Page 117 of Second Chance Trouble


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“Yep. And sometimes just me.”

“What do you mean?”

“Nothin’. We should get to studying. I have a feeling there’s a lot we have to cover,” I said changing the topic.

Although I never knew my mother, the topic was still a sore spot for me. Mostly because of my dad. He would never say it, but I think her loss hit him hard. At least, that was my guess.

Quin started by showing me the most organized flow chart I had ever seen in my life.

“Here’s what we’re going to have to cover by Thursday,” he said getting right to business.

His assertiveness was almost enough to distract me from his knee hovering inches from mine as it supported the textbook. Or, the whiff I got when he leaned over to point out something on an opposite page. His sweet musk kept making my dick hard. Bending forward was all I could do to hide it.

“You keep leaning forward, is your back okay?”

“My back? Yes. That’s why I keep bending over, because of my back. I need to keep it stretched. You know because of practice.”

“If you want, we can move to the dining room table? The chairs have a little more support,” Quin suggested sweetly.

“Yeah, maybe that would be best.”

I was about to get up when I realized I was still massively hard.

“Um, maybe in a second.”

“Your back’s really hurting, huh?”

“Yeah, it’s hurting really bad.”

“I’m so sorry. I wish you would have said something sooner. This might sound weird, but I can give you a massage if you’d like. I taught myself a few years back. I haven’t had many opportunities to practice, but I think I’m still pretty good.”

“Umm…”

“I’m sorry, is that weird? Offering to give you a massage is weird, isn’t it?” Quin said wilting before my eyes.

“No, it’s not weird at all. I’d love to have one. It would really help… my back.”

“You sure?”

“You don’t know how much,” I said with a smile.

“Okay. Then…”

Quin looked around. “My bed would probably be more comfortable.”

There was no way I was going to be able to get up now.

“I think the couch will be fine.”

“Okay.”

Quin got up and began stretching his fingers.

“Undress to your level of comfort and lie down.”

Heat flashed across my cheeks. Did he just tell me to undress to my level of comfort? The idea of getting naked for him made me so hard my cock started twitching. Only God knew what would happen if I were to take off my pants. There was no way I could do that. But, I could take off my shirt.

Slowly pulling it off, I peeked up at Quin. The way he stared did all sorts of things to me. I was going to have to think of a lot of baseball if I wasn’t going to cum in my shorts as soon as he touched me. It was worth the risk, though. I needed his hands on me. And when I lied down and he got on top of me, I was in heaven.

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