Page 150 of Game Changer
Two scrapes of Scott’s teeth and Kip was squirming away from him. Scott grinned. “Good morning.”
“Fuck off,” Kip murmured into his pillow.
“Sorry,” Scott said. “Couldn’t resist.” He moved back to his original position of lying on his side next to him.
Eventually, Kip turned his head and looked at him. “Hey,” he said, his voice soft and happy.
“I like waking up to you.”
“Mm.” Kip rolled onto his back and stretched. Scott enjoyed the way the muscles in his arms and chest tightened, and the way the thin bedsheet slipped farther down his hips.
“What time is it?” Kip asked.
“Hm?” Scott asked, his eyes following the trail of dark hair that ran from Kip’s belly button down under the bed sheet. “I don’t know. Eight, maybe?”
Kip closed his eyes and groaned. “Shit. I’ve gotta get up. I said I’d go in to work at nine to help train a new hire.”
“You sure?” Scott asked, moving so he could kiss the side of Kip’s neck.
“Sooner I start, the sooner it’s done,” Kip said, his voice a little strained. Scott moved his mouth to suck lightly on the pulse point, and felt his boyfriend’s heartbeat quicken.
“Okay,” Scott said, letting his mouth travel down to Kip’s collarbone. He kissed the dip just above it, and Kip shivered.
“You’re a bad influence,” he complained.
In response, Scott put a hand on Kip’s knee and slid it up, letting his fingers drag along the sensitive skin on the inside of his thigh.
“You have fifteen minutes,” Kip said with a breathless laugh.
Scott covered Kip’s body with his own and looked straight down into his eyes. “Is that a challenge?”
“I know you love them.”
“I do.”
Scott kissed him on the mouth, and it was immediately obvious that Kip had no real objections to Scott’s advances. The kiss was open and hot and frantic, and just the feel of Kip’s tongue curling against his own made Scott so wild with desire. Every time.
Kip was angling his hips so their erections rubbed together. Scott groaned into Kip’s mouth. They moved like that for a while, until Kip broke away and said, with a playful smirk, “Ten minutes.”
Scott accepted the challenge and slid down Kip’s body, taking the sheet with him. He took his cock into his mouth, and Kip’s hips jolted up as he gasped into the room.
Scott brought his A-game. He put to good use all of the knowledge he had gathered about what made Kip absolutely lose his mind in bed. He attacked the sensitive spot under the head of Kip’s cock with rapid flicks of his tongue while he tugged at Kip’s balls with his hand. Then he relaxed his throat and sank down, taking Kip as deep as he could.
Scott sincerely loved sucking Kip off. He loved how quickly he could reduce him to moans and gorgeous, sexy babbling.
“Mm, oh fuck, baby. So fucking good. God, your mouth. Love your mouth, Scott...”
After a few minutes, when Kip was pulled tight and trembling beneath him, Scott pulled off and asked, “How much time I got left?”
“Jesus. Fuck you, Scott. Come on!”
“Just checking!”
“You’re an asshole. Get back to work.”
Scott laughed and did as he was told. He finished Kip off quickly and flopped back down beside him.
Kip was breathing heavily and grinning at the ceiling. “Good job, champ,” he said.
