Riding My Coach

The affair was the best-kept secret in the box. Bare, after hours, on her own gym floor. Dana Boyd, forty-one, the coach who owns the place and out-lifts every man in it, coming apart the way she lets no one see.

Then I started winning. Eyes turned my way, a bigger box came calling, and the thing that could make my career was the thing that could burn hers down. So she put the coach-wall back up and pushed me out first, for both our sakes.

I went back to a girl my own age. Dana found out.

What she did to me after that, cornering me, claiming me, telling me no one else gets to put anything in me, was the hottest, most possessive thing I have ever lived through. She stopped calling it a mistake. Now she wants something she spent twenty years training herself never to want.

A fully explicit erotic romance novella.

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