Nerds Are Freaks Too – 2nd Excerpt
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An Excerpt From: NERDS ARE FREAKS TOO
Copyright © KOKO BROWN, 2011
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
August 31, 2011
“Out on a late-night dildo run?”
The hairs on the back of Roxanne’s neck tingled. She knew that voice, even in the bowels of Kandy’s House of Kink.
Why did she have to run into him here? And stan
ding in front of a wall of plastic cocks! Sucking in a calming breath, Roxanne slowly turned around. Of course, she didn’t immediately look up. That would’ve been too much to handle all at once.
While she fought to gain her bearings, Roxanne checked him out. Starting at the tips of his scuffed square-toed boots, she let her gaze begin a slow, upward crawl. She smiled at the haphazard cuff in his dark rinse jeans, sure he’d flipped the hem more for ease of walking than as a fashion statement.
Her smile faded slightly as she took in his muscular thighs and slim hips. He looked so good in his jeans, Roxanne almost dropped her basket just so she could see him bend over and pick it up.
Her eyes lingered on his groin a little longer before moving on to his narrow waist and trim torso encased in a navy v-neck cashmere sweater layered over a white t-shirt. His chest was so well defined, Roxanne was sure the shirt itself loved being molded to his body. If she were in its place, she certainly would.
He had to be the most mouthwatering specimen of male flesh this side of a men’s magazine style sheet. He was what the fashion magazines dubbed a “sexy nerd”, with his perfect body, inky curls slightly tamed and his baby blues hidden behind his signature glasses.
Thinking dirty thoughts, Roxanne answered his question. “You know what they say? A dildo in the hand is worth two fingers in the bush.”
Leo rested his hands on his hips and a muscle jerked in his cheek. He looked charged, wound up like the night he’d spanked her. If he dragged her over his knee right now she’d personally clear a space on the shelf behind them.
“Why haven’t you returned any of my calls? Have you replaced me already?”He placed his hand over his heart and moaned loudly. An older couple standing at the end of the aisle looked at them curiously.
“Stop it. You’re going to make them think we’re having sex.”
Roxanne tracked his tongue as it glided across his bottom lip. “If I can’t convince you, how can I do any better with them?”
Before she went up in cinders and smoke, Roxanne changed the subject. “Speaking of being replaced, where’s Vicky?”
“She decided to wait outside since I was only popping in.”
Roxanne gulped, dreading the truth but wanting to know the answer. “Are you here to buy condoms?”
Not taking his eyes off her, Leo shook his head. “I have plenty of those at home and a couple in my wallet. I saw you come in here and wanted to say hello. We’ve never gone this long without speaking.”
“Ah, sorry about that.” Roxanne reached up and scratched her temple. She’d forgotten she was the guilty party. “Things have been really crazy at the boutique.”
Leo nodded as if in understanding and then turned toward the wall, giving Roxanne a full-on view of his drool-worthy profile. “It’s been crazy at the office as well, but I still found the time to call.”
Roxanne winced. He was making sure she knew she’d messed up royally.
“Do you need any help ?” And just like that, good old Leo swept her transgression under the rug by changing the subject.
Hiding a grin, Roxanne turned. But her smile wobbled and fell away as she faced what she’d immediately dubbed The Great Wall of Dildos. There were just too many to choose from!
“Confused?” he asked. “Don’t be. They’re all hung according to size.”
“You said hung,” she snickered.
Leo’s gaze met and held hers. “Isn’t that what you want? Hung, I mean?”
Roxanne subtly crossed her booted legs at the ankles. It didn’t help. The pressure only increased the tingling between her thighs. Unable to help herself, she began to sway toward him…
Inhaling a shaky breath, Roxanne reached out for the nearest thing she could find—a metal bar attached to The Great Wall. Her added weight caused the fixture to break off, dumping electric-blue cocks onto the store’s blond wood floors.
Before she could even bend, Leo dropped down and scooped them up.“Thanks,” Roxanne breathed, her eyes drifting over his ass as he straightened. His buns were so hard she could probably crack an egg on them.
What was wrong with her? She was panting after him like a neglected wife with the pool boy.
“Don’t mention it,” he said, sliding them on an empty prong above her head. “You didn’t answer my question.”
Roxanne eyed his crotch. “W-what size are you?”
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