Warning, Warning: This story contains extreme CNC(consensual non consent). Each characters are of age and are willing partners in the act commited. If it's triggering for you, you're free to skip. Thank you.
Shayla's Pov
I was supposed to be with my team practicing, giving orders and putting things in place for our next game but I wasn't.
Coach jerked his chin hard towards the bleachers staring pointedly at me. I knew that look of his, he was angry and pissed off.
Maybe because I was humping Gerald's crotch on the field, his hands spreading my cheeks as we flirted.
I muttered excuses before walking away towards the bleachers, tiny skirt swishing away. I f****d behind the narrow space, hidden from the cheer squad and other students milling about.
He was already there, waiting, f
