CHANGING THE PLAYER: Charleston Pirates #1 by Chance, Jacob (digital e reader TXT) 📕

her clit inside my mouth. Sucking on her nub, I flutter my tongue and pulse my fingers inside her at the same time.

“Don’t stop,” she begs, her tone almost frantic.

“Let go, baby,” I urge, knowing she’s so close to coming.

I keep driving her higher until she tips over the edge of her release. I revel in the taste of her juices on my tongue and the feeling of her wet pussy clenching my fingers. She quivers beneath me and I wait until she’s still to draw my fingers from her. Raising them to my mouth, I suck them clean.

“Oh Jesus, Flynn. That was incredible.”

“I told you I missed you.” I lean down, placing my chin between her tits.

“I missed you more than I realized I would,” she confesses.

“I know the feeling. I realized something when I was on the plane ride home.”

“What’s that?” she asks.

“I wasn’t sure if I should tell you this, because I don’t want to freak you out. But I’m not really the kind of person to hold things inside and not share them. Which has worked to my own detriment in the past, but I’m hoping things will be different with you.”

“Making me wait isn’t exactly soothing. Tell me.”

I grin at her impatience. “I realized I…” I hesitate and doubt assails me. Negative thoughts rush into my head. It’s too soon to tell her. She’ll never believe it’s real if I say it this early in our relationship. Especially with my past and the lack of a relationship.

“Flynn, are you okay?” she asks, looking concerned.

“Yeah. I’m great.” I smile to reassure her. “I want to tell you that I’m falling for you. I know it’s soon, but we’ve known each other for a long time. I think that helped move things along faster than normal. But being away from you was tough and—”

“Flynn, for God’s sake, shut up,” she cuts me off. “I’m falling for you too.”

“Really?” I ask, afraid to believe what I’ve heard.

She nods. “Completely. Now that we got the hard part out of the way, do you want to eat?”

I rock my hips downward, grinding my cock into her. “Seems like there’s some hard stuff we still need to take care of.”

She flips me to my back on the cold countertop and climbs on top of me, straddling my hips. “Let me give you a proper welcome home.”

“If this is the way you’re going to welcome me back every time I have an away game, I can’t wait for the next one.”

20

Flynn

I haven’t been to a big Thanksgiving celebration in years. And I’ve never helped host one, but I talked Nadia into cooking for us and some of our friends. “Are you sure we have everything we need?” I ask Nadia. I want today to be perfect for us.

“Yes, relax.” She walks toward me, smiling, and my chest feels weak. I’m so gone over this woman. It should scare me, but it doesn’t. She slides her palms up my pecs and into the back of my hair, causing a shiver to rumble up and down my back. “It’s adorable that you want everything to be just so, but try to remember everyone who’s coming over are friends of ours. They’re not going to care if we forgot something.”

“Unless we forgot the turkey, potatoes, stuffing, or gravy. Having none of those on Thanksgiving would be friendship breakers for me.” I wink.

“Well, we have plenty of what you mentioned and lots of other delicious foods. All you need to do is have fun. You haven’t forgotten how to do that, have you?”

I wrap my arms around her and smirk. “I’m pretty sure we just finished having fun about an hour ago.” My palms slide down to cup her ass through her black pants.

Her hands clasp my wrists behind her back. “Behave. We can have that kind of fun again after everyone’s left. Right now, I need you to let our company in.” The doorbell rings, and she grins.

“How did you do that?” I ask, thinking she’s suddenly psychic.

“Your sister texted me a few minutes ago.” She taps my chest, laughing.

Hurrying through the mud room, I open the door to find a crowd of people waiting and shout, “Who invited you assholes?” I can’t keep the grin off my face, though. Stepping back, I usher them in and, one by one, we share Thanksgiving greetings as they pass by.

I close the door and move to the kitchen where everyone has gathered around Nadia.

Darren hands her a bottle of wine and kisses her on the cheek.

Kendra sets a dessert of some kind on the counter before hugging Nadia. I love that my two favorite women care about each other.

Levi hands her a bouquet of flowers and her face lights up. What the fuck? Do I need to have words with him?

Sadie pushes Levi aside to hug her friend. I’ve always liked Sadie. When the girls part, Brian hands over a bottle of wine and gives Nadia a half-hearted one-armed hug. I’m not sure how I feel about this guy yet. I’ve met him a few times, but we’ve never had any real conversation, so I only have my instincts to go on. And they haven’t formed a solid opinion one way or another yet.

“Thank you for coming to celebrate Thanksgiving with Flynn and me. We’re so glad you guys could all make it,” Nadia announces. “Everyone can head into the dining room and help yourselves to some appetizers. There are drinks on the sidebar. Take whatever you’d like.”

While they all filter out of the kitchen, I move in on my woman. “What can I help you with?”

“I need to place all of the dinner foods on the island like a buffet. That’s probably the easiest way to do this,” she explains.

“I’m on it. Go visit with everyone, and I’ll take care of everything you need.”

“Are you sure?” She looks worried.

“I’m capable of moving platters and bowls from one side of the kitchen