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The end of summer is approaching and today is the start of the school year. It’s always a stressful and exciting time for both students and teachers. Every new school year is unique, whether it’s because you’re a new student or a new teacher. Because you’ve grown and changed so much that you’re not the same person you were before the summer, or because this year is more important than any other. Everyone has his own story.
For Marvyn and Holly, this new school year is going to be a real new challenge. Despite all the efforts, Belford was still not ready to welcome its students back. Sherilyn then made the decision to keep Westbrook co-ed for another year, which meant that Holly would stay as well.
After the universe decided to give them a real chance, the two coaches made the most of the summer to work on it. Marvyn wanted to make things right for once, and they agreed on taking their relationship slowly and seeing where this goes without any pressure.
It hadn’t been easy to figure out a time slot between Marvyn going on vacation with Emma before she leaves to see her mother and Holly going across the country to visit her family for most of the holidays, but they still managed to find time to hang out together.
Their relationship only consisted of having dinner together, walking along the beach hand in hand, spending evenings in front of the tv like an old married couple. There were lots of talking, and also lots of kissing. Yet, they still hadn’t crossed the line.
Not that they don’t want to. Hell, they are craving for each other so much their bodies are burning from arousal.
But Marvyn could sense that Holly wasn't ready yet. He knows behind the strong and independent facade she always puts on, there's a fragile and complicated heart who's afraid to open up and get hurt again.
They had a long talk about the whole new aspect of their relationship and how to handle it at school. They agreed – after Holly heavily insisted – that no words or gestures could betray them. Their interactions must remain strictly professional: no teasing, no sidelong glances, no wandering hands and even less stolen kisses.
In theory, it doesn’t seem that complicated. In practice, it’s another story. Holly had forgotten, however, that Marvyn is the less reasonable of both of them and is quite often unmanageable.
With the busy schedule of the first day of school, they didn’t cross paths once. It wasn’t until the end of the day, when all the students and most of the colleagues had left that Holly approached Coach Korn’s office.
Marvyn doesn’t hear her walking in. He’s back to the door and seems to be in deep thought standing in front of the small whiteboard where he has drawn a new tactic to teach the girls.
Holly leans against the doorway, hands in her jeans pockets and observes him in silence. She can’t help but smile as she pictures his face with his frown and narrowing eyes.
After a few seconds, he sighs and turns around to his desk. He immediately catches the sight of the beautiful blonde woman and the tension of the day immediately slips away from his shoulders.
“Coach Barrett.” He smiles, leaning against his desk. He’s instantly devouring her with his eyes but she ignores the heat burning down her lower abdomen.
“How was your day?” She says, smiling back at him as she enters the office and closes the door behind her.
Marvyn shrugs.
“It was good. The new recruits have a very good level, but they still have a lot to learn.” He pauses, “it’s not really the same without Louise. The girls miss her.”
Holly knows not only the girls miss their friend. He does too, but he’s too proud to admit it out loud.
She takes a few steps closer to face him. “I know she meant a lot to you. You just need time to adjust.”
Marvyn only nods in response. “How are the boys this year?”
“Well, as undisciplined as boys of their age can be in full puberty.” She jokes. “But they’re pretty talented as well.” She leans towards him to whisper proudly, “we’re gonna kick your ass next game.”
“Yeah? Well, I’d love to see that.” He tells her with a graveling voice as he slides his hands on her hips.
“Marvyn.” She warns him, yet she doesn’t protest when he pulls her towards him and encircles her waist with his arms.
“What?”
“Did you forget what we said about this here?”
“Mh, I don’t see anybody around, do you?”
“Nooo. But…” she pocks his chest with her finger, “that doesn’t change anything, Coach.”
“I’ve missed you today.”
His sudden and brutal honesty seizes her. She’s still getting used to this vulnerable side of him that he only shows her on rare occasions. The same side of him that made her fall in love with him.
“Oh, the great Marvyn Korn missed me, uh?”
“Very much.”
He leans towards her to steal a kiss, but she stops him with a hand on his chest and slightly tilts her head back, warning him again in one look.
“Afraid of taking risks, Coach Barrett?”
God, he can be so unbearable when he gets this cocky smile plastered on his face. She hates him for pushing the right buttons every time. He well knows she’s never the one to put down a challenge when it comes to him and he likes using it against her.
She’s debating whether it’s a good idea or not. Of course, it’s not and she knows. But she can hardly resist him when he’s looking at her with such an intense gaze. One kiss couldn’t hurt anyone after all, right?
Holly gently grabs his face in her hands and seals their lips in a soft and intimate kiss. Marvyn hums in satisfaction, his hands sliding up her back. That light touch sends shivers through his nerves, shivers that makes his body tremble yet it’s not gentleness he wants, not now. But she pulls away before he can deepen the kiss.
“There, happy?”
No, he wasn’t happy. Marvyn Korn never gets enough of Holly Barrett, it’s almost obsessive. His body aches for more than just kisses and touching – for more of her.
She’ll probably make him pay for that later but to hell with her rules!
Before she can realize what’s happening, his mouth is worshipping hers, tongue grazing her lower lip begging to explore further, one hand firmly spread against her lower back and the other one sneaking under her blouse.
As always between them, things heat up quickly. She runs her fingers through his air and holds him steady. She parts her lips enough to allow him to slip in, moans when his tongue conquers the depths of her mouth, hungry, consuming. Being kissed by Marvyn Korn is something Holly never really experienced before with any other men. This is the kind of kiss that leaves little room for thought. He’s good at it, really good and thinking about all the indecent things this mouth could do to her sends jolts through her whole body.
All he has to do is kiss her to make her forget all about her principles and he knows it by the way she always surrenders so easily under his touch. She almost forgets they’re in the middle of his office at everyone’s mercy until she’s suddenly lifted by two strong arms as if she was made of air.
She tightens her grip on his shoulders, surprised by his sudden move as he turns them around and sets her down on his desk, gently but firmly. He instinctively slips between her legs and nestles his head in the crook of her neck, starting trailing kisses along her jaw.
“Marvyn, we shouldn’t- ah.”
She closes her eyes, tilts her head back. His mouth’s kissing and nibbling her skin right on her pulse.
“Don’t tell me you never thought of us making out on this desk.” He whispers seductively in her ear.
God, of course she did. More than once and even before they started dating, but she’s never gonna tell him that or she’ll never hear the end of this.
Just the thought of it really happening right now could make her come instantly. But this wasn’t a dream, this was real and they were actually doing it.
Yet, she couldn’t get her mind straight with his mouth back on hers, his fingers grazing her skin at the hem of her shirt and his scent intoxicating all her senses.
She needs to feel him, to touch him. She needs more of him.
She wraps her thin legs around his back, pushing him closer to her center with her feet clasped behind him. Marvyn groans at the friction and she can feel his arousal slowly growing against her.
They’re both panting as they break the kiss. He leans against her forehead, brushes his mouth against the hollow of her temple, then nuzzles his nose against hers and damn it, she’s so sexy with her mouth slightly opened, grasping for air and looking at him with such longing eyes.
Holly slides her hands along his arms, feeling his muscles tense under her touch as she grips his biceps. She leans towards him, tilts her head slightly. Her mouth is close, so close she can brush her lips against his. But when he tries to close the distance, she withdraws. She’s achingly teasing him.
Suddenly, violent and frantic knocks on the window steal their attention from one another and they both startle at the sight of Sherilyn Thomas standing right there, with a look of shock and horror on her face.
“Oh, jesus!” Holly snaps like she’s just seen a ghost and they both untangle themselves and straighten up as quicker as they never had to in their entire life. They try to put on a face quickly and adjust their clothes and hair but it’s already too late. They’d been caught by the principal like two horny teenagers.
“You two, in my office, now!” Sherilyn yells at them from behind the window. If her eyes could kill, Marvyn and Holly would be dead right now.
She walks out, keeping her piercing eyes on them until the very last second before disappearing from their sight.
“Oops.” Marvyn says with a grimace.
Holly is still breathless as she speaks, “we’re so screwed.”