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We cleared the table, dumped our trash into the bin, and returned the trays to the food truck. With an arm around Scottie’s shoulder, I led him past the trucks and stalls, not caring where we would end up walking.
“Are you having a good time?” I asked.
“Yes.”
“Is there anything else you want?”
“No.”
Why the one-word responses again? He was back to being nervous around me.
“Something bothering you?”
“Feeling a little guilty,” he said. “But not guilty enough to stop this.”
“Stop what?”
He halted, threw his arms around my neck, and pulled my head down for a kiss. For a guy not expecting sex tonight, he kissed like he wanted it. He swirled his tongue in my mouth, letting out sexy little moans. I deepened the kiss, reaching behind him to cup his ass. His jeans were soft enough to feel how nicely he filled out the material.
Although we’d walked away from the crowd, we were still in public. Anyone could see me kissing him, but I was too distracted by Scottie’s hand to really care. It slipped from around my neck, shoved under my shirt, and stroked my hard abs. He went even lower and grasped my junk.
“I want to taste you,” he murmured.
“Scottie—”
“Please.”
Shit. I glanced around, trying to find a dark enough area for us to fool around.
“Come with me.”
16
SCOTTIE
This isn’t me. I don’t engage in public sex.
Lies. All lies I’d told myself in the past because I was ashamed of some things I always wanted to do. My adrenaline spiked the farther away from the crowd we went. Where was Griff taking me? He likely had no idea where we were going either. Just when I was about to halt our adventure, we came upon an empty gazebo.
It was too perfect to ignore.
“It’s dark, but we shouldn’t stay for long,” Griff whispered. He cupped my cheek and kissed me hard. “You sure you want to do this?”
“Yes.” I dropped my hand to the front of his jeans and squeezed.
Hello, big boy.
He groaned, his head tilted slightly back. “Take it out, then. What are you waiting for?”
I fumbled with his belt, releasing it from the catch, then unbuttoning his pants. The metal of his zipper screamed as I lowered it. My heart pounded, and I swallowed. I glanced over my shoulder. Was anyone in the shadows watching us?
“Get on with it,” Griff hissed. “You don’t want to get caught, do you? Or do you want someone to come and watch how a good boy sucks his man’s cock?”
My breath hitched. My man. Was that who he was? I pulled his cock out of his underwear and stroked him twice. He was stretched from base to tip and hard as a rock. I’d eaten a lot more than I should have, yet my mouth watered for a taste of him. My belly felt empty without a drop of him after all I’d consumed.
“Come on. A good boy gets down on his knees. Kneel on the jacket.”
I padded the jacket beneath my knees. I stroked Griff’s shaft, raising him so I could lick the underside of his beautiful sac. The musky scent of sweat and his soap filled my nostrils.
