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Peeling myself off the wall of this dirty trailer, my eyes find his on the other side of the screen door. I’m already a blubbering mess by the time I close the distance between us. The door swings open and I leap into Griz’s arms, burying my face into the side of his neck.
“I’m sorry,” I cry as I cling to him.
“Whoa, hey now,” he murmurs, securing me with an arm under my thighs and one wrapped around my back, holding me close. “I’ve got you, darlin’. I’ve got you.”
Hearing him call me darlin’ has the tears flowing even more.
I don’t realize we’re moving until Griz sets me down in front of a car parked outside of the trailer. I look over his shoulder at my sister standing in the doorway with a goofy smile on her face. She mouths the words, “He’s a good one,” before waving me off.
Griz opens the door for me, guiding me to sit, then buckling my seatbelt. I don’t fight him. I love that he’s here, taking care of every little detail.
I have no idea where we’re going, but when Griz climbs in the car and covers my hand with his, I don’t care. I’d go anywhere with this man.
Ten minutes later, we’re pulling into a hotel. Griz hops out, unbuckling me and pulling me out of the car. I grin at his eagerness but sober up when I get my first good look at him. The man looks wrecked. Dark circles hang under his eyes like he hasn’t slept in days. Lord knows I haven’t. He looks weary like he has the weight of the world on his shoulders. I know I did that to him, and I feel a wave of guilt rising up in my chest, choking me up.
“Griz,” I start, unsure how to begin apologizing.
“Not here, angel. Let’s get you inside.” Before I can protest, he bends down and throws me over his shoulder, much like he did the other night when he carried me off to his room. I can’t help but smile, despite the storm of emotions churning in my gut.
Once inside the hotel room, Griz turns toward me, backing me against the closed door. He towers over me, one hand resting next to my head while the other cups the side of my face.
“I want to make something very clear,” he tells me, his voice low and serious. I blink a few times, nibbling on my bottom lip. “I love you, Monty. I love you with my entire being. You’re fused into my goddamn soul, darlin’, and I can’t let you go one more second without knowing how precious you are.”
“Griz,” I say with a sniffle. “I’m sorry I left.”
“None of that,” he whispers, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “I just want to know you. I want to know what makes you tick, what makes you happy, and what fears you have so I can chase them away. I want to know your past, angel, but more than that, I want to be your future.”
I nod my head, brushing my lips against his.
“Yes, I want that too. I want to trust you. I want everything with you.”
“Music to my goddamn ears, love,” he murmurs, angling his head to kiss me for real.
I fall under his spell, welcoming his tongue as he strokes it against mine.
“Need you,” I pant into his open mouth, my fingers already working on unbuttoning his shirt. “Show me how much you love me. How good we are together.”
“Fuck,” he groans. “Need you more than my next breath, darlin’.”
Griz steps back, leaving me a wet, needy, wanton mess. He strips down, revealing his delicious muscles to my greedy eyes. Griz wraps his hand around his massive cock, stroking it a few times before peeling me off the door and undressing me as well.
He guides me to lay down on the bed, then he kneels in front of me, gripping my ankles and tugging me so my ass is almost hanging off the bed.
I squeal, and he nips at my thighs, causing me to giggle and then moan when he licks away the sting. He slips one leg over his shoulder and then the other. I’m spread wide before him with just a thin scrap of lacy panties separating my pussy from his face.
“Jesus, Monty…” Griz presses his nose into my panties and breathes me in. I try to wiggle away. It feels embarrassing and too intimate. “No way, darlin’. No hiding from me. I’ve missed this sweet cunt.”
I feel his thumb rub me through the thin layer of fabric and all of my apprehension fades into pleasure. “Missed you, Griz,” I moan as he works me over. I’m already on edge and he’s hardly touched me yet.
“Missed you too, beautiful. I can’t wait any longer, I have to taste you,” he grunts, sounding about as desperate as I feel.
“Yes, plea – Oh!” He rips my panties off and dips his tongue inside of my hole, dragging my juices up, up, up til he’s circling my clit.
“Shit. You taste better than I remember.”
He dives back in, licking, sucking, and devouring every inch of my pussy. I feel his tongue, teeth, and hot breath working in tandem to wind me up tighter and tighter. He shoves two fingers deep inside me and curls them up. My back arches off the bed and I scream his name, riding the sweet edge of torture and pleasure, ready to fall into oblivion at any moment.
Griz continues to thrust his fingers in and out of me as I writhe and buck my hips.
