His eyes studied me, but he didn’t argue. He lowered his lips to my ear. “Let’s wait, baby. Give you—hell, us—time to recover first. So that it’s just us again. I don’t want … him,” he spat, “between us.”
“He isn’t,” I whispered back. “I promise.” There was, however, a tiny chance that I was lying, as much to myself as to him. I realized it even then.
Wrapping both arms around his shoulders, I gave a little hop, and wound my legs around his hips. He, of course, caught me, with both hands under my ass.
As if he couldn’t help himself, he squeezed my butt cheeks and moaned deeply.
When I lifted myself up and lined us up again, he stilled me with those strong hands that massaged my cheeks, spreading them.
“Joss, baby, I love you. We’ve got time. No need to hurr—”
In a single stroke, I sank down onto him, sheathing the hard length of him entirely inside me.
Together, we threw our heads back and groaned.
Layla’s voice cut in sharply.
Griffin and I stilled for a beat before he ground up inside me again. My eyes fluttered shut at the sensation of being so gloriously filled by him. Layla wasn’t wrong, obvi she wasn’t. But fuck if I couldn’t help myself.
Layla pressed.
Brady asked.
Layla went on, unperturbed,
Layla’s point fully taken, I sighed, enjoyed the crap out of Griffin gliding me up and down his cock a few more times, before I unwound my legs from his hips and brought my feet gingerly to the tiled floor, without dislodging him.
He thrust inside me again, causing me to claw at his back with my nails, before growling against my ear.
“Rain check. It’s only a brief rain check. I’ll be back inside you first chance we get.”
“Promise?” I breathed.
He nodded his nose up and down my neck. “Never’s a promise been so easy to make.”
The water temperature began to turn tepid as he withdrew. I didn’t realize I was staring at his dick, wearing my feelings all on the outside, until his rolling chuckle yanked me from my daze.
He lowered his lips to the shell of my ear again. Dragged his tongue along my earlobe, sucked it into his mouth, then said, “You’re looking at my dick like I’m breakin’ your heart by putting him away.”
Eyes wide and earnest, I glanced up at him before admiring his proud, beautiful dick some more. “You absolutely are.”
This time, his laugh was hearty. “Come ’ere.” He opened his arms for me.
I stepped into them, but not before ducking down to drag a long lick up the length of his shaft.
His head hit the tiled wall before he wrapped me in his arms.
A soft knock rapped on the bathroom door.
