Page 35 of Cocky Nerd
“Oh you remember that, doyou?”
Helaughs.
“Don’t laugh atme.”
He leads me into the guest room and shuts the door behindus.
He crosses his arms in front of his chest and leans forward to examine my face. “You’re a little workedup.”
I cross my arms in front of my chest too, a petulant child, I just can’t helpit.
“You think that I forgot about you last night, but I didn’tforget.”
“I don’t care, I just—I don’t know if I can handle a month ofthis.”
“I’m sorry I got caught up with work last night, Olivia.” His voice is sultry, all of a sudden. He steps in front of me and gazes down at me, gently brushes strands of hair out of my face with his fingers. His touch sends shivers down my spine and I hate that he has that kind of affect onme.
I step away and start throwing the cash and all my stuff into my overnight bag. I’m not going to let this nerd control me like this—I don’t care how freaking hot he is. If I’m here he should be prioritizing me over everything else—I don’t care if he’s paying me. I don’t care if he has billion dollar international deals. I didn’t have to agree to this. If he thinks he can just…His hands are on myshoulders.
He turns me around to face him. “Olivia…I liked kissing you,” he whispers, cupping my chin. “I liked kissing you more than I like mostthings.”
What the fuck are you doing to me,nerd?
I tilt my chin up. “Then you should do itagain.”
He stares at my lips, hungrily, letting out a sigh. The way he’s looking at me, I feel like the climax ofCarmenis being performed in my stomach, complete with bull fighting and deaththreats.
I stand on my tiptoes, remove his glasses, and kiss him along his jaw line. His stubble is prickly and I need to feel it on my tongue. I lick up his neck to his ear lobe, releasing a guttural sound from histhroat.
“Olivia, I’m trying to work something out with myprogrammers.”
“You should be working something out withme.”
He cradles the back of my head with one hand and leans down into my exploring mouth, his own tongue warm and instantly probing. One hand to my ass and he lifts me up so my legs encircle him. I reach down and feel him growing hard in hisjeans.
“I can’t now,” he says, in between kisses. “The guys are waiting forme.”
“They can wait a little longer,” I say, as I lift up my T-shirt and press my bare breasts against him.Does your work have tits like these? I don’t think so,buddy.
“Oh shit,” he exhales. “What are you doing tome?”
“The question is, what are you going to do to me now that you haveme?”
He gives me a look—game on.He carries me to the bed, lays me down, and kisses my breasts, slow and tender at first, and then he’s licking and sucking wildly. His immediate unrestrained passion is stunning to me, and I wonder if he’s been wanting this for longer than I’d realized. Given my body’s response to him, I even wonder ifI’vebeen wanting this for longer than I’d realized. I toss away his glasses, arch my back pull off my shirt and spread my arms out, giving myself to him. My legs tighten their grip around him, thrusting my aching clit against hiserection.
Hegrunts.
Something has been unleashed, and I loveit.
This needs to happen.Now.
His tongue flicks at my nipple, swirls around before sucking again. He is consuming me, completely unaware of anything but my tits, and I am close to coming already. His surprising carnal lust for me is a total aphrodisiac. I want that big hard cock inme.
I say his name and reach for hisbelt.
Neither of us hears the knock at the door until it goes from timid tourgent.
“Mr. Brandt?” It’s Sanjay. More knocking. “Mr. Brandt, I have the call from NewYork.”
