Page 93 of Game Changer
I smile and stroke her hair again.“You’re not gross.”
“It’s shark week.You’re probably not into that.”
“We can do other things.”
“Oh yeah?”She bites her lip adorably.
My hand moves down to her lower abdomen.I gently press and rub here there.
“That feels good,” she says with a sigh.
I move lower, over her shorts, to cup her pussy.Slowly I move my hand back and forth.
“Ohhhh.”Her eyes close.
“Is this okay?”
“Yessss…”
I slip my fingers into her shorts and panties.She’s wet, and I slick up the lubrication and circle my fingertip over her clit.She adjusts my hand at one point, sighs with delight, and I fucking love watching her come on my fingers, her body trembling, her hand gripping my wrist.
A smile curves her lips and her eyes flutter open.“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”I cup her pussy gently, then withdraw my hand.
She lays her hand on her lower belly.“My cramps feel better.I think orgasms are supposed to be good for cramps.”
“You should have told me sooner.”I lean down to smooch her mouth.“We could have dealt with that before you threw an avocado across the kitchen.”
Luckily she smiles at that, then shimmies off the couch.“Okay, your turn.”
I smile too, letting her unzip my shorts and pull my stiff cock out.She looks so eager and enthralled; it’s a huge turn-on.And her mouth is amazing—soft and wet, her tongue agile and slick.My entire body buzzes with arousal.
She takes me deep and sucks on me.Pressure gathers in my full balls, my lower back aching, my thighs tensing.I slide my fingers into her hair, holding it off her face so I can watch, because, fuck, it’s sexy as hell seeing her lips on my cock, her eyes peering up at me.“You really are fantastic at this,” I mutter.
She lifts up and off.My dick pulses in protest.“Really?”
“Really.Please…don’t stop.”
She smiles and resumes her amazing blow job, her tongue smooth and supple, licking over the head of my cock, around me, all the way down to the base and back up, then her tight lips sliding up and down in tandem with her fist.My consciousness narrows to that tiny slice of reality, her on her knees in front of me, her mouth on my cock.My skin prickles, tension building inside me, then torquing as sensation explodes through my nerves in a blinding surge of ecstasy.
My chest heaves as I try to gather air into my lungs.I cup her face with both hands when she lifts off me.I can’t breathe, can barely see, but my gaze focuses on the sexy satisfied smile on her lips, and it’s all I need in this world because hell yeah, I love blow jobs, but I also love that she loves it and that she knows she blew my fucking mind.
19
Molly
“We’ve been here four weeks,” I say to Jax as we finish the hamburgers that Jax grilled on the barbecue.
“Yeah.”He eyes me.
“I should probably go back to Chicago.”I sigh because I really don’t want to.I’ve been keeping in touch with my friends and family.And I know that after he got back from Europe, Steve went home to visit his parents in upstate New York, so there was no need to rush back to see him.There’s no reason I need to be there, but I feel like I shouldn’t spend the whole summer hiding out with Jax.I guess I need to face reality.
“I can drive you back to Winnipeg if you want, so you can fly home.”
“That’s a three-hour drive.And you’d have to turn around and come back.”
He shrugs.“It’s not that big a deal.But Mom and my grandparents are coming next weekend.You could drive back to Winnipeg with them Sunday if you want to fly home.”
