Page 116 of The Nerd & the Ex-Con

“Hmm.” I bit his bottom lip. “Is it that time of the evening already?”

“You know it is,” he murmured.

“But I thought you’d be tired. We’ve done it, what? Around half a dozen times this week?”

“All right, then. If you don’t want to.” Scottie got off my lap, but I pulled him back down.

“I didn’t say that.”

“I want you, Griff.”

“What exactly do you want, Scottie?” I placed kisses along his cheekbone.

“You know what.”

“Say it.”

“Your…cock.” The last word came out softly, and that was all I needed.

With a groan, I set him on his feet and stood. “Let’s go.”

“But what about the table?”

“Someone will take care of it.” I swung him up in my arms. “This way will be faster.”

Scottie laughed as I hurried with him in my arms down the stairwell. When we reached the hall leading back to our apartment, his outbursts had turned into quiet giggles. At least he was considerate in not wanting to wake anyone.

Once inside, I didn’t stop until we were in our bedroom. I lowered Scottie to the floor. “Allow me.”

With slow precision, I stripped him out of his clothing until he stood in front of me in nothing but a black harness and a matching thong with lace edges. His erection strained behind the material.

“Get on the bed,” I ordered softly.

Scottie climbed onto the bed, arranging himself in the center. He propped himself up on his elbows, legs slightly spread to tease me, while his gaze never left mine.

“Beautiful.” I was less patient in ripping my clothes off and dropping them on the floor. I crawled onto the bed and settled myself between Scottie’s milky-white thighs. Just the heat of his body beneath me had me groaning in anticipation. Was it normal to want someone this much?

Scottie reached up and touched my neck. Slowly he ran his hands down my body, his eyes following everywhere he grazed with his fingertips. “I love touching you,” he murmured. “You’re so hard all over. I’m all jiggly.”

“Are you kidding me?” I cupped his hip and slipped my hand beneath him to his ass. “Maybe in all the right places.”

I lowered my head and captured his lips with mine in a sweet kiss. Scottie’s arms came around me, and he locked his legs around my waist. “Griff.”

“Hmm.”

“Are you…”

I kissed his brow. “Am I what, Scottie?”

“Are you…satisfied with me?”

I raised my head, stunned to find the hesitant look on his face. “No.” His mouth fell open, and I rubbed his bottom lip with my finger. “Let me finish. I’m never satisfied because I always want more of you. Just when I think I have enough, I take one look at you and want to claim you again and again. I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

“You don’t mind that I want it all the time?”

Trust Scottie to be the only one ever to think more sex was a problem. I pressed my forehead to his and kissed his nose. “I love that about you and how you won’t let your shyness stop you from wanting it. Let’s just say, I’d put on a strapon for you, if my dick could no longer keep up.”

“Good. Because I want you again.”

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