He groaned without breaking our kiss. I moaned back, dragging myself onto his lap, uncaring that the fit was tight. I ran my hands over his shoulders, chest, and back. Wove my fingers into his hair, tugging on the strands, holding him tightly to me.
Mine, mine, mine, grumbled a feral part of me I was only now coming to recognize.
I shifted my legs to better straddle him. He moaned again, kissed me even harder, and rolled his hips up to meet mine. His dick was gloriously hard through his jeans.
Breathing heavily, he pulled our mouths apart, pressing his forehead to mine.
“Fuck … Joss,” he breathed. “I was joking about the rocket in my pocket, but damn, not anymore. Let’s skip out on school. I can think of way better things for us to do today than sit through boring classes.”
In case I missed his message, he palmed my ass and squeezed appreciatively.
“Fuck yeah, let’s skip,” I said without hesitation.
His eyes were matching embers alight with passion as he stared at my swollen lips. “All right, then. This sucky day just got loads better.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s right. I’m really sorry about your mom.”
“Thanks. Good of you to remember.”
“What she pulled was total shit.”
Griffin sighed so that his shoulders rose and fell. I didn’t think it was an act.
“Yeah. Thanks.”
I groaned loudly.
“What?”
“We can’t skip today.”
“Why the hell not? We skip all the time. And we’ve got a really good fucking reason to skip today.” He rolled his hips against mine again, running his hands up and down my back, playing with one of the several thin braids I wore today.
“The others will wanna see you.” I couldn’t be that selfish. I couldn’t keep Griffin from them when the last sight they had of him was Brady, desperate to save him, accidentally snapping off his charred arm.
“They also remember today’s the anniversary of Mitzi abandoning you guys,” I said. “They’ll want to be there for you too.”
“I know,” Griffin said, but his stare had settled on my boobs. “Still, maybe they could be there for me later…”
He dipped his head, dragged the tip of his tongue along the swell of one breast, then the other. The length of my spine shuddered, and I suddenly couldn’t remember a single good reason why we had to go to school. School could suck it. The others would be down to play hooky.
Noticing my reaction, without warning and in one swift move, he tugged down the neckline of my shirt and the cups of my bra until they hooked beneath my breasts—completely naked and exposed.
I gasped.
The crisp chill hardened my nipples in an instant. Griffin licked his lips like he was about to gorge.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he rumbled, and my core clenched.
Griff slowly circled one nipple with his tongue, then the other.
“OhmyfuckingGod,” I breathed as sensation rocketed from my tits to my core, getting hotter with every passing second.
When he pulled a nipple into his mouth and sucked, my mind went blank and I started grinding across his lap.
“You drive me fucking crazy, woman,” he murmured, then sucked my other nipple into that hot, scorching mouth of his.
My vision went hazy. All I could feel was him.
