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“And let me guess. I followed you up four flights of stairs too without any recollection?”

“It was kind of…sweet. Scary but sweet. I kept hoping you wouldn’t tumble down the stairs.”

I groaned. “And then what?”

“I let you in and tucked you into bed.”

“And then crawled in with me?”

He squirmed beneath me, his leg rubbing against my cock, which hardened at the touch. “Keep still.” I squeezed his hip.

“Umm, yes, sir.”

Jesus.

Scottie was killing me.

I closed my eyes and counted to ten.

“Griff?”

“Hmm?”

“Nothing happened,” he said. “I was tired. Didn’t want to drive back and you…you…”

“I what?”

“Said if I didn’t stay, you would follow me home.”

I glared down at him. “Stop making shit up.”

“Honest to god, I’m not.” He squirmed again, and his cock was even harder now, digging into my stomach. “Can I get up and go home?”

“What are you in a rush for?”

“Umm, I-I—”

I dropped my gaze and nodded down south of his body. “Maybe you want to take care of that first. It can’t be comfortable.”

He closed his eyes and groaned. “Oh my god. Just let me die already.”

I clicked my tongue. “Don’t say that.”

“This is embarrassing.”

“Well.” I stroked the curve of his cheek. “I remember someone saying in their letter that they liked being an exhibitionist.”

Oh god, he got redder. “I was lying,” he whispered.

I leaned forward and pressed my lips to his tightly squeezed ones. “I don’t think you were.” I slid off his body, pulled the sheets back, and lay next to him. His cock tented his ridiculous superhero pajama bottoms. Seemed he hadn’t even thought about changing last night when I called him. He’d just rushed to my rescue because he'd been worried about me.

How sweet of him. A man like me shouldn’t touch someone like him. But all I would do was watch, so no harm in that, right?

“Show me,” I said.

“Show you what?”

“How you touch yourself.”

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