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After a moment of feverish kissing, I felt him prodding against my entrance, and a shiver ran down my spine. Glancing down, I managed to see just how big he was, and my heart faltered. There was no way.
But he began slowly, bringing me down onto him.
We both inhaled sharply at the initial insertion and took the chance to breathe through the overwhelming sensation. He groaned into my neck as I went further and further, taking more of him.
I even surprised myself, but that small victory simmered away the moment he bottomed out, and I felt so full of him. So perfectly consumed by him.
Moans tumbled from my mouth the moment he gripped my ass and slowly moved me up and down his length. My walls hugged his girth so perfectly, that I couldn’t do anything but hold him for dear life.
Griffin tried to bite back his groans, but the occasional sound of appeasement slipped, and he moaned into the kiss.
Our lips broke apart the moment I needed air, and I tipped my head back, stunned by that incredible pleasure. Griffin gripped my breasts as I started rocking my hips, taking control for the first time.
He seemed surprised by the initiative but didn’t protest. Instead, he let go of my hips with one hand and leaned into the couch. His eyes scanned my body like he was starving, eyes glittering with interest.
Seeing how willingly he gave up that control, along with how satisfied he looked to see me like that, gave me the courage I needed.
Bouncing on him with my hands resting on his thighs, I kept my gaze on him, even if it felt nearly impossible to keep my eyes open. Pleasure surged between us, and while he maintained enough of his composure, I caught his mask slip.
Griffin dropped his head back and continued to vaguely guide me with his other hand against my hip. Each time I was nearly full of him, he’d push me down harder, eliciting those sinful moans from us both.
A building tension made me eager to be close to him, and I reached forward to grip the couch cushion behind his head. With our lips an inch apart, I rode him as fast as I could, ready to see just how quickly he’d give in.
With that speed came the tightening coil within me, thanks to each swell of pleasure that coursed through me.
Our sounds mingled together in the living room, which seemed to grow stickier with every minute that went by. I basked in how seductive he sounded. How he let go and allowed himself to feel every moment of it.
After a particularly deep thrust, Griffin groaned against my mouth and gripped my hips with both hands. Like a switch had been flipped, he regained control of the situation and thrusted into me like he would have the chance to again.
My arms wounded their way around his neck, holding onto him for dear life. He fed me that raw, blinding pleasure, and I didn’t know how much more I could take.
While his hips were eager and unrelenting, his hold on me was gentle enough to make me feel safe in his arms. Like we were in it together, both searching for the relief we wanted.
The moment everything came to a head, I squeezed my eyes shut from the blinding release that ripped through my body. It slammed into me, forcing me to grip him and take in that pure ecstasy.
Griffin kept thrusting through my release, growing sloppier with his movements. His palms flattened against my back as he held me close, burying his face in my shoulder. He tensed as he choked back a moan, hips stuttering as he hit his own high.
At once, we were both cloaked by that relief, left to hold one another, and try to pick up the pieces.
Completely fulfilled and exhausted from the exhaustion of it, it was nearly impossible to keep my eyes open. I could barely register as he pulled out and carefully lifted me from the couch. The rest was a content blur.
At one point or another, I felt the bed beneath me, along with the blankets being draped over top of me. Not long after, the warmth of him pressed against my back, and that immediate comfort surrounded me.
Only one thought stayed with me as I went in and out of consciousness.
I had sex with Griffin West.
Chapter 11 - Griffin
While the house was fairly similar to my own, waking up in Sara’s bed was disorienting.
Seeing her all nestled in the blankets on the other side of the mattress immediately reminded me of what occurred the night before. The Roadbar, coming to an agreement to fool my parents and her ex, and landing myself in her bed.
There was no denying how intense and incredible it had been. Even my wildest imagination could never create something as satisfying as what went down between us, but at the same time, I never intended to take our arrangement so literally.
It felt good to at least begin making amends with her, but it seemed my convictions hadn’t been strong enough to resist her.
I didn’t want to take advantage of Sara, and I never planned to. I certainly hoped she didn’t think that was what occurred.
