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Locker room secrets huh? They say what happens in the locker room stays in the locker room, but baby, I don’t keep secrets when they taste this good. He was always lingering after practice — all that fake swagger and quiet stares when he thought I wasn’t looking. But I knew. The way his eyes dropped to my thighs when I stretched. The way his mouth opened just slightly when I tied my shoes. He wanted to be told what to do. And I was more than ready to show him how that worked.
So that night, when everyone else had cleared out, I cornered him — fresh out the shower, towel barely hanging on, still damp and smelling like soap and nerves. “You always look this flustered when you’re around me?” I asked, stepping close enough that his back hit the lockers. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. Just that pretty little gulp.
I slid my fingers up his chest, slow, watching his skin react to every inch of contact. “Drop the towel.” He obeyed. Good boy. His cock was already hard — twitching, eager, waiting to be claimed. I pressed my palm against it and
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smiled when he gasped. “You like when I take charge, huh?” I whispered. “Bet you’ve been thinking about this since day one.”
I dropped to my knees and took him into my mouth without warning — deep, slow, possessive. His hands grabbed the locker behind him for support as I worked him over with my tongue, pulling moans from his chest that made my pussy throb. But I didn’t let him finish. I stood up, grabbed his jaw, and kissed him hard.
“This isn’t over,” I whispered against his lips. “Next time, you’re on your knees. And I’m not stopping until you beg.” I slapped his ass and walked out, leaving him naked and breathless. He still calls me ‘Ma’am’ at practice — and now, every time I stretch, he twitches like he might come undone. Locker room secrets? Please. I make the rules in there.
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