“And how would you rate the crumble last night?” Jay asked.
“A solid eight out of ten.”
Janice sucked in a breath through her teeth. Thomas froze.
“Eight,” Jay said, bracing his hands on the counter. “You gavemycrumble an eight.”
Scott furrowed his brow. “Eight is good –”
“Good!” Jay’s eyes were wide and manic. “Hold me back, Carly. I think I might swing for him.”
“What?” Scott looked to Thomas.
Thomas sighed. “It was a solid ten out of ten.”
“I know it was,” Jay said, shrugging off Carly’s hands. “Some people have no taste.”
Scott shook his head. “I think I’ve had enough crazy for one morning.”
Chapter eighteen
“Haveyoueverhadan orgasm from prostate stimulation alone?”
Scott choked on his mouthful of mash. Thomas leaned over to thump him on the back until his airway was clear.
“Sorry,” Thomas mumbled. “I forgot how vanilla you can be…”
“There’s a time and a place,” Scott said. “Asking me that while I’m eating isn’t it.”
“I thought you’d done.”
“I literally just put it in my mouth.”
Thomas pointed at Scott’s plate. “After you made a mountain out of the remainder.”
“It’s a volcano, actually,” Scott replied, then poured the leftover gravy on the peak. “See.” He wiped his mouth. “And of course I have. What kind of escort would I be if I couldn’t come while being fucked? Guys need to see that; they need to know their cocks are incredible.”
Thomas widened his eyes. “That’s a big advantage.”
“But only after I’ve got myself really worked up with my fingers first, when it’s mind over matter.”
“Elaborate.”
“When you’re that close to coming you only have to think about it to make yourself come. They say that eighty per cent of an orgasm happens in the brain.”
“Who says that?”
“Scientists.”
“Yes.” Thomas huffed. “The kind of people who get turned on by statistics and algebra and wouldn’t know an orgasm if it slapped them on the dick.”
“Going back to your original question,” Scott said. “I’ve never had a prostate orgasm from penetration alone. I’ve always needed a helping hand, specifically my own.”
Thomas’s gaze drifted up the wall opposite him and ended up on the ceiling. “If we do what I’ve got planned, I’ll be taking your prostate virginity…”
“Hey, my prostate is definitely not a virgin.” Scott frowned. “And I thought you were all about sex toys and devices.”
“I am. I’ll be controlling it.”
