Chapter 99
Not that it took much coaxing; the things Scooter could do with his tongue, even while they were both still fully clothed, were probably illegal in several states. Andy let him in, tangling fingers in his hair, sinking into the pleasure, lazy and slow.
Andy’s hips rocked without conscious thought, seeking more friction, more heat. “Mm, baby…” He managed to slip one hand between their bodies and start working the buttons of Scooter’s shirt open. “God, honey, you make me crazy.”
“Andy, I—” Scooter rutted up against Andy’s thigh, and oh yeah, that was just right, that angle, perfect—
Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzaaat!