Page 38 of Game Changer
He leans forward and takes my fingers into his mouth, sucking while maintaining eye contact with me. My mouth drops at the sensation, and I can see how his eyes darken when my taste hits his tongue.
Ethan Davis, who has worn so many different masks, isn’t wearing one at all when he runs his tongue tentatively along my slit. The wind is knocked from my lungs the second he delves inside, and my hand remains wrapped in his hair to try and hold on tosomethingto keep me tethered to this world.
“Oh mygod.” His moaned words are muffled between my thighs.
His grip on my hips tightens as he drags me more onto his mouth. I’m worried I’m suffocating him, but he makes no complaints as he continues to experiment with his tongue.
I splay one hand out behind me on the desk, knocking over a pen holder in the process. I couldn’t give two shits about the pens rolling on the floor. Not when Ethan is seconds away from tasting precisely what he’s striving for.
But then he rips his mouth from between my thighs, eyeing the mess. “Are you okay?” He pants. “Does it feel good for you?”
“Ethan, don’t fucking stop.” I tighten my hold on his hair and drag him back exactly where he was. The tentative, nervous, shy boy is nowhere to be found when he flicks his tongue against my clit andsmiles. I throw my head back, my hips voluntarily bucking to grind against his tongue. I can feel the pressure building. I can feel the dip in my lower stomach, letting me know I’m close, and Ethan seems to sense that. My motions have grown frantic,desperate. “You’re doingsogood,” I practically moan. “There’s no way this is your first time. Fuck, I’m gonna come.”
“Please.” His voice vibrates against my clit, and it’s all I need to make me come so hard that light bursts behind my eyelids. Stars erupt everywhere in the room as I shatter against his tongue. Nothing has ever felt so right. Sogood. Ethan’s tongue is ecstasy in its purest form, and so is his voice when he moans against me, his tongue licking and tasting everything I have to offer.
He sits back on his knees, his mouth glistening with my arousal, and I don’t think twice before I bend down to kiss him. His tongue entwines with mine, and where we were borderline animalistic a second ago, this kiss is slower. Calculated.Intimate.
My hands caress his cheeks when I pull back and ask, “How was it?”
He licks his lips as if he’s already reminiscing. “I think I like doing that. Alot, actually.”
“Well, I think you’ll enjoy having it done toyoua lot more.” I flick my eyes down to the pitched tent in his jeans. It sends a rush of heat down my spine knowing I affect him so much. “Trade places with me.”
I’m about to kneel when he shakes his head and rises from the hardwood floor. “It’s your birthday. Let’s have tonight be about you.”
“Are you kidding?” No man has ever not expected something in return from me. I don’t feel right being devoured like a five-star meal only to leave him starving. I’m a giver, not a taker. I’ve been that way my whole life.
And yet, so has he.
“You haven’t had sex since—” I shake my head, not wanting to know if he’s slept with someone else aside from me.
He grips my chin and forces my gaze to his. “There’s been no one since you. I’ve waited this long. I can wait a bit longer.”
It’s horrifying how much relief blossoms in my chest at his confession. I shouldn’t care this deeply about him when my parents aren’t going to be easy to convince. But thinking things through isn’t my forte, and now that the lust cloud has faded, I’m left with the potential repercussions of my decision.
But I can’t find it in myself to regret it.
When we get back to the dorm an hour later, Ethan kisses me goodbye before I shut the door, but I don’t even have the chance to twist the lock before he pushes it open again, his hands landing on my hips.
“Can I taste you again?” he asks between kisses. “Please?”
I land on my mattress and tug him on top of me, nodding eagerly as Ethan hikes my skirt up and slides down my body. He settles himself between my thighs, and since I didn’t bother to put the thong back on earlier, it gives him perfect access.
It’s ironic I’m still wearing this angel costume because as Ethan performs the most sinful acts between my thighs with vulgar words spilling from his tongue, I’m the furthest thing from pure.
And I still don’t regret it.
Nineteen
Maya
Since Maddie is only in town for the weekend, she wanted to split her time between me and her parents, so I agreed to grab coffee with her in the morning before she drove to Wickenburg with Cameron. The coffee shop on campus is closed since it’s the weekend, so we choose the closest place that offered caffeine, which happens to be Happy Endings.
When it’s not alive with nightlife, the daytime menu offers brunch on the weekends, but I didn’t come here for the food, and I suggested Maddie avoid it as well. It’s a recipe for food poisoning.
Maddie is still perusing the menu when Tabi approaches the table. Since Tabi and I are co-workers, she doesn’t hesitate to say, “I hope you aren’t ordering any food.”
Maddie arches a brow. “Is it really that bad?”
