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“You already know. You’ve kissed me.”
“I’m not just talking about your mouth, but it’s a good place to start.” He walked up to the edge of the bed and crooked a finger at me. “Come here, Scottie.”
Heart working overtime, I desperately tried to keep up with my breathing. “What f-f-for?”
“So I can kiss you. Touch you. Spread those peachy cheeks apart and see if you taste as good as I know you will. Ass shouldn’t look so good on another man, but yours damn catches my attention every single time.”
Oh my heart. It’d been a long time since I wanted something this badly.
Just one taste was all right. Wasn’t it?
I bit my bottom lip. “Are you safe?”
“Safe?”
“You know.” I glanced down at his bulge. “Safe for… umm…”
Come on, Scottie, do better. You’re not a little kid anymore. The s-word isn’t a bad word. You can say it.
“Just spit out what you’re trying to say.”
“Safe for sex.”
“You mean whether I have any STDs?”
So blunt as usual.
“Yes, that.”
“No, I don’t. You?”
I shook my head.
“Good. Glad that’s handled. If you’re still not convinced, I don’t have to fuck you raw the first time.”
My mouth fell open. “Who said… that’s going to happen?”
“The way you’ve been eyeing my cock. You’re practically salivating. Maybe I should give you a better look, then you can decide.”
“It’s not—”
Oh my.
Oh my.
Griff shoved down his boxers, and his swollen member popped out like a Jack-In-The-Box. But there was nothing funny or scary about it. The huge flushed tip, veiny shaft, and heavy balls had my chest rising and falling hard. It took everything out of me to not tear my clothes off, spread my legs, and guide his erection right where I ached something awful.
“That look,” he whispered. “That’s the look that says you’re exactly the little cockslut you portrayed in those letters you sent me. Sure, the package is different, but I’d bet every dollar in my name that if I fuck you against that wall with your legs around my waist, you’d be in heaven.”
He wasn’t lying.
“Am I not right, Scottie?”
I closed my eyes and slowly nodded. Had I ever hated how easily I got turned on? How rough I usually wanted it? Sure. When my ex never knew the difference between rough and fun and abusive and painful.
This isn’t what you came here for.
But that didn’t mean I couldn’t have it.
