Page 56 of Changing the Game

“You’re not playing fair, Carys,” Cooper groans, and I slowly shake my head no and press my lips to his neck.

“Who says I’m playing, Coop?” I lick lazy lines down his neck and along each indent of his chest and abs as I push him back down flat on the bed and get comfortable between his legs.

“No more playing. No more hiding. At least not with each other. Now, it’s all about taking what I want.” I grip his boxer briefs and push them down his legs, then toss them to the floor. I flatten my tongue and slowly lick my way up the length of his velvety smooth cock, like he’s the most decadent thing I’ve ever had in my mouth... because he is.

“Jesus, baby.” His rough voice is enough to soak my already wet panties.

“Shh,” I order as I take him in my mouth and hollow my cheeks.

The noise Coop makes in his chest is deep and gravelly and, no doubt, the best sound I’ve ever heard.

I take him deeper.

“That’s it, baby. Take me down your throat, just like that.”

I gag when I take him into the back of my throat, and Coop runs his rough hand lovingly down my body, cupping my ass. “That’s it, baby. Now, sit that needy pussy on my face and let me taste you.”

I look up at him through my lashes with wide eyes, both incredibly turned-on and yet nervous about the logistics.

“Carys... Come here.” Coop’s pale blue eyes glow with need in the dark room. His words, whispered and commanding, are just loud enough over the hard rain lashing against the French doors.

I crawl up the bed hesitantly, not sure how this is going to work.

“Sit on my face, Carys.” I never knew I’d like being bossed around in bed, but when Cooper growls the words, I nearly melt. He tugs my hips, his fingers biting into my soft skin until I give in and swing one leg carefully over his face.

Before I even get myself settled, he tugs me down against his mouth, and my panties are pushed aside as Coop’s tongue slides inside my wet pussy, sending shock waves through my core.

“Ohmygod,” I moan at the first lash of his tongue. “How am I...?” Coop’s fingers open me to him while he sucks my clit into his mouth, and I ride his face. “Oh... God.”

“Suck, Carys. Or this stops,” he growls, and I try to concentrate.

I take him back in my mouth and try to focus on not biting off his dick while he works me into a fucking frenzy. I swallow him down into the back of my throat and hum around his dick. Tears pool in my eyes as I try to get him to come, because holy hell, I’m already there.

“So close,” I pant around him as I add my hand to work his cock faster and feel the first thrum of my orgasm threatening to tear through me without my permission.

I try to hold still, to not rock back against his face. But there’s no stopping the growing wave from breaking when he sucks my clit into his mouth. I come on his face with his cock in my mouth, moaning and panting and praying no one else in the house is awake.

My release pushes Coop over the edge, and I swallow the hot streams of come down my throat before I collapse next to him, boneless.

“Jesus, baby. We should start every day that way.” He runs his hand up and down my bare calf, and I purr like a blissed-out kitten at the heavenly touch.

“Yeah, we should.” I smile while I lie there like a limp noodle, not able to move. “Now, you can go.”

Coop tickles the back of my knee, making me laugh louder than I should. “Oh, I see how it’s gonna be. Use me, then discard me.” He stands up and slides on his shorts from last night, then smacks my ass, no doubt leaving a handprint. “I’ll see you at breakfast.”

The smile in his voice is as beautiful as the one on his face.

And both do warm and gooey things to my already warm and gooey insides.

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I’m not sure how much time has passed when I feel the weight of another person on my bed and crack open one eye. Chloe’s lying next to me on top of the covers, her hair damp from the rain and a mischievous grin on her face. I yank the sheet up to cover my bare chest.

“What the hell, Chloe?”

She reaches down to the floor and grabs a t-shirt to throw at me, then sits up. “Like I haven’t seen your tits before. Come on, now.”

I slide my arms through the soft shirt and realize my mistake before Chloe’s wide eyes double in size. “Oh. My. God. I fucking knew it.”

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