Coach’s Pet

Chapter 14

Chapter Fourteen

COACH SHAY

“S o we’re all agreed?” I ask Charlotte and Callum. They both exchange a look before they turn to me.

“Are you sure?” Callum asks one more time.

“No, but it's for the best.” Charlotte starts to protest, but I squeeze her hand. “Do you trust me?”

“Of course I do,” she says without hesitation. “I’m worried, that’s all.”

“Hey.” I reach out and touch her cheek, and she leans into my touch. “I love you, and I’m not going to let any of this affect your future.”

Her eyes widen at my words, and then I see a grin spread across her face. “You love me?”

“Charlie.” Callum gives her a look that says she’s playing dumb. “Please don’t tell me you can’t see this man loves you. It’s the only reason he’s not six feet deep in the backyard.” He cuts his eyes to me, and there’s something like a threat in them. “Although that’s still a possibility.”

“Are there other bodies back there?” Charlotte asks, and Callum huffs before he rises from his seat.

“I’m heading to bed. I think I’ve revealed enough secrets for one night.”

I stand too, and when I reach my hand out, Callum takes it. “Thank you,” I tell him, and his nod is sincere.

“As long as she’s happy and safe, you have my blessing.”

“I understand.” We release our hands, and he gives Charlotte a quick hug before walking toward his bedroom.

“I can’t believe this whole time he had another secret life,” Charlotte says in a whisper.

After Charlotte joined Callum and me in the living room, he explained how he knew about the two of us. Not only does he have silent alarms on all of the doors and windows, but he’s got cameras too. Thankfully none are in Charlotte’s room, or tonight’s discussion would have gone differently.

Callum seemed hesitant to tell Charlotte everything, but he confessed that he wasn’t exactly an investment banker like he’d pretended to be all these years. He didn’t give exact details, just that sometimes very powerful people need something handled, and they call him.

With his work, he has access to details of national security, hidden secrets, and can find out pretty much anything about anyone. As an example, he said he’s done research on all of the teachers at Legend Prep, including me. It was part of the reason he didn’t stop me from seeing Charlotte.

After most of his cards were on the table, we came up with a plan on how to fix the Parker problem. Now that the plan is in motion, all we can do is wait.

“It’s late.” I grab Charlotte's hand and kiss the center of it. “I’m ready for bed.”

“Me too,” she says, and her eyes light up with desire.

When we get to her room, I don’t hesitate as I begin stripping off her clothes. “I need you,” I tell her once she’s completely naked and climbing on the bed.

She spreads her legs in invitation as I toss my shirt on her floor and reach for my pants. Her pussy is already wet, and it makes my mouth water. I go straight to it and bury my face against her pretty pink cunt to taste her.

Charlotte’s moan makes my cock weep while I greedily suck her clit. She cums quickly, and it’s like we both can’t wait any longer. I hold the base of my cock as I move up her body and press it against her opening. I’m aching to be inside her and as I guide myself until I feel the familiar tight squeeze.

I’ve had her so many times, she knows exactly how to take me and rocks her hips for me to keep going. I thrust in and savor fucking her raw with nothing to keep my cum out of her. Sometimes I finish in her mouth or on her stomach, but my favorite is in her tight, wet heat.

“I love you,” I tell her as I thrust again and again.

“I love you, Shay.” She touches my face, and our eyes connect.

“You’re mine, Charlotte. Now and forever.” I kiss her lips gently.

“I checked the calendar,” she whispers and then looks up at me through her lashes. “I’m ovulating. You should probably pull out, Daddy.”

Is it my imagination or does she get wetter?

“Fuck,” I groan and go deeper. I know I should be careful, but the thought makes my cock swell. “Let me do it, baby girl.” I lean down and whisper in her ear, “You know I’ll take care of you.”

She gasps as I grind on her clit and my cock begins to throb. With my weight holding her down, I don’t know if she spreads her legs wider.

“Just this once, Daddy,” she whimpers, and then her orgasm hits.

She milks my cock, and I kiss her hard as I pump into her. Her cunt is so wet it’s running out between us, but I don’t stop. In fact, I spend all night with my cock in her, cumming over and over.

Between climaxes, we whisper our love, but eventually the first light of day streams through the window. She’s still sleeping when I kiss her goodbye, but I have to get an early start.

I don’t see Callum on my way out, but I have every faith that today is going to go as planned. Last night I texted the unknown number that I had the money. Their instructions were for me to leave it in the locker room under my desk.

Once I go home and shower and change, I grab a large manilla envelope and toss the cash inside. It’s just before nine in the morning when I walk into the locker room and do what I was told. I leave the envelope there and walk right back outside.

As much as I want to stay behind and catch the fucker in the act, I don’t. I drive out of the parking lot and do my best to breathe. Now is the time when I have to be patient. Even though that’s the last thing I want to do.

When I get back to my house, my phone buzzes with a new text message. I’d sent a good morning text to Charlotte, but I’m positive she’s still sleeping after how late I kept her up last night.

Unknown: Pleasure doing business with you.

Me: Our business is finished.

Unknown: For now. But I think we’re going to have a lot more deals in the future.

___

It’s been two days since I’ve seen Charlotte, but we couldn’t risk it. It’s Monday morning, and the school is buzzing as I make my way to Principal Vale’s office.

My skin feels like it’s on fire when I push open the door. Principal Vale is seated behind his desk with his secretary Meghan in a chair behind him taking notes.

“Coach Shay, thank you for joining us,” he says and points to the only empty chair left.

The office is crowded, but I don’t look at anyone as I take my seat.

“I demand to know why I’ve been brought here,” a man on the far left of the room says first.

“Mr. Rust, if you’ll kindly refrain from outbursts until I’ve finished speaking,” Vale says. “Now that we’re all here, I’d like to explain the reason for this meeting. Mr. and Mrs. Rust, your son Parker is accused of harassment toward Charlotte Dunn, including manipulation of other students to intimidate her.”

“How dare you accuse Parker of—” Mr. Rust tries to cut in, but Vale holds his hands up.

“On top of the harassment and intimidation of Charlotte directly, he blackmailed a teacher for inappropriate behavior toward Charlotte.”

I keep my eyes on Vale as he opens a folder and presents documents for Parker's parents to view. When I finally glance next to me, I see Charlotte sitting there with her hands clenched together in her lap. I ache to reach out and take one, but I don’t dare. On the other side of her is Callum, and beside him is Parker and his parents. Behind all of us is the town sheriff and his deputy.

Vale places the photo of Charlie and me in my truck in front of them, and all eyes turn in my direction.

“As I told you, Principal Vale, Shay is an old friend of mine, and I’ve been asking him to keep an eye on Charlie,” Callum tells him evenly. “After finding out that someone flooded her locker earlier this year, I didn’t want to take any chances.” Callum makes it a point to look at Parker. “I asked Coach Shay to give her a ride home because she felt like she was being watched.”

“We also have confessions from several students that Parker paid them to carry out the bullying of Charlotte.” Vale produces those pages, but the Rusts don’t move an inch in their seats. “We have evidence of explicit text messages sent by Parker along with an unknown number that the sheriff was able to trace to an account that Parker set up.”

“I see,” Mr. Rust says, and although he’s quiet, it’s clear there’s an anger simmering below the surface of his facade.

“They are lying,” Parker whines loudly. “This is all made up.” When he doesn’t get a response from anyone, he turns his glare on me. “You fucked her!”

“That’s enough!” Callum shouts as I tamp down the rage that’s threatening to break.

My vision turns red, and I want nothing more than to climb across these people and choke him to death. But I don’t.

“We need to check your backpack,” the sheriff says to Parker.

“You can’t do that.” He looks to his parents. “Tell them they can’t do that.”

Mr. and Mrs. Rust exchange a look, but Vale is the one to speak. “You’re over eighteen and on school grounds. We have camera footage of you taking money from Coach Shay’s office.”

“But, but…” Parker can’t talk his way out of this one. Admitting that I gave it to him is an admission of extortion. Admitting to taking it makes him a thief.

The sheriff opens his bag, and inside is the manilla envelope. I knew the idiot would bring it to school.

“With the compounded evidence…” Vale begins, but Mr. Rust holds up his hand.

“We will be withdrawing him immediately,” he says and goes to stand. “No need for expulsion.”

“Mr. Rust, we aren’t expelling Parker.” At his bewildered look, Vale nods to the sheriff. “We’re pressing charges.”

As the sheriff reads Parker his rights, the kid begins to cry. His parents put up a protest, but it’s no use. The deputy is there to block them as their son is handcuffed and led out of the office.

A moment later, Callum thanks Vale for his time, and he and Charlotte exit the office as well. It’s all I can do not to watch her leave, but we’re almost home free.

“I’d like to submit my resignation,” I tell Principal Vale as I place the formal letter on his desk. “I’m recommending that Coach Bill remain as the interim until Mayson returns from this medical leave. Bill is more than qualified, and I know he will maintain the winning record.”

Vale gets to his feet. “I’m so sorry for what’s happened, but you don’t have to leave.”

I called Mayson and explained most of what happened. I left out a few details, like falling in love with Charlotte. Those talks can come later once Charlotte is no longer at Legend Prep. He understood that the mere hint of an accusation can ruin someone’s life, and my recommendation to have Bill take my place seemed a good solution for all.

“I’m not willing to stay and risk someone else trying to harm Charlotte.” I offer my hand, and when he takes it, I squeeze it a little too tightly and pull him closer. “But I’ll have my eyes on her at all times, and the second she has so much as a bad day, I’ll hold you personally responsible.”

Vale swallows hard as I release his hand and walk out of Legend Prep for good.