Page 140 of Talk Nerdy To Me
I pick it up and carry it with me, catching them just before they reach the door.
Corbin startles when he sees me, and Maverick’s eyes widen. I keep my expressions neutral as I cradle the large phallus in my arms.
“Fuck’s sake, Britt. Why? Just why would you be buying that?” Maverick asks me, screwing his eyes shut.
“I’ve grown addicted to the sensations provided by a man’s—”
“Don’t,” Corbin interrupts, shaking his head. “Please don’t finish that sentence.”
“It’s natural. In fact, most women find they have a very active libido after losing their virginity,” I continue. “It’s nothing to be—”
They both turn and walk out, and I turn around, feeling a small grin tug at my lips as I go to put the suction-cup phallus back in its bin.
As I turn the corner of the aisle, though, I slam into someone, and my eyes widen when I realize it’s Randy. His eyes widen too. With no warning or preamble, he lifts me from the ground, hugging me.
“Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you,” he says as he squeezes me tightly.
“I don’t like being thanked this severely,” I decide to tell him, feeling incredibly uncomfortable and wanting down now. “Just owe me a favor if you feel you must.”
I’m stiff in his arms, and I reel back quickly when he puts me down. I end up falling back against a hard body as the phallus drops to the ground, and an overly familiar arm wraps around my waist to steady me.
“Seems like you’re everywhere I am today,” Base says very close to my ear from behind me, the heat of his breath fanning my skin.
Well…this is definitely not out of sight or out of mind. At all.
“Here, you dropped this,” Randy says with a very large grin as he picks up the downed phallus.
“Seems ambitious for someone who’s still relatively new to sex,” Base muses.
“That was actually for Corbin and Maverick,” I explain, only causing Randy’s brow to scrunch.
I don’t think he’s constipated.
I feel Base grin next to my ear, because his lips brush my skin, sending a chill skittering up my spine. I quickly wriggle free of him, and take the suction-cup dildo from Randy, before placing it in the bin.
“We stopped in to kill time before we meet up with Tag,” Randy tells me.
I nod like that makes sense, even though I don’t understand the relative link between the two.
I turn to see Base propped up, hands in his pockets, and eyes on me with all that intensity I was starting to wonder if I over-exaggerated. I didn’t over-exaggerate it; I under-exaggerated it.
I see one bag after another being placed on the counter as they finish bringing out Harley’s large order.
“I should go,” I say as I turn in the other direction and walk down the backside of the aisle to avoid more accidental collisions with Base.
“Bye, Britt,” Base says, sounding way too amused.
I don’t know how to react to him right now, and it’s statistically unreasonable to think there will be any other unscheduled run-ins.
I back up again when I see a much more reasonably sized phallus with a lot of very interesting motorized functions. I pull it off the tab and take it with me to the register, never looking back, because it’s really hard to keep my working philosophy working when he’s in sight.
