Shy nerd who stammers when I ask him for help on my assignment
Shy nerd who shakes as he types his number in my phone
Shy nerd who texts back too quickly and eagerly, agreeing to meet at my place
Shy nerd who sits on my floor instead of my bed, trying to keep his eyes off me
Shy nerd who tries to ignore that I keep getting closer, his eyes drifting from the paper to my chest. His breathing hitches as he sees my chest move up and down, my breath tickling his arm
Shy nerd who watches my hand drift up his arm and pushes slightly against his chest, making him lean back against the bed. He drops his pencil as I sit on his lap, hovering over him
Shy nerd who blushes as I gently lift his chin to meet mine. “I see how you look at me” I say, “do you want me?”. He nods his head and I fully sit on his lap, feeling his growing cock against me
Shy nerd who’s never had anything done to him, and who melts under my touch, eager to meet my demand and to keep it going, yet flushes at the dirtiest word.
