Page 52 of The Game Changer


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My urgency makes him snicker. The smile on his face is beautiful, but I don’t have time to appreciate it as I jump on my bed and kick my underwear off my foot. I’m lying on a mound of unfolded clothes, and something is digging into my back. I wrestle the book out from under me and throw it to the end of the bed before spreading my legs wide like the desperate woman I am.

He drinks me in for a second, like he’s enjoying the view, and I start to whine in my throat. “Come on, Casey.”

“One sec, let me grab a rubber first.”

“No, it’s fine. just get in here!” I point to my V-jay.

He stops reaching for his bag and gives me a quizzical frown.

“What?” I snap. “Stop looking at me like that and get your dick in here right now.” I part my folds to make it blatantly obvious. Surely he can see how wet and needy I am. Even just the thought of him plunging into me is enough to make me want to come again.

Seriously. My body is insane at the moment.

“I always wrap.”

I tip my head back with a groan. “Are you clean?”

“Of course I am.”

“When were you last tested?”

“Actually, just last week and—” He frowns, scratching his head like he’s struggling with whatever thought is going through his brain right now.

I don’t have time to figure it out. My eyes are staring at his erect dick, and my buzzing V-jay is demanding instant satisfaction.

“So, we’re good, then.” I beckon him with my fingers.

His frown deepens as he rests his hands on his hips. I stare at his protruding cock—so tall and big and beautiful. I need it inside me.

“Come on, Casey. You’re clean. I’m clean. And it’s not like I can get pregnant again.” My voice pitches with urgency. “Just… whatever. Wrap. Don’t wrap. Whatever you decide, can you just do it fast? My lady parts are vibrating down here, and I need some relief. Please. Please!” Yes, I’m begging. Not super proud of that, but I’m beyond judging myself, because I’m pregnant and I’m allowed to act like a crazy, horny woman if I want to! My body is doing weird shit to me, and if Casey can ease some of that pressure, then bring it the fuck on!

With a hesitant eyebrow curl, he moves back toward my bed.

I spread my legs a little wider, whimpering. “Yes, yes, please. Please.”

The second his knee hits the mattress, my insides start up a rave. It’s wild and lawless, a cacophony of sensations traveling through me as he grabs my thighs and shifts me on the bed. His gentle roughness has me biting my lip in excited anticipation, and then he’s stretching over me.

His expert fingers find my folds, easing them apart.

I jerk, seconds away from another orgasm. Seriously, it’s like every blood cell in my body is congregating down there, singing a chorus of praise.

“You’re so wet,” he murmurs, kissing the edge of my jaw.

I nudge my hips, telling him to get on with it, and the second his tip starts to split me open, I’m coming undone all over again.

“Yeeeeeessss.” I draw out the word like a loud war cry, grabbing his perfect ass cheeks and forcing him to move a little faster.

That plunging sensation, his large cock stretching me so suddenly, sends a fire rippling through me. No, not a fire—a freaking explosion.

I start panting and moaning. I’m pretty sure more yeses are shouted, and maybe his name is thrown in there too. I’m not really certain because actual thought has abandoned me. I am riding a wave of pure ecstasy, and there is nothing else.

“This feels fucking amazing.” Casey fists my hair, his panting whispers filling my ear as he rides me like the wild stallion he is.

Thank God for wild stallions!

I take his pounding thrusts with pleasure.

“I’ve never done this before.” He’s still talking, his words only just registering as I pick up on his awe-filled tone. I think he must be talking about the fact that he’s not wrapped, and he’s right. I’ve never had condom-less sex before, and it’s off the charts.

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