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“Yes it is,” I whispered. “Even if I get the brand carved out, the scars will always be there. We’ll always be branded by them.”
“You’re right,” he agreed. “We’ll both always bear the marks of what we’ve survived. A lifetime reminder of how we were brought together.” He smiled softly at me. “You’re still stoned.”
“I am,” I said. “But I want this. I want you. I wanted you dead sober the other night. I’ve wanted you for years. That’s never going to change, Griffin.”
“I know.” He smiled softly. “I’ve wanted you, too, you know. This has never been one sided. Since the first time we spoke on the phone, I knew you were going to be very important to me.” His palm cupped my jaw, and he held my gaze. “Not to the mission, Matt. To me.”
“Don’t get sappy on me now, boss,” I teased, sliding my fingers into his hair and pulling him back down to kiss me again.
His tongue parted my lips, and he dropped his weight back on top of me, our bodies aligned and viciously rutting against each other.
The friction of his erection against mine was driving me crazy and I shoved an arm between us to unbutton his jeans before using my fingers to claw at his waistband, desperately trying to urge his pants down his legs.
“Wait, wait.” Griffin pulled back and stared down at me, his palm cupping my jaw. “Do you have condoms and lube here?”
“What?” The lust-haze that was fogging my already cloudy mind took a minute to understand what the hell he was even talking about. “Oh. No. I don’t.”
“Okay.” He gently pushed off of me, propping himself up on one arm as he settled against my side. “Then we need to slow way the fuck down here.”
“It’s fine,” I argued. “We can—”
“No. We can’t.” Griffin leaned over me, placing another gentle kiss against my lips. “No lube, no sex. Just because you’ve never done this before, doesn’t mean you don’t understand the mechanics, right? You’re still high and not thinking totally clearly.”
“Do we really need condoms?” I asked, stretching up to nip at his lower lip.
“I’d prefer it,” he admitted. “While you may have a virtuous past, I don’t. I get tested regularly and I’ve always used protection, but I won’t risk anything with you.” He tilted his head and held my gaze. “Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth?”
“I understand,” I assured him. “But I’m not thrilled about it.”
“There are other things we can do,” he said, his hand sliding down my stomach to my crotch, where he pressed his palm flat against my aching erection. “Maybe we should just stick with a blowjob tonight.”
I felt my brow furrow in confusion, and I shook my head as if I could clear it like an Etch-A-Sketch.
“So, you won’t fuck me without a condom, but you’ll let me put your dick in my mouth and swallow you without it?”
“I didn’t say you’d be putting anything in your mouth,” he whispered, lowering his face toward me again and ghosting his lips across mine.
My cock jumped against my jeans, and I let out a pathetic little whine as I realized that he planned to go down on me.
“Let me take care of you tonight,” he said. “That’s why I’m here, right?”
“You’re the boss,” I agreed.
“That’s my brave, little soldier,” he teased. “Taking one for the team, like always.”
“I aim to please,” I said with a slow smile. “Kiss me.”
He leaned over me once more, his lips firm against mine as his fingers delved into my waistband, his thumb deftly popping open the button on my jeans before he pulled my fly down, spreading the denim open without ever breaking the kiss.
My hips canted up instinctively, my body searching for his touch, and he obliged immediately, his hand curling around my erection over my boxers, gripping me firmly in his palm.
I tried to cry out, but his lips were still on mine, and he swallowed the sound as he dug deeper into my jeans, his hand slowly pumping over my shaft.
When he released me I opened my mouth to complain but realized that he was trying to drag my pants down my legs. I lifted my hips and watched as he pulled my boxers and jeans off then tossed them aside.
My cock was already rock hard, precum collecting at my tip, dripping slowly onto my stomach.
“You’re sure?” he asked, meeting my gaze. “Because once I start, neither of us are going to want to stop.”
