CHANGING THE PLAYER: Charleston Pirates #1 Chance, Jacob (suggested reading .TXT) 📖

I’ve never experienced before. This feels like we’re making love instead of just scratching an itch that’s been growing between us. I can see the truth of what we’re doing in his eyes, as he can see in mine.

Dotting kisses along my neck and behind my ear, he whispers a combination of sweet and dirty things to me—words I never expected to hear him say. I’m overcome with emotion. I’m overcome with the ease in which he draws pleasure from my body. I’m overcome with how right this feels. I’m overcome with... Flynn. He’s all that I imagined and so much more.

Releasing my hands, he holds my neck with his thumb centered on the front. It’s unexpected and undeniably hot. Caressing from my hip to my breast with his other hand, he slides it up to grip the top of my shoulder. Each time his hips move forward, he pulls me down onto his cock. Faster and faster the tempo of his thrusting increases, and another orgasm rips from my body. Tearing through me, it’s exquisite and tortuous at the same time, and I cry out his name.

“Oh fuck,” Flynn rasps, his grip tightening on my throat. He slams smoothly into me a few more times before the motion becomes erratic. His hips jerk as his orgasm hits and the tendons in the side of his neck strain as he clenches his teeth together. His cock pulses out every bit of his release inside of me and he croaks, “Nadia.” Making my heart flutter.

He presses his sweat-dampened forehead to mine as he slips from my body. We hold still until both of us are breathing at a normal pace.

Flynn rolls to the side, pulling me into his arms with my face against his chest. His heartbeat is strong beneath my ear, and I imagine it’s repeatedly drumming Na-di-a, Na-di-a, Na-di-a. I know that’s an over-the-top thing to be thinking, but this is not an ordinary situation for me. And I dare say it’s different for Flynn too.

He caresses a hand over my hair and releases a satisfied sigh. “That was incredible.”

“I agree.”

“And to think all I had to do to get you to finally agree with me about something was rock your world,” he jokes.

“You did more than rock it. I think you obliterated it.”

“Well, I’m pretty sure your vagina is imprinted on my soul now,” he says, and I laugh. “You think I’m joking? That was unreal.”

I’m elated by his confession. If I’m going to officially suffer from Flynn vag, at least I know he’ll be dealing with his own issue related to me.

“So, does this mean you’re my girlfriend for real now?” He grins.

I shrug. “Well, seeing how we’re naked and we swapped bodily fluids, I guess we can make it official.”

He laughs and presses a tender kiss on my lips. “Be patient with me, Nadia. I’ve never been a boyfriend before.”

“You’ve done a great job being a fake boyfriend. How much harder can it be to be a real one?” I say.

“You’ve now reached cougar status,” he points out, chuckling.

“Eww, don’t say that. I don’t want to be reminded I’m dating someone too young for me.”

“Did I feel too young?” he asks.

“You felt perfect,” I admit.

He grins proudly. “Then who cares what our ages are?”

“I know I shouldn’t, but I think other people will take issue with it.”

“So what? If that’s the worst thing they can say about me, then we’re doing great.”

I nod, but I’m not convinced he’s right.

“You don’t agree?” he asks.

“I’m not sure. It might take some convincing to get me to agree.”

He doesn’t catch on to what I’m saying at first, but when he does, his eyes light up. “So you want another ride on the Flynn stick?”

“Oh my God, don’t call it that or I’ll never want it again.”

He laughs, rolling me to my back. “I’m pretty sure I can make you call it that.”

“Please don--”

He swallows my protest with his lips.

19

Flynn

My phone vibrates in my pocket. Tugging it free, I find a message from Nadia and smile.

Nadia: Great game. Congratulations.

I’m relieved she had time to watch. I wasn’t sure she’d be able to pull herself away from work without me there to force her to take a break.

I type out a reply.

Me: Thank you. How’d you like those two touchdowns I scored?

Nadia: They were awesome. You guys had a great game.

Me: I know there’s no I in team, but you’re my girlfriend. I can want your approval. You know I don’t care what anyone else thinks.

Nadia: You played amazing. You looked strong and sexy.

Me: That’s my girl.

Nadia: Damn right, I’m your girl.

I chuckle at her reply, but the words actually make me feel proud.

Me: What’s for dinner?

Nadia: It’s a surprise.

Me: I’ll text when we land.

Nadia: Sounds good. Safe travels.

Smiling, I climb the stairs to the Pirates’ private plane. I move down the aisle until I come to Darren. Storing my bag in the overhead compartment, I sit down in the seat next to his. This plane was specifically designed for oversized football players with extra wide seats and plenty of legroom.

“What a game, huh?” Darren says.

“We destroyed them. That felt amazing.” I stretch my legs out straight in front of me.

“Are you up for hitting a bar when we get home?”

“Nah. I’m going straight to Nadia’s. She’s making me a late dinner.”

Darren clicks his tongue against his teeth. “You lucky bastard. How did you ever manage to get her to fall for you?”

“I’ve got it like that,” I joke.

“Bullshit.”

“Dude, I have no idea. I’ve never believed in all that zodiac and astrology shit, but maybe my moon is in the right sun or the stars are in the right galaxy for me.”

“I think it has more to do with dumb luck,” Darren says.

“You’re probably right, but I’ve never been one to believe in luck either. Whatever the reason is, I’m grateful. She’s amazing, and I feel like a new man since we’ve been together.”

“Have you hit