Page 71 of Changing the Game


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“I want your ass in the air, baby.”

Why do those words make me so wet?

I peek over my shoulder in time to catch him throwing his shirt to the floor as he kicks off his jeans and boxers, and my mouth waters. “Did I tell you to turn around, Carys?”

I turn my head back as my pussy throbs from the rasp in his voice.

Bossy Cooper makes me so hot, my thong is drenched.

The mattress dips under his weight when he climbs on the bed behind me. Heat rolls off his skin, and his hand smooths down my spine before he smacks my ass, sending a power pulse straight to my aching core.

I squirm against him with a moan, desperate to have him filling me.

“You like that, don’t you?” His palm rubs over the undoubtedly already red handprint he left in his wake. Then he presses a warm, wet kiss to my skin and rips my panties from my body with a rough snap.

“Cooper...” I groan but stop when his skilled lips press against my aching core. I push back against him and drop my head down to the bed while he eats me until I scream. Within seconds, I’m writhing under his touch, shaking as my heart beats faster... until it stops.

Cool air hits my hot pussy, and I whine.

Wanting.

Needy.

A protest builds in my throat until Cooper’s warmth covers me. His body cradles mine. He grips my face tightly, his lips next to my mouth.

“I don’t want to be gentle tonight, Carys. I can’t be.”

“Don’t. I don’t want gentle. I won’t break.” I push back against him and feel his cock between my legs, teasing me... Until he enters me in one forceful stroke, seating himself deeper than I’ve ever felt. He doesn’t wait for me to adjust to his size. One hand wraps around my hip, and his fingers start working my clit as he builds a relentless rhythm with brutal thrusts that push me higher.

Every nerve in my body feels raw and exposed.

A guttural moan rips from my lips with every delicious snap of his hips.

The way his dick drags through my core, over and over, I just can’t... can’t even think... until he pulls me back, dragging me up to my knees. That same hand shoves the cup of my bra down and pinches my nipple. Rolling it. Tugging it. Rubbing the soft skin in his rough palm, and I whimper incoherently.

I curl my arm around his neck behind me and tilt my head so I can drag his mouth down to mine. Our tongues duel for control as he fucks me harder. Pounds into me faster. Builds me up to an impossible height, then warns, “Don’t come yet, baby. I’m not done with you.”

“Coop, I can’t... I’m there. Please,” I beg.

“Not yet.” His greedy hands are everywhere as pleasure and pain rain across my body. Fingers dig into my hips in a bruising grip, and I’m slammed back against his hard cock. One hand slips between my legs, running through my soaked sex as he smacks my ass again with the other.

“Jesus,” I moan as I drop back down onto the bed for support.

“Not Jesus, baby.” He drags his finger, covered in my juices, along the crack of my ass and then, without warning, he pushes it inside me. It burns as he continues to pound my pussy while he fucks my virgin ass. First with one finger, then two, until I explode in a violent orgasm, shaking uncontrollably.

I scream. I writhe. And I keep riding Cooper’s cock as he fills me completely.

Telling me I’m his while he fucks me through my orgasm, and I lose every last cord of control.

The stars fucking explode and burn in front of my eyes as I collapse on the bed.

Completely. Destroyed.

Irrevocably in love.

3 Months Later

“Carys,honey, are you sure you don’t want to fly home for Thanksgiving?”

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