Game Changer (Game Changers, #1)

by Rachel Reid

God, the hottest man in the world is standing in front of me and I am wearing an apron and a strawberry baseball cap.

“Thanks again, Kip,” he said. “Hopefully I’ll see you next game day.”

“Like how we’re sitting in his personal seats because he personally gave you his personal tickets when he visited you at work for the third time this week?”

There was just something about him. Scott wanted to talk to him for hours, and find out everything about him. Show him everything. Give him everything.

“Gonna make you feel so good, Kip. Can’t wait until you’re inside me.”

“Me neither. Gonna fuck you like this, I think. You on your back. I wanna see you. Wanna make you come all over that gorgeous body of yours.”

“What? What the hell, Grady? Are you guys engaged or what?”

“You deserve better than that, Kip.” Kip laughed, because seriously? “I can settle for you.”

“You like it, huh?” Scott rumbled. “Yeah,” Kip said hoarsely. “I love how big you are. Strong, fuck. Want you in me so fucking bad. Want you everywhere.”

“I’m ready,” he said. “I’m so ready for you, Scott. Please. I like it hard. Wanna feel it for days…”

He was just coming untouched because Scott told him to and because everything about this was so perfect and so hot.

Scott stroked the backs of his fingers over Kip’s face. “It’s completely selfish, actually. I want to see you in a tux that was tailored to your gorgeous body. I might not be able to dance with you that night, but you’ll know I’ll be wishing I was.”

I’d give anything to see you right now.

Kip pulled Scott’s cock out, and kissed the head. “Fucking beautiful,” he murmured. “Look at you.”

“You watching me like this. Hot as fuck, I can tell you that.”

“Mm. When I was jerking off…fuck, after we hung up the other night… I imagined you were watching.”

“You gonna finish for me? Or do you want me to help?”

“God, Kip. So beautiful. You should see.”

“When I first looked at this place, and I saw this tub, I thought, ‘It’s big enough for two.’ And I know it’s dumb, but I always wanted… I imagined sharing it with someone.”

“I would share anything with you, Kip. Give you anything.” “Don’t need anything. Except maybe to stay in this bath forever.”

“Does it taste like blueberries or just smell like them?” Scott’s tongue ran up his spine, hot and slick. “Tastes like ’em,” he confirmed.

“Roll over,” Scott instructed gently. “I miss you.”

“Want to come…” he gritted out. “Gonna come on your dick. Want to…” “Fuck, yes. Come on.”

“God, Kip. That feels amazing. Okay—Jesus…” He started moving again. “I’m close. I’m real fucking close…” “Come on me,” Kip said, still gently stroking himself through the last waves of his own orgasm. “I want to see it. Please.”

“Before I forget,” Kip said, “I want to thank you for a lovely evening.” Scott laughed and kissed him again. “So I did okay at the whole Valentine’s thing?” “Absolutely. Hands down, best Valentine’s Day ever.”

“Because he just lit up like the goddamn sun. Jesus. You guys are doomed.”

“Wish I coulda danced with you there,” Scott said. “S’okay.” “It’s not. I wanted to show you off. The most gorgeous man in the room was with me and I couldn’t even tell anyone.”

Scott said, “I want to go everywhere with you.”

“Fuck. Please,” Kip gasped. Kip grabbed Scott’s hand and moved it to his crotch, and Scott moaned, loving how eager Kip was. “Don’t worry,” he breathed into Kip’s ear. “I’m going to give you everything you want.”

Kip’s face was so blissful. He was happily licking and sucking Scott while he fucked himself on his own fingers. “God, you love it, don’t you?” Scott rasped.

“God, look at you,” Scott said. “Want you… Want your cock…” “How many fingers?” He had no idea where this boldness was coming from. “T-two.” “One more,” Scott instructed.

“Can you do it?” Scott said. “Are you gonna come for me?” “Fuck. I think so. Yeah.” “God, really? Shit, come on. Please.”

“Yeah.” Scott smiled. He looked up at Kip, and he knew. He knew for sure. Scott Hunter was in love.

“You’re enough for me,” Kip said. “More than enough. I have no problem waiting for you.”

“I was thinking… Planes, y’know? And anything can happen…” “Scott?” “I love you,” he said. “I just wanted to say that. Before I left.”

“If I was there,” Scott said, “I’d lick them and bite them until you were begging me to suck your dick.”

“I want you to finger yourself. Open yourself up as if I was gonna fuck you.”

I feel like I could come just from this. With your voice and imagining your fingers in me…”

“Kip,” Maria said, “you didn’t tell me that all of your cute dude friends are gay. What is even the point of me being here?” “I did tell you and, if you want, later we can go to Olive Garden or wherever straight people go.”

“How many minutes would I get if I just killed him?” Scott grumbled as he watched Rozanov skate away. “I’d have to give you at least ten,” Hal said dryly. “Not worth it in the playoffs.”

“What’s wrong with the closet? It’s a wonderful place crammed full of professional athletes.”

“Hey,” Bennett said, after they separated, “what’s his name?” Scott grinned. “Kip.” Carter looked suddenly delighted. “Kip!” he said. “That is the cutest fucking thing I’ve ever heard! Are you kidding me with that shit?” “Thank god,” Huff said. “I thought you were gonna say you were secretly dating Rozanov.” “Rozanov wishes,” Scott said.

“Fucking love you so much, Kip,” he babbled. “Couldn’t do it. Couldn’t stop thinking about you. So scared I was gonna lose you. I need you. I need you. Fuck!”

“I wanted you from the moment I laid eyes on you, you know that?” Scott said wistfully.

“Yes! God, please,” Kip cried. “Just like that, sweetheart. So good.” Scott fucked him hard and fast, and Kip gazed at him with so much love in his eyes.

“Touch yourself,” he said, slowing down a little. “Show me what you used to do when you thought about me.”

“Come for me, baby. Come on. Show me.”

“Come on me, Hunter. Come on. Mess me up.” Scott growled and pulled out and tore off the condom, barely in time to let his own release fall over Kip. “Oh my god,” he panted, staring at the mess they’d both made on Kip’s stomach. “So fucking hot, Kip. I love you.”

Shawn: You. Fucking. Bitch. You lying fucking bitch. We’re getting lunch together. SOON.

“And…are you… Is there anything you want to tell us about him?” “Absolutely. He means the world to me and I love him.”