Page 37 of Game Changer
Kip kept forgetting about Scott’s lack of experience. It just seemed so...implausible.
“You won’t hurt me,” Kip promised. “I’ll tell you if you do. But... I like it hard. I can take it.”
Scott bit his lip and his brow furrowed, and Kip needed him to stop thinking.
“Trust me,” Kip said. Scott locked eyes with him and nodded.
Finally, Kip felt the head of Scott’s cock nudge his entrance, and it was all he could do to keep from slamming himself back onto it. He waited as patiently as possible as Scott slowly pushed in.
“God, yes,” Kip breathed. “I’ve wanted this so bad.”
Scott wasbig, and Kip stretched and burned around him in the best way. When he was all the way in, he returned his hand to the middle of Kip’s back, putting weight on it. Kip moaned.
Scott was careful for the first few thrusts. Desperate for more, Kip offered some encouragement. “So good. So fucking good, Scott. Don’t be gentle with me. You’re perfect. Come on.”
That worked. Scott began thrusting in earnest, one hand planted on the bed to anchor him, the other splayed firmly on Kip’s shoulder blade. Kip was in heaven.
“So strong,” he breathed. “Don’t stop. I love it.”
“You feel incredible. Fuck.”
Kip felt Scott everywhere—his solid thighs pressing against Kip’s legs, and his hand still firm on his back as Scott pounded him into the mattress. Kip loved how sweet and shy Scott could be, but right now he was fucking Kip like the star athlete he was. With each thrust, Kip’s whole body got jolted, and his cock rubbed against the mattress in a way that normally wouldn’t be enough, but this time...
It’s going to work. God, I might even come first.
“Don’t come,” Scott said, as if reading his mind. “I want to see it. Don’t come.”
Kip moaned, loving Scott’s authoritative tone, and did his best to obey. He lifted his hips up off the bed to reduce the friction, but damn if he didn’t even need the friction, the way Scott was driving into him. It all felt too incredible.
“Don’t know...” Kip choked out, “don’t know if I can obey that order, Hunter.”
Scottsnarledand, without warning, pulled out and flipped Kip over. He hauled Kip’s ankles up onto his shoulders and pushed back in, harder and faster than before.
“Holy fuck!” Kip cried out. “Holyfuck!”
“Nowyou can come.”
Kip did. Not even a mattress was touching his dick now. He was just coming untouched because Scott told him to and because everything about this was so perfect and so hot. He watched, amazed, as his release splashed onto his stomach and chest.
“Oh my god. Fuck, Kip.” Scott thrust into him a couple more times, then crumpled forward as he came inside him.
When the last tremors subsided, Scott gently pulled out and fell on the bed beside Kip. He was flushed and smiling. “That was...” he started, then just shook his head and smiled wider.
“Yeah,” Kip panted. “Unreal.”
It was the only word he could think of. He thought he’d known how good sex could be, but he was thrilled to learn how mistaken he’d been.
“I’ll be right back,” Scott said, planting a quick kiss on his cheek. “Don’t move.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it.”
Scott rolled off the bed and went into the bathroom, leaving Kip to grin at the ceiling and to try to commit every detail of what just happened to memory. He loved how quickly Scott had lost his inhibitions; he hadn’t held anything back as he’d used his impressive strength and stamina to fuck Kip senseless.
This man is my boyfriend now.
Scott returned with a damp cloth and gently cleaned Kip’s stomach. The warm fabric sliding across Kip’s skin felt wonderful. He sighed happily, and reached for Scott. “Come here.”
Scott smiled and kissed him. “That was incredible,” he said. “You’reincredible.”
