"Uh-huh. Even chipped in a couple of hundred bucks extra."
Buzz unbuckles his seat belt and smiles. "Remember the summer we volunteered there?"
"I do. It was a lot of fun."
"Remember Percy? How he pooped on you."
I groan at the memory of the brindle Labrador retriever mix who Buzz nicknamed Percy the Pooper after he did his business on my shoes.Twice.
"That was less fun."
Buzz's hearty laughs fills the cabin. "Your face, though. I wish I'd recorded it."
"I don't. It scarred me for life. Any chance we can change the topic?"
"What would you like to talk about?"
I glance at the canvas perched on the back seat. "How about my cock?"
Buzz follows my gaze. "What about it?"
"Did you like looking at it tonight?"
"I didn't have much of a choice."
"True. But how did you feel?"
"I don't know. I felt…"
I hook my finger under his chin and guide his eyes to meet mine. I'm confident that if he enjoyed the show I put on for him a few nights ago, he liked what he saw back in the art class. "It's okay. You can tell me."
He licks his bottom lip nervously. "I liked it."
I brush my thumb over his cheek. "Do you want to taste it?"
He nods, swallowing hard.
Emboldened, I ask, "You like sucking cock?"
"I do."
His voice is so thick and raspy, the sound shoots straight to my groin. "You wanna suck my cock?"
He nods again. "I really fucking do."
36
Buzz
Court and I tumble our way into my bedroom in a chaotic blur of arms and clothes flying off in every direction.
There's a lot to unpack about the events of the evening so far, and I know there's some unfinished business with Zane, but I don't care about any of that right now. I've spent the past two hours carefully studying every square inch of Court's body, Ireallywant to taste him.
I push him onto the bed and help tug his jeans down his legs. He hooks his thumbs into the waistband of his Calvins and peers up at me. "These are coming off this time."
"No shit," I retort with a grin.
He slides the black briefs down his muscular legs and sets them free with a kick.
