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Grimm ignores me and keeps on with his touch, driving me mad. Time seems to take on a life of its own as he torments my nipples. I’m consumed in the sensations that he’s causing. I barely realize he’s moved until he shifts downward and jerks my jeans down.
“Grimm?”
His eyes come to mine as he settles between my thighs. “Gonna eat this pussy,” he rasps. “I’ve been wanting to do it a long time, and I’m a starved man, baby, brace, cause I ain’t stoppin’ until I get my fill.”
I do as he says and brace as he does just that. But bracing wasn’t enough for the earth-shattering, world-tilting on its axis orgasms he gave me one after another. Grimm doesn’t relent his touch, not until he has me begging, pleading for him to be inside me. He rotates using his mouth and fingers, flicking and sucking at my clit and fucking me with his tongue and those magical digits that leave me wanting more of him.
On the last orgasm that has me screaming his name in pleasure, Grimm jerks upward and quickly strips out of his clothes, the intensity of his gaze taking all of me in.
My gaze drops to get the first glimpse of him, and I swallow at the look of how big he is.
“Is . . . is that going to fit?” I blurt, making him chuckle.
Grimm wraps a hand around his shaft and tugs. “Yeah, baby, I’ll fit in you,” he answers. Moving back into position between my legs on his knees. His eyes stay locked with mine as he presses against my entrance.
Slowly he slips in and pulls backward, only to plunge forward a bit more. The pressure isn’t as I would expect and soon, he’s filling me completely. “Grimm,” I pant, holding on to him, digging my nails into his shoulders.
“Fuck, you’re so damn tight. Fuckin’ perfection. You fit me like a damn glove, baby.” he grinds out and gives me a moment to adjust to his girth.
Grimm takes his time, moves, thrusting inside me and I’m consumed again with such intense heat and pleasure unlike any other.
When my release washes over me, Grimm snarls my name and joins me. Breathing heavily, I stay wrapped around Grimm, not letting him move away from me.
“Dimples, baby,” he rasps, “You gotta let go. I need to get you cleaned up.”
“I don’t wanna,” I mumble, but reluctantly, drop my arms.
Grimm grins and withdraws from inside me, then moves away. I follow him with my eyes, watching his naked backside as he moves around the room, heading to the bathroom. He comes back to me a moment later with a wet cloth, and I stare at him as he cleans me. I blink at the sweet, tender touch of him as he takes care of me. I glance down and blink again at the slight ting of blood on the cloth.
“It didn’t even hurt,” I mumble to myself, but Grimm responds.
“I know, baby, I took care of it when I was fuckin’ you with my mouth and fingers. I wanted you lost in the pleasure when I was in you and not the pain.”
I swallow and ignore the tears threatening to want to spill down my cheeks.
Grimm tosses the cloth to the side and climbs back in the bed, pulling me into his side, then dragging the covers over us.
“What are you doing?” I ask, uncertain of the moment.
Now that he’s had me, will he walk away?
“I’m relaxing with my woman after fuckin’ her for the first time,” he answers, pressing a kiss to the side of my head.
“But I thought you . . .”
“Dimples, I ain’t going nowhere, not after what we just did. In a bit, I’m gonna run a bath and take care of you. Then later, I’m gonna ravish you some more.”
Well, okay then. I have to say I like that plan and look forward to more of the ravaging part of it. Though the bath sounds amazing too. Who knew Grimm could be so sweet? I know I didn’t, but I’m lucky I get to see him like this.
CHAPTERELEVEN
GRIMM
“You’re not going to get in trouble, are you?” Apricot asks after opening the door to the shop.
Yesterday after we left, neither of us left her place again. We stayed in her room, where we both took time with each other’s bodies. I knew she was inexperienced, she’d been a virgin, but she’s a quick learner and has a wicked fucking tongue. She about drove me nuts with how good it felt on my cock. For dinner, we ended up having sandwiches she made while wearing my tee.
“Trouble?” I grunt, quirking a brow at her.
