Page 78 of One More Time

I shiver. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

That makes me feel a little better as we meander through the maze.

At one point, we stumble upon a group of kids crying, so I get it into my head to pretend to be a scarecrow and let them stuff me full of hay. Just want to make them happy again, want to make them smile.

“Think I can pass for one?” I ask as I stand there in front of Alec, pretending like I’m stuck on a post. The kids are no longer crying and are now giggling as they wedge more hay into my socks and shoes.

“No, you nerd. Take that stuff out of your clothes,” Alec says with a laugh.

But no way will I. The kids are happy and laughing at me, so I stuff more into my sweatshirt in response.

Alec rolls his eyes at me the entire time, a small smile pulling at his lips. When the kids finally get bored and run off, he pulls me into a kiss. His tongue slips into me and swipes at every corner of my mouth. I groan, grabbing on to his sweatshirt for dear life.

When we part, I realize that I’m a hard-cocked scarecrow now. A pervy one.

“God, Jude. Take that shit out. I mean it. That hay has bugs in it.”

I gasp at that little nugget and start to quickly slap it out of my clothes, but now that he’s mentioned it, I can feel bugseverywhere.

“Oh my god. I can feel them, Alec. They’re crawling all over me. Get them off!”

Alec is snort-laughing at my desperation and only minimally helps me brush the hay away. He’s taking far too much pleasure from this, if you ask me. By the time we escape the maze and make it to his truck, I’m literally stripping out of my clothes in the parking lot, gasping when I see a small spider crawling across my stomach.

“Oh my god. I’m like a decaying log! Simba is gonna come eat me.”

“What the fuck are you talking about? Do you mean the meerkat? Timon?”

I stare at him and gape. “I don’t know his fucking name. I haven’t watched that movie in years.”

Alec snorts as I start to unbutton my jeans. I don’t care that there are families around. They’d be doing the same thing if they discovered spiders on their skin.

“Do not take your pants off in public,” Alec commands and then opens the door to his truck.

I stare at him, tugging my jeans down, only to get them stuck on my ankles. Damn shoes. Bet there are bugs in there too.

He moves up behind me and grabs onto my ass, pushing me toward the door and making my dick hard.

“Get in before you get us both arrested for indecency.”

I fall forward, my dick knocking against the seat lever. I hiss as he pushes me up and inside, and when I’m finally sitting in the seat, he slams the door and walks over to the driver’s side. The engine turns on a moment later and he pulls out of the parking lot without a word.

“Fuck yes,” I say as I pull my shoes off and then my socks. My pants come off next and then I roll my window down to shake them out in the wind, but my fingers slip and my pants blow away.

“Fuck,” I murmur as Alec laughs loudly.

“You are such a criminal, Jude Martin. Why did you throw your pants out the window?”

“I didn’t mean to. The wind took them.”

He chuckles at that, and I sigh.

“Want me to turn around so you can find them?”

I shake my head just as I feel a bug crawl across my balls. My underwear is off in a second and out the window along with my pants. I should just toss my shoes out too.

“The birds can have it all. They’re soft jeans and nice undies. They’ll make a nice nest.”

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