"Your house...? Master... I-I don't know if that's such a good idea..." My cheeks flush with embarrassment as the thought of being in his house, surrounded by all his belongings, fills me with nervous anticipation. What would he do to me there? Where would we sleep?

But before I can voice any more concerns, jeppe's hand flies through my hair, yanking my head back roughly and growling, "Shut up and come."

I gulp nervously but manage to force out the words, "Yes... Master." I follow him meekly, my heart racing with anticipation of what might happen when we get to his house. As we walk, my fingers trail along the smooth leather of his jacket, unable to resist the urge to touch and feel this piece of him that's always so close yet feels so far away from me right now.

"Nine..." Her breath came faster now, her body growing hotter with anticipation. "Ten... Eleven..." She reached the last condom and tossed it aside, a satisfied smile on her face as she looked up at him through her lashes. "Looks like you're all set for the night, coach," she purred, crawling back onto the couch and straddling his lap once more. "But don't forget... there's always room for more."

"You're so full of it, coach... but I'm not complaining," she whispered in his ear before leaning forward to capture one of his nipples between her teeth. Her tongue flicked out, teasing the sensitive flesh as she began to suck greedily. With her other hand, she reached down and stroked him through his pants, already feeling him growing hard again beneath her touch. "I could keep going all night long... if you want me to."