our sex fill the room around us. She’s so wet that I glide in and out without any resistance. Every stroke leading us both to completion. I release her nipple and encircle her throat in my hand, leaning over her body until my lips are poised at her ear.

“Come for me, kitten.”

She gasps and lets out a low moan as her pussy clamps down on my aching cock. She shudders and shakes, her orgasm washing over her on a sharp cry of my name.

“That’s a good girl,” I growl. “Gonna come deep inside this little pussy. Leave you messy all day.”

She groans at my dirty words. “Yes, daddy. Fill me up… please.” She begs so prettily for my come, and there’s no holding back anymore. My balls draw up and my cock throbs inside of her, emptying my come deep inside her just like I promised.

Mel collapses to the countertop, her knees giving way until the only thing holding her up is my firm grip on her hips. I drop a tender kiss to the back of her neck, slowly pulling my cock from her snug pussy. A pearly white trail of my release trickles from her and I groan at the sight. I pull her panties back into place and give her pussy a pat.

She shivers at the tease.

“Sensitive?” I ask.

“Very,” she giggles.

I help her stand and fix her clothes. Her face is flushed, and her eyes are bright. She looks well-fucked. I pull her in for a kiss, then give her sexy ass a firm swat. “We’re going to be late.”

“Best reason to be late ever.”

I laugh. “I doubt Colt will feel the same way when he asks why our classes are unattended.”

She lets out a little giggle. “We better go then.”

The drive to the school is a quick one. I pull Mel in for a deep kiss before climbing out of the truck and circling around to her side. She smiles at me brightly as I help her down then tangle my fingers with hers to walk her into the building. She’s radiating happiness, and I know it’s because our relationship is back on track. I know that because I feel the same happiness pouring from my heart.

I’m so distracted by Mel that I don’t notice Darlene until she practically pounces on Mel. She looks from me to Mel, then down to our linked hands and lets out a happy squeal. I shake my head with a smile at her antics. I’m glad she’s happy for us. I know that Mel doesn’t have many friends and Darlene is the perfect friend for her.

I drop a kiss to the top of Mel’s head. “I’ll see you later, kitten. Be a good girl.”

She smiles up at me shyly and nods her head. Barely a second passes before Darlene is dragging her away from me. I watch as her ass twitches under her sexy skirt as she walks away. My cock already hard even though I just had her less than thirty minutes ago. I’ll never get enough of her.