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The taste of her lips, the feel of her body against mine. I’m lost in her, and for the first time in forever, I feel like I have a purpose. A real one.
My insides feel like pins and needles. I just assumed I didn’t have a heart anymore. It’s there, though, frostbitten as shit, but there. Thawing after the long, cold winter.
It fucking hurts as much as it feels good. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do with this new emotion I have, but I’m grateful for it.
I start to undress her and try to find the wit I’m known for. “I bet your boyfriends loved having me watch them try to have sex with you. That poster is something else.”
“I’m a virgin. Nobody has ever tried to have sex with me.”
My hand on her bra freezes.
Chapter Five
Mallory
Maybe I shouldn’t have told him. I assumed he would figure it out, though, and it might not be a good surprise if he was inside me when he realized it.
“Griffin?”
He looks at me, and his eyes are so intense it takes my breath away. “Mallory,” he says, his voice thick and low.
“Did I ruin it? Do you not want me now?”
He blinks at me. “Not want you? Baby, the beast inside me that’s been clawing to get out since I first saw you has just been unleashed. You have no idea what I want to do to you. I’m trying not to lose control and scare you right now.” He strokes the place where he bit me earlier in his dressing room. “I want you in ways I can’t even begin to describe.”
I’m twenty-two. I should not be a virgin at twenty-two. “You could have anyone.” I swallow hard, feeling my pulse race with excitement.
His hands find my hips, and I can feel his fingers digging into my skin. “You make me burn, little dove.” He takes my hand and kisses it gently, then brings my finger into his mouth and sucks it. “Do you want to tell me why you’re still a virgin?”
Want is kind of a strong word in this case. I don’twantto be a virgin, much less explain why.
“You may have figured out by now that I’m not a risk taker. Everything about sex is risky.”
“Everything about sex is fucking awesome. The dirtier the better. Baby, you don’t want to hide from this. You want to experience it.”
He’s right. I do want to experience this, but I’m scared. Scared of the unknown, scared of the pleasure, scared of the pain. I take a deep breath and try to relax.
“Will you help me?” I whisper. “Show me? Teach me?”
He grins and my heart flutters. “Nothing I want more than to show you how to fly.”
He finishes taking off my bra. “Sunday School, your tits are perfection.” He runs his hands over them, then he leans down and takes one in his mouth, slow and deep.
“They’re too big,” I say. God that feels good.
“I promise you that your tits are not too big.” He goes back to sucking, long pulls that make me moan and arch my back.
It feels like there is a direct line from my nipples to my pussy. I’m so wet now, and so close to coming. From this?
My body is getting ready for something, something more. I can feel it in my bones.
“Please,” I beg, my voice hoarse.
He looks up at me, his eyes dark with desire.
“What do you want, Mallory?” he asks, and his voice is like velvet.
“Please.”
