Page 17 of SCRUMptious

“Fuck, do that again,” I commanded, my head dropping back and my eyes scrunching closed. I couldn’t watch her while she jacked me off, couldn’t see the look in her eyes when I came prematurely all over her fingers. Because I was about ten seconds from blowing my load in my pants and I didn’t even fuckingcare.

Which was why I didn’t see her dropping to her knees until she was tugging my cock free and licking my crown like it was a goddamned lollipop. My eyes sprang open at that first glorious pass of her tongue. “No, Lauren. Don’t. You can’t.”

Looking up at me with eyes that had turned hazy with lust, she swiped the pad of her thumb over my slit. “Please. Let me do this foryou.”

Furiously, I shook my head. Gritting my teeth, I pressed my palms to the table and pushed back, scooting out of her reach. I tucked my cock back where it belonged. “No, not here. Not likethis.”

Lauren fell back on her haunches, her gaze flinty and color high in her cheeks. “Let me get this straight. You can go to town on my pussy in the middle of my kitchen, but I’m not allowed to suck your cock in your orthopedist's’ office?”

Shit. Shit. Shit.

It wasn’t like that at all. If I were a different sort of person, I would have let her suck me off anytime, anywhere. But I wasn’t and I couldn’t and I had to come clean about why. I hadn’t planned on telling her like this. But I couldn’t let her think this was about her. Lauren was perfect and amazing and I loved that she’d wanted to take me in her mouth and make me feel better.

“Come here,” I said, holding my armsopen.

Lauren stared at me with barely concealed anger. “Why?”

“Because I want to holdyou.”

She scoffed and launched to her feet. Crossing her arms, she said, “Yeah, that’s not happening.”

“And because I want to explain.”

“You can explain without touchingme.”

I sighed with defeat. This conversation wasn’t going at all how I’d envisioned it. “Okay, youwin.”

“Funny, I don’t feel like a winner,” she answered with a roll of hereyes.

“What’s that you’re always telling me—quit being a child?” I raised my eyebrow in silent condemnation of her shitty attitude. She might be ten years older than me, but right now she was the one behaving like an immaturebrat.

It’s because she’s embarrassed, my subconscious defended.

“I’m leaving,” she said with a huff, turning to grip the door handle.

Before she could swing it open, I blurted out the startling truth I’d only ever revealed to one other person. “I’m a virgin! That’swhy.”

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Lauren’s handfell from the handle and she turned, almost in slow motion, to face me, her mouth hanging open in shock. “I’m sorry. What did yousay?”

I grimaced and gripped the back of my hot neck. “You know what Isaid.”

“I know what I heard,” she answered, leaning against the door. “But that can’t be right.”

“Why would I lie about something likethat?”

She studied me for a few tense seconds. “To let me downeasy?”

I laughed, but there was no joy in it. “No. I assure you, I want to fuck you. It’s all I can think about.”

“Then how come …” She looked pointedly at my crotch and I felt my dick practicallywilt.

I opened my mouth to answer, when Dr. Crawford rapped on the door with his knuckles and entered, pushing Lauren into the corner.

“You decent in there Donal? Oh, hello,” he said with a touch of surprise once Lauren she popped out from behind the door. Then he looked between the two ofus.

Lauren stepped forward and extended her hand. “Hi, I’m Lauren Andrews. I’m the team chef. Donal was in my kitchen, helping out with a mishap when he re-injured his Achilles.”

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