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“That should probably scare me,” I whisper, my words coming out shaky.
“You don’t look scared,” Griz murmurs, ghosting his nose and lips up my neck. I hum, encouraging him to keep going.
I smooth my palms over his sculpted chest, loving the way he groans at my touch. I don’t know what comes over me. Maybe it’s his intoxicating presence, or my own confusing feelings, or the need to be consumed by this man. Either way, I tilt my head up and press my mouth to his. Griz doesn’t hesitate. He moves his lips with mine, taking over the kiss and prying my lips open with his tongue.
I moan softly and let him in, gasping at the need behind each stroke of his tongue. I taste his longing, his promises, and his desire for me. For us. Gripping his hips, I pull him closer to me, desperate for more of him. My sexy cowboy groans and tangles his hands in my hair, angling me right where he wants me so he can delve deeper into my mouth. He’s all-consuming; his masculine, spicy scent, the warmth of his mouth, and his hard length rubbing against my stomach.
“God, Monty, I’ve wanted this since the first moment I saw you,” he murmurs into my lips before taking them again, claiming them as his own.
That should raise a red flag, but I’m too swept up in everything he’s doing with his wicked tongue to care. Besides, I know Griz well enough by now to know he’s not just saying what I want to hear so he can steal a kiss. He’s proven himself to be trustworthy these last few weeks.
Letting go of the last of my doubts and insecurities, I roll my hips against him and slide my hands up his chest, looping my arms around his neck and clinging to him with everything I am.
Griz tears his mouth away from mine, only to nip and kiss down my neck. I whimper when I feel his hands slide down my back so slowly, taking his time to feel every inch of me before gripping my ass in his large, capable hands. We're lost in each other, completely taken over by the lust and longing that has been building up between us all this time.
Eventually, Griz pries himself away from me, giving me one last chaste kiss on the lips before resting his forehead on mine. We're both panting, sharing the same air, and basking in the intimacy we've both craved for so long.
“Best first kiss ever,” I whisper, smiling nervously. I don’t know why I said that except that he makes me feel comfortable to say pretty much anything.
Some deep, gravelly noise bubbles up from Griz’s chest as he tips his head back and takes a deep breath. “Fuck, Monty. You have no idea what that does to me,” he groans almost painfully.
“What?” I ask, genuinely confused.
“Knowing I’m the only one to touch you like this. To see you all disheveled, your lips bruised, your eyes glossed over. It’ll only ever be me, darlin’. You understand that, right? There’s no going back now. You’re mine.”
I chew on my bottom lip nervously, wanting his words to be true but having a hard time believing this isn’t all a dream.
Griz takes my silence for uncertainty and cups my face so sweetly. “We’ll go as slow as you want. I’ll never take anything you don’t willingly give me.”
"I know," I whisper, tilting my head up so our lips are inches apart. "I trust you. With all of me." With that, I kiss him again, letting him know I want this, I want him more than words can say. Each swipe of his tongue and nip of his teeth opens up a need deep inside of me. There's a tugging low in my belly, an almost painful throbbing. He’s awoken some dark, primal need inside of me, one that I know only he can fulfill.
“Gotta stop,” he grunts into the side of my neck before licking me there and catching the tender skin between his teeth. “I can’t hold back much longer, and I don’t want to scare you away.”
“I’m not scared,” I breathe out. “I can’t hold back either. I just… I don’t know what I’m doing. Can you show me?”
"Fuck," he growls, attacking my lips and lifting me up in his arms, making me gasp. I automatically wrap my legs around him and hang on tight as he carries me toward a large oak tree. Gently setting me down, Griz grips my hips and walks me backward until my back is up against the tree. "Are you wet for me, Monty? Is my dirty girl wet for me?"
I let out a throaty moan and nod. “Will you… Can you… T-touch me there?”
“Fuck yes,” he grits out, cupping my pussy and rubbing my aching center over my jeans. “Goddamn, I feel your heat. You need some relief, don’t you sweet girl? Need me to make you come on my fingers?”
His words are so filthy, but they trigger something inside me. This man has reduced me to base urges I didn’t think I had until I met him. I nod and roll my hips, trying to get him to somehow touch me deeper, more, more, more…
Griz nips at my chin, my pulse point, my shoulder, and then slips his hand into my jeans. I know he feels how soaked I am, and it only turns him on more.
“Jesus,” he grunts, stroking my pussy and parting my folds over my panties. The fabric scrapes against my sensitive clit, making me shiver and moan.
“More,” I beg, gripping his meaty biceps and digging my nails in.
Griz plays with the waistband of my panties, teasing me and driving me absolutely wild. Finally,finally, he touches me where I’m throbbing for him, swiping two fingers up my slit and circling my clit.
“Monty… God, so fucking juicy,” he grunts. My pussy contracts at his dirty words, trying to suck him inside. He groans and continues to stroke me up and down, gathering my arousal and massaging my little ball of nerves.
I squeeze my eyes shut and moan, throwing my head back and exposing my neck to his greedy mouth. Griz sucks on the side of my neck and dips one finger into my tight hole, making me grind down on his hand. “Oh,” I gasp, pulsing around him and releasing even more wetness.
“So tight. You’re gonna feel fucking incredible wrapped around my dick, aren’t you, Monty? Do you want me to stretch out this little cunt of yours?”
“Mmhm…” I nod frantically, shifting my hips and forcing his finger deeper inside of me. “Fuck!” I cry out.
