Page 102 of The Game Changer


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“Mhm.” Her fingers toy with the edge of my compression shorts, the material hiding practically nothing with the way my dick starts to harden underneath them. “You’ll have to be very quiet.”

I can literally hear some of the guys laughing only a stall or so away as showerheads start to turn on, and I’ve never done anything so reckless, but the thought of it alone has me hot all over. I push my fingers into her hair just as hers curl into the waistband of my shorts, my lips grazing her ear.

“I can be quiet. Can you?”

“Mm.” She pulls out my cock, giving it one slow stroke from root to tip. “My mouth will be busy.”

“Fuck,” I huff.

I kick out of my shorts and proceed to strip her out of her clothes with an eagerness that might embarrass me if I weren’t so fucking turned on, pushing her past the shower curtain and closing it behind us as I turn the water on without thinking. It’s cold as it hits my back, and I let out a shrill yelp that has Lila slapping a hand over her mouth to stifle her laugh.

“You okay over there, man?”

“Yeah,” I call back immediately to Jankowski. “Jumped in too quick. Cold-ass water.”

“That’s one way to shrivel your dick,” he snorts.

Lila is shaking with silent laughter, and I smirk as I pull her into me, letting my stiff length slide against her increasingly wet body as I toss back, “I’m good.”

I bend to capture her mouth, slipping my tongue past her lips as her hands glide over the hard planes of my chest and up over my shoulders. My fingers dig into the wet flesh of her hips, pulling her as close as she can be as I kiss her senseless.

I make a soft sound of protest when she pulls away, but it dies quickly when she brings her finger to her lips, her smile wicked as she signals me to be quiet just before she drops to her knees. The sight of her there has me feeling light-headed—her palms smoothing over the tops of my thighs and her fingers teasing my hip bones as my aching cock strains only inches from her face. It’s something we haven’t done yet, mostly because anytime I’m able to get her naked I’m too impatient to be inside her to even entertain the idea, but seeing her like this now…I’m wondering if maybe it’s because some part of my mind wasn’t sure I’d survive the experience.

An assumption that is given more weight when my knees threaten to buckle the second her little pink tongue licks along the head of my cock.

I have to bite my lip to hold back the groan that threatens to escape when she closes her lips over my crown, swirling her tongue around and around while her lashes flutter closed. I force my eyes to stay open even when they want to droop, not wanting to miss one second of Lila’s gorgeous mouth sliding over my length. I can feel the flat of her tongue cradling the bottom of my shaft as she takes me deeper, and watching my inches disappear between her lips has my stomach clenching with want and my balls drawing up tight as if I’m already in danger of coming right down her throat.

I can hear the guys chatting among themselves as she sucks me down, having to slap a hand over my mouth to suppress a moan. Her eyes drift open lazily when she wraps her fist around the base of my cock to meet her mouth, twisting her fingers and moving with her lips as she draws back up the entire length of me. Her wrist flicks so that she squeezes just beneath my glans as her tongue licks over the sensitive slit at the head, and my fingers slide over her temples as if they have a mind of their own, my hands settling to palm her head without really realizing that I’m doing it. Lila makes a soft hum in the back of her throat as she pushes back down my cock, her nails of the hand that isn’t on my cock digging into my thigh and her fist working in tandem with her mouth as she manages a nod as if to let me know that it’s okay.

“Yo, what do you think, Chase?”

My hips stutter, my body going still. “What?”

“Florida’s new center,” Sanchez calls. “You think he’s really as much of a wonder kid as Jack says he is?”

Fuck.

My brain has no higher function right now. I’m pretty sure Lila is seconds away from sucking it right out of my dick. I’m definitely not equipped for actual conversation.

“I—” Lila chooses this exact moment to tighten her lips around my shaft, dragging up my length slowly. “He seems…pretty good.”

“I saw some footage,” Rankin adds from nearby. “The dude can move.”

“Helps that he’s built like a tank,” Jankowski says. He chuckles, raising his voice. “Hope you can handle him, Ian.”

“I can—fuck.”

“Dude,” Jankowski calls with concern in his voice. “I was just kidding.”

“No, I—” I tilt my head down to watch as Lila locks eyes with me while pulling my cock nearly into her goddamned throat, a playful glint in her gaze that has me clenching my jaw. I fist her hair, holding her there for a second as her eyes flutter. “I can handle it,” I say a little more evenly. “It’ll be fine.”

I let Lila go, her lips puffy and her eyes red as she pops off for a second to catch her breath. Even with how wrecked she looks she offers a lazy grin, looking entirely too pleased with herself.

Brat, I mouth.

She flicks out her tongue, tracing it back and forth across my cockhead before giving it a teasing kiss.

“Old Man says he’s fine,” Jankowski laughs. “We can rest easy tonight.”

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