Chapter 29

Not that I'm complaining, but that dress isn't what you normally wear." Coach P said as he crossed his arms, and leaned up against the wall.

I looked down at myself and frowned, I like this dress. "That is the second time tonight you insulted my dress?" I shouted out at him while putting my hands on my hips.

He cocked his eyebrow at my tantrum, but didn't respond right away. He stared at me for a moment before pushing himself off the wall and crossing the room to stand inches in front of me. If I barely move forward our noses would graze each other.

My heart stopped as he leaned forward and whispered in my ear, "I didn't say anything was wrong with your dress, it's just not what I usually see you in. If you want my opinion, I love your dress. It makes me want to kiss you and find out what is hiding underneath." He pulled back with a smirk on his face.

It wasn't hard for anyone to see he had just gotten to me. He had gotten to me bad, all I wanted to do was excuse myself, head to his restroom, and hide. But I had to stand my ground. "Coach Patter..."

"Ashlee, please call me Jason. You are not my student anymore; you are now a grown woman." Jason suggested to her.

I searched his eyes for a sign, not exactly sure how to handle the situation. "Jason," I tested it on my tongue and found it pleasing so I continued. "You are right; I was hiding from my dad because I did not want him to see me in this dress. Not only is this dress the last thing he would have approved of, but I would also then have to explain why I'm wearing it.

The fact that I went out to a club to meet boys would not go over very well at all."

"Did you find any?" Jason asked as an odd looked crossed over his face.

I was confused, "Did I find any what?"

"Boys," he spits out, all most like he was angry at me. Oh please don't let him be angry enough to tell dad.

"No, I didn't find any ......." I couldn't get the rest of the sentence out before Jason crushed his lips against mine in a hard punishing kiss.

Jason put one hand in my hair, forcing my lips giving him easier access to my mouth. His other hand wrapped around my waist pulling me in close, crushing my body against his. His kiss was éxótic, filled with passion and desire, strength and power, and yet still gentle. I felt heat creep across my face as I surrendered to the pull of his magnetism. My head felt foggy; I couldn't concentrate, I couldn't think, and all I knew was, I wanted more.

He pulled back; his icy blue eyes had darkened. They now looked like the blue of the deep oceans. "I have wanted to kiss you ever since your first day in my classroom two years ago. I was so jealous watching the boys flirt and try to capture your attention, knowing that I could never touch you. The only relief I got was when you agreed to be my teacher's aid. I looked forward to that hour every day."

I was dumbfounded; I couldn't believe what I just heard. I stood there staring at him my mouth just hanging open like an idiot. Then slowly as my brain started to work again, I smiled and said, "I always liked you too, but I never dreamed that you would ever see me as anything but a student."

He smiled at my declaration, "Took you long enough to say something, I was dying over here."

"Well if you hadn't of kissed me senseless, I might have had enough brainpower to submit a response sooner." I teased him.

Then he kissed me once again, and again I lost all sensibility. I vaguely registered that he had picked me up, carried me into his bedroom, and laid me down on the bed. He lay down beside me and I felt his hands traced my jawline. His thumb gently rubbed my throat back and forth. As his lips explored my mouth, his hands traveled my body. Everywhere they touched, he left behind goosebumps and chills, even though my skin felt it was on fire.

He moved his lips to my neck teasing me with new sensations, and I móaned. What is he doing to me? I don't feel right, but it also feels so good. Then I felt his hand slide from my shoulder to my breast and squeezed. A gasp escaped my mouth and instinctively I arched my back pressing my móund into his hand. I felt him smile against my neck and he peppered me with more feather-soft kisses. I felt like he was taking things to slow and I tried to persuade him to pick up the pace by grinding my pelvis against his.

He chuckled into my ear. It was deep, soothing, and it set my blood on fire, "It is you are fine little one, we have all night. I want your first time to be magical so trust me. I want to please you like no one else ever will." He gave my bóöb a tight squeeze as if promising me.

I don't know how he knew I was a virgín, maybe because he knew my dad so well. Still, his promises sent chills down my spine and caused a tingling sensation between my legs. A deep curve of his lip made my heart stop. All the fear and doubt about what was happening flew away like a dove released from its cage. His hands traveled my body, stopping to explore every inch of my skin. I was captivated by his touch. His fingers felt like a piece of heaven, warm, calming, and protective.

"I think its time for you to take off that dress," Jason whispered in my ear. He helped me into a kneeling position on his bed, then took possession of my lips.

His fingertips glided over my shoulders, my back, and my waist. He did this several times before he grabbed my àss and pulled me into a crushing hug. His embrace was warm. His strong arms seemed very protective when wrapped around my delicate body. The world around me melted away as I squeezed him back, not wanting the moment to end.

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