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I’ve been awake for the better part of thirty minutes. I expected to sleep for an hour or two with her in my arms, but my body apparently needed more. When I finally woke it was near nine a.m. and after a quick shower and a call to Joyce to tell her to push my first appointment of the day back, I’m dressed and ready to head to my place to change my clothes and grab a case file from my home office.
“I need to get to work.” I lean down to kiss her softly.
She smells incredible. It’s a heady mix of her perfume and sex.
She kicks the lightweight blanket that’s been covering her body off. I know I shouldn’t look down, but I do. She’s a beautiful woman. Every inch of her is utter perfection.
How in the hell am I supposed to walk away from this to go to work?
“In the middle of the night you said something about morning sex,” she purrs. “I’ve never had that. Can you teach me?”
Sexy little siren.
“I’ll teach you everything I know,” I whisper into a soft kiss on her lips. “This is going to be for you. All for you, Piper.”
I don’t bother undressing because I don’t want to waste a second of time with her.
I slide down the bed, parting her legs, revealing the soft brown curls above the seam of her pussy.
I take my first taste with a swipe of my tongue over her clit. She squirms. “Griffin, I’m already wet.”
She is. She’s wet and ripe. Her flesh is still swollen from last night.
“Relax, beautiful.” I tenderly rest one of her legs over my shoulder before I do the same with the other. “Lay back and enjoy this.”
Her hips circle on the bed as I dive in, eating her with a fury, aching for more but knowing that her taste will linger on my lips for the rest of the day.
Chapter 36
Piper
“I’m going to miss you, Piper.” Rufus drops the towel around his waist. “Not only did you give me a shot at modeling for you, but you’re the reason I’m going to London for fashion week.”
I don’t look down. I’ve never been interested in Rufus’s body beyond the fact that it’s been a tool for me to use to teach my students about the human form.
“You have Griffin to thank for London,” I point out looking over at his empty stool.
I was hoping he’d come to class early today. After he ate me to an orgasm yesterday morning, he left my apartment in a rush.
Since then, we’ve only had three short text message exchanges. He’s been overloaded with work the past two days and I’ve not only been working, but I’ve been searching for a model with the same body type as Rufus to take over his spot next week.
So far, I haven’t found anyone.
“I have a friend who is interested in this gig.” Rufus rakes his hand through his blond hair. “I know you probably have a bunch of guys waiting in line, but he’s a lot like me. I think he’d do a great job.”
It’s exactly what I needed to hear today. I don’t hesitate at all. “Are you serious? I’ve been hitting brick wall after brick wall trying to find someone.”
“My buddy, Cameron, will do it.” He looks over to where his clothes are sitting on a table. “I can shoot him a text right now to arrange for us to meet him after class for a beer. You can check him out and see if he’ll work for you.”
I glance at Griffin’s easel. He’s still not sitting on the stool behind it.
My first choice would be to hang out with him after class, but I won’t have a class to teach next Monday if there’s no model on the stage. I could switch it up and offer the position to a woman but the course is already half over and my students are making great strides in perfecting their interpretations of the male form.
“Set that up,” I say excitedly. “I’ll see if Griffin wants to join us once he’s here.”
Rufus smiles. “Good idea. I can buy the suit a beer to thank him for getting my ass to London.”
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