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He groaned against my skin at that, gripping my hips to encourage me further. Finished with his ministrations, he pressed quick, sloppy kisses up my chest and against my neck.
Closing my eyes, I tipped my head back and soaked in that bliss, completely overcome by how amazing it felt. The undivided attention on my body had me melting beneath his touch.
Griffin pulled me into him, using his strong arms to hold me close. The slight friction between our bodies made my mind short-circuit, and I could only think about getting what I wanted.
“You’re too much,” he mumbled, finding his way back to my lips. The rasp in his voice sent a shiver down my spine. “But I’ve been secretly thinking about this for a while.”
Letting a tantalizing smile crack across my lips, I kept them so near to his, that they almost touched. “Is it bad that I have too?”
“Bad? No. Wicked? Yes,” he hummed, spreading his legs apart to make mine do the same. That sudden rush of cool air in between my thighs elicited more excitement from me, and I knew the evidence would be plain as day.
His hand slipped between us as it dragged across my upper thigh and crept closer to where I wanted him. Each passing second made my impatience grow, and I couldn’t think about anything else. I needed that friction. The attention and care I hoped he would offer me.
When his finger brushed against my panties, I squirmed.
A smirk settled on his lips as he gently gripped my chin with his other hand. “Don’t move.”
Swallowing hard, I nodded. Even if I wanted nothing more than to jump his bones and reach that high, I did as I was told.
He applied more pressure to my clit, slowly moving that finger back and forth. Pleasure flickered through my body, making me sink further into that touch. Goosebumps arose from my skin, and I was fully prepared to give in to him.
Whimpers fell from my lips as he made those addictive circles against my core. When I wriggled my hips slightly for more friction, he chuckled again.
“You’re so needy,” he whispered against my lips. “Who would I be to ignore that?”
With agonizing care, Griffin hooked a finger into my panties and moved them aside to leave enough room for him. The brush of his skin against my center made me shiver.
The pad of his finger ran the length of me, and I moaned at the sensation. There was no resistance as he explored, stopping at my clit to rub it gently.
I felt his devious smile against my lips. “All this for me?”
Even if it felt pathetic to put up no opposition to his clear dominance over me, I didn’t care. I just wanted everything at once, and I wanted to feel good. Nothing else mattered except for the promise of pleasure.
I nodded, starving for more of his touch. “Y-yes.”
Griffin hummed in appeasement. “That’s what I like to hear.”
To my relief, he slipped a finger inside me and slowly pumped it, sending that bliss through me in tidal waves.
There was no holding back my moans, not while he had the perfect command of my body. When I started grinding against his hand, he inserted another finger.
I felt delirious from my place, gripping his shoulders for support. Our lips were so close, and yet, all I could do was pant against his. The combination of his fingers inside me, along with his palm brushing against my clit was enough to make my head feel woozy.
Griffin seemed to perk up at my moans, surely realizing just how much pleasure he was feeding me. As he picked up his speed, I could hardly think. The only thing on my mind was him, along with the current of excitement coursing through me.
It was unfathomable how he was capable of making me so desperate for more of him that I was willing to throw everything else away. How his touch was enough to spark me back to life. That exhilaration and intrigue I felt seemed so unique to him, and I knew I had never felt that way from anyone else. It was effortless.
As that pleasure mounted, I had had enough. I needed him. I needed more of him.
Reaching for the button of his jeans, I fumbled it before popping it open. Griffin’s brows lifted in subtle surprise, but he eased up on his movements and helped me pull them off.
Like a mutual understanding clicked for us, that desperation set in, and there was no turning back.
We rushed to get his bottoms off, tossing them to the side without care. My skirt was next, along with his boxers, but he had no patience left for my panties.
He yanked them apart with his bare hands, and I didn’t have the mind to protest. Instead, I lifted my hips as I returned to his lap, and what was left of the shredded underwear fell away.
His hands gripped my hips hard as he pulled me into him, not wasting another minute. His lips captured mine, drawing out that intensity between us. My head filled with a pleasant fog, barely registering as Griffin pulled out a condom he likely fished from his jeans before they were tossed.
