Chapter 20
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GRIFFIN
Q uynh
Quynh squealed in delight as he whirled them around and ran up the staircase with her wrapped around his body like a koala bear.
He would never let her fall, but he reveled in the way she gripped him tightly in her arms. He enjoyed the way her thighs clenched around his hips.
Pretty soon, he’d be able to feel it without the barrier of their clothes between them.
This time, instead of tossing her on the bed. He let her cling to his body as he pressed her against the bedroom door he’d slammed shut behind them, hands creeping under her top, aching to touch her skin just beneath his fingertips.
“You good?”
God, he hoped she was ready for this. Please say yes.
“Yes,” she said, the words coming out on a soft exhale.
Not giving her a chance to change her mind, he pressed another demanding kiss to her lips. Like a flower unfurling its petals in the spring, Quynh seemed to blossom with his gentle caresses.
His cock was unbearably hard and pressing insistently against his pants. If they continued like this, he wouldn’t last longer than a few minutes. But he needed to make this good for her.
He gently unwrapped her legs from his hips, placing her down slowly on the ground and breaking their kiss.
Griffin took a step back, admiring her freshly kissed lips and the flush to her skin. He did that to her. It made something primitive inside of him puff up with pride.
He reached an arm behind his head and yanked his shirt off, smirking when he realized she was watching him undress with rapt attention. He cocked a brow at her, his smirk widening into a grin when her blush deepened.
When she reached for the hem of her sweatshirt, slowly pulling it up and over her slender hips, his smile fell.
She teased him with her bare abdomen. Each inch she revealed to him was a treat.
He gulped when he glimpsed the bottom of her bright pink sports bra.
She worked her arms out of the sleeves before pulling the sweatshirt over her head.
She squared her shoulder and met his gaze, shooting him a smirk.
Like she was daring him to look. She stood with her back straight as he let his eyes drift down, taking in her slender neck, leading to delicate collarbones.
The pink straps of her sports bra held up her small, pert breasts in a tight embrace.
The thought of getting the garment off her made his teeth ache with anticipation. He wanted to see what she looked like, completely bared to him.
His eyes drifted lower, over her soft abdomen, her hips hugged by those distractingly tight leggings.
His eyes whipped back up as she tucked her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and shimmied them over her tight hips.
Inch by delicious inch, she revealed her matching pink panties before sliding one leg out of the leggings and tossing it to the side.
She stood before him like a goddess, confident in her ability to bring him to his knees.
She need not ask for a sacrifice. He was more than willing for the chance to worship her at her altar.
All she needed to do was say the word, and he would be her willing champion or servant.
The urge to kneel at her feet and worship her was strong, but he remained standing as she sauntered up to him.
He braced himself as she placed a warm hand on his naked chest, running her fingernails down his pecs and over his flat nipple.
He shuddered at the sensation as she trailed her fingers lower, over his tight abdomen, which clenched reflexively at her touch and found their way into the coarse hair leading straight to his cock hidden beneath his pants, the incessant member begging for her attention all day.
Or, really, since he first laid eyes on her days ago.
He held himself still while she explored his body. His abs rippled under her light touch, and goosebumps erupted across his arms. Griffin held his breath as she teased the waistband of his jeans with a finger. When she went to unbutton his jeans, he grabbed her hand to stop her.
He wouldn’t last much longer if she touched him right now. No. Right now, he needed to regain some of his control and take care of his woman first.
She looked at him in shock.
“You first, sunshine.”
Without another word, he bent at the waist, picked her up, and tossed her over his shoulder. He smiled at her delighted shriek as he tossed her onto his king-size bed. Her body bounced before he pounced on her.
He gripped her ankles and pulled them apart so he could fit his body between her legs. He crawled up her body until they were chest to chest, hip to hip. He braced his hands on either side of her head as they took each other in.
Slowly, he relaxed his body into hers, allowing his weight to press her deeper into the mattress. Her soft skin against his hard chest was a pleasure in itself, but still, there were too many garments between their bodies. He’d need to rectify the problem immediately .
He braced a forearm against the bed and used his other hand to trace the pink strap of her sports bra. He pulled on it, letting it flick against her skin, and she gasped at the sensation.
Was she into pain?
He’d have to explore it later.
He leaned down, rubbing his nose against hers gently, breathing in her sweet vanilla scent that drove him crazy.
With his lungs full of her scent, he let out a soft breath over her lips, laying a gentle kiss on her soft lips, taking his time to explore the way her lips responded to his in a sensual embrace.
This time, the kiss was not frantic and desperate.
As if they had all the time in the world to get to know each other.
To appreciate each other’s bodies, both knowing where the next steps will lead them.
He broke the kiss, trailing kisses along her jawline.
She turned her head to allow him access to her sensitive neck, her hands coming up to grip him around his biceps as he laved at the juncture where her neck and shoulders met.
He teased her with gentle nips, her body coiled tightly at the anticipation of his bite.
With his other hand, he reached beneath the soft fabric of her sports bra and teased her nipple, fingers caressing and plucking at her peaked nipple, teasing them into sharper points. He moved to her other nipple, giving it the same attention before finally biting her flesh in his teeth .
He reveled in the way her body arched at the pressure of his teeth, biting hard enough to leave a mark but not to bruise. Her body quivered, breaths rapid as she clung to him. Her moan made his cock twitch.
Griffin had the urge to bury himself deep inside her, but at this rate, he’d blow his load before his cock ever touched her sweet pussy.
He released her neck, leaving open-mouthed kisses as if to kiss her pain away.
The sports bra was up over her breasts, and he took a moment to appreciate the darkened areola topped with a pert nipple begging for his mouth.
He leaned down and acted on his urge, pulling a nipple into his mouth.
Using his tongue to tease the sensitive bud, his teeth nipped gently.
Her hands made their way into his hair, tugging urgently as she lost herself to the pleasure. He released her nipple with a soft pop, tugging her sports bra off and over her head to reveal her small breasts to him. He cupped them in his hands, massaging the soft flesh between his fingers.
“Mmm, I love how you fit in my hands.”
Griffin bent his head and kissed each breast before releasing them to continue his exploration of her body.
His lips followed where his hands led as he kissed and licked at the soft curves of her abdomen.
Finally, when he was at the juncture of her legs, he teased the edges of her underwear with his fingers, giving her time to stop him if she changed her mind.
When she responded by arching her hips to greet his face, he chuckled.
“Is your needy pussy aching, sunshine?” He blew a breath against her damp center, her arousal soaking through her panties. “Look how wet you are for me already.”
He tugged at the hem of her panties, sliding them off her hips. She bent her knees, and he slid them off. Before she could relax her knees, he grabbed hold of them and pressed them back against the bed, spreading her open for his ravenous gaze.
He’d tasted her pussy before, but this was the first time he’d seen it in all its glory. The dark skin of her pussy lips glistening with her arousal made his teeth ache with longing; her clit peeked out behind its hood, taunting him.
“You look so beautiful spread out for me, sunshine.” He brought her knees over his shoulders as he leaned in. He groaned in pleasure at the first taste of her on his tongue. He would never tire of the way she tasted. If anything, she was quickly becoming an addiction. One he could never quit.
He’d have to tread carefully. Griffin knew he would never fully recover if he became too attached.
But, for right now, he reveled in the way she felt beneath him. Quivering. Gasping. Moaning. Her hands gripped the bedsheet and his hair as he brought her to her orgasm, relishing in the way she shattered beneath him.
“So responsive.” His murmurs were lost to her moans of pleasure.
As she was coming down from her orgasm, he worked a finger into her tight pussy, loving the way it gripped at his digit desperately. He worked another finger in, thrusting in and out and prolonging her orgasm.
Her channel was so slick with her arousal it made it easy to add a third finger. He brought her to another screaming orgasm. Hearing her scream his name was something he’d never tire of.
Sitting on his haunches, he worked his cock out of his pants. The tip of his cock was leaking with pre-cum. He probably wouldn’t last very long at this rate. Griffin grabbed his stiff cock, stroking it once, twice, then releasing it with a curse.
Condoms. He didn’t have any condoms. If he had any, they’d be expired by now. He never took women back to his place, so he didn’t keep any stock.
“Fuck,” he groaned, dropping his head back.
“What’s wrong?” Her tentative touch on his arm brought his attention back to her.
She looked so magnificent, cheeks and chest flushed from her multiple climaxes. Her eyes were slightly glazed from coming down from her high .
“I don’t have any condoms.”
He moved to get off the bed. His cock bobbed at the movement. Quynh stopped him with a warm palm to his chest.
Griffin’s brows furrowed in question.
“Umm…it’s okay. I…uh…I haven’t been with anyone in…a while.” Her fingers curled in his chest hair. He didn’t know it was possible, but she flushed even further by the admission.
Did she mean what I think she means? Has she been celibate for a while before me?
The thought sent a thrill through him, a surge of possessiveness he’d been unsuccessfully trying to bottle bursting free.
He pushed her down on the bed with a palm.
“Are you saying you want me bare?” he growled as he bore down on her.
Quynh gulped nervously but met his gaze unflinchingly.
“Yes.”
What little control he had left snapped.
His lips smashed into hers in a bruising kiss, tongue demanding entrance as he fully claimed her.
There was no turning back after this.
He needed to be inside her like his next breath. Vital. Non-negotiable.
He braced a forearm by her head. His other hand guided his cock to her slick entrance.
Griffin teased her with the head of his cock, getting it wet from her arousal.
She tried to lift her hips so he was left with no other choice but to breach her entrance.
Except, he evaded her expertly. He almost chuckled when she let out a growl of frustration.
“You want my cock, sunshine?”
She nodded.
“Say it.”
She tried again to coax his cock into her heat. By some miracle, Griffin maintained enough control over himself to evade her. Even though all he wanted to do was sink his cock so deep inside her, she’d never be able to walk without feeling him inside of her.
“Griffin!”
“Say it, sunshine.”
“Please. I need it.”
“Need what?”
She let out a cry of frustration, though judging by how wet she was, she was enjoying the teasing.
“I need your cock! Please!”
Her last word ended in a shriek as he pushed his cock inside her in one swift thrust.
Fuck, she was tight.
Griffin held himself still; being buried deep within her was sweet torture. He waited until her hips moved beneath his, letting him know she was as desperate to feel him move as much as he was.
His thrusts were slow at first. His tenuous control slipped away with each thrust, and their rhythm increased gradually.
In and out. In and out.
The obscene sounds of their coupling filled the room, amplifying their pleasure exponentially.
Quynh’s hands dug into his back, leaving marks he’d proudly wear.
Her hips met his enthusiastically as they found a relentless pace that made them both groan and gasp.
Griffin changed the angle of his thrusts, hitting her G-spot. He growled at how the change made her throw her head back, and her thighs shake in response. He leaned away from her to make space between their sweat-soaked skin. Griffin placed a hand on her lower abdomen and applied gentle pressure.
“Oh, god.”
“Say my name when you come, sunshine.”
“Oh-oh.”
Her words were incomprehensible as he brought her closer to her orgasm.
Using a thumb, he flicked at her clit a few times.
“Oh, fuck, Griffin!”
Her body clenched around his, her wet heat squeezing his cock in a pulsing rhythm, and his balls tightened in response. He sank his cock deep inside of her. Once. Twice. On the third, he lost all control.
His cock jerked as hot spurts of cum painted her insides with his release, her walls milking his cock for every drop of his cum.
The edges of his vision blackened. The release was so intense he swore he saw stars. Griffin collapsed, completely drained. He was conscious enough to catch most of his body weight so he didn’t crush her beneath him. Barely.
They lay together, naked and sweaty.
Her gentle hands rubbed at his back as they both came down from their high.
His last coherent thought as they lay there drifted through his sex-addled brain.
He could get used to this.