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“Well, that was pretty incredible,” I admitted. “Is sex with you going to be that good?”
“I’ll try,” he answered. “Come on. Get up.”
He scrambled to his feet and held his hands out to me, helping me up as well. I stumbled and fell into his arms, and he held me, his fingers turning my face to kiss him.
“Are you okay?” he asked again, pulling back to rake his gaze over my face.
“Five by five, boss,” I promised him.
“Well, maybe I should take you back to my place,” he said. “Just to be sure.”
“Oh?” I asked, smirking. “Want to play doctor?”
“Something like that,” he agreed. “Get your pants on.”
“Yes, sir.”
The drugs seemed to have been purged from my system, because my head was definitely clearer than it had been a little while ago. But my muscles were still spasming with aftershocks and it took me longer than it should have to get my jeans pulled up.
“You’re a mess,” Griffin said, blowing out a chuckle as he knelt in front of me to help me slide my feet into my sneakers.
“Imagine how bad it will be when you actually fuck me,” I teased him.
“I won’t have to imagine for long,” he insisted. “Get your shirt and let’s go before I forget myself and just take you now.”
“Oh,” I said, leaning into him and wrapping my arms around his neck. “Is that suddenly an option?”
“No,” he snapped, but he wound an arm around my waist and pulled me into a deep kiss before pushing me away again. “Shirt.”
“Uh-oh,” I said, grabbing my tee from the floor and pulling it over my head. “Mono-syllabic. You sure you don’t just want me to suck you off here?”
“I’m sure,” he said, tossing me his keys. “But you have to drive because I’m not sure I can bend enough to get behind the wheel.”
My gaze traveled down his body as I shoved the Porsche keys in my pocket, and I could see the outline of his erection straining against his jeans.
“That looks painful,” I said, drawing my tongue across my lower lip.
“Matt,” he growled, his gaze narrowing at me. “Do not.”
“Don’t what?” I asked, stepping into him again and pressing my palm against his cock through his pants. “You made me come so hard I passed out. It’s not fair that I make you suffer all the way back to your place, is it?”
He groaned and thrust his hips forward against my hand as he dug his fingers into my hair, tugging me into his mouth and kissing me so hard our teeth clacked loudly against each other.
I broke from the kiss first, peppering wet kisses over his jaw, down his throat and across his chest as I lowered myself to my knees in front of him. My fingers opened the button on his jeans, and I looked back up to meet his gaze, silently asking his permission to proceed.
He gave a slight nod, and I wrenched his pants down his thighs, freeing his erection before he had a chance to rethink it. I wanted to feel him against my lips, wanted to taste him, wanted to give him at least a fraction of the pleasure that he’d just given me.
Yes I wanted him. Needed to feel him inside me. Desperately ached for him to be my first. But right now, I just wanted to make him come.
Whereas he’d started out teasing me, I just swallowed him into my mouth as far as I could, hollowing my cheeks to suck pressure against his shaft before easing up, just to slide back down, allowing saliva to pool around my tongue and make his cock slick so it would be easier to take more of him.
Griffin moaned and leaned his hands on my shoulders as his thighs quivered, but he didn’t say a word as I took more and more of him down my throat, forcing myself to push past the urge to gag.
The velvet feel of his skin against my lips and tongue felt so good, my own cock twitched in interest again and I ached to rub my hand over myself, to milk myself to orgasm while I sucked his dick, but I didn’t. This was about him. I’d already gotten mine and now it was his turn.
Griffin’s breath hitched loudly, and his fingers curled into my hair as he pumped his hips, fucking my mouth hard and fast. I forced myself to relax and take it, wanting him to do what he needed to do to me to get his release. But when he slowed and tried to pull away, I locked my hands around his thighs and thrust my face toward his body again, taking him back inside me.
“Matt!” Griffin yelled, his tone somewhere between ecstasy and anger.
