Chapter 24
twenty-four
QUYNH
T he drive back to Griffin’s was silent.
Her thoughts spiraled, and a thousand questions flashed through her mind. One question kept coming back.
She wondered what would have happened if her mother had waited just one day before deciding to move across the country.
Would my life be completely different?
She likely would have grown up knowing both her parents loved her. Undoubtedly, life would be different. She didn’t think they would have acted like a happy family, but she would have been closer to her father.
If the “incident” never happened, Quynh wouldn’t have watched her mother deteriorate from her heartbreak over the last decades of their lives together.
However, she wouldn’t have gotten to spend time with her aunt if not for her mother's impulsive move. And, though it was hard, she didn’t regret a single moment she had with her aunt.
Griffin pulled to a stop in his driveway. Neither of them made a move to get out. One arm rested against the back of the bench while his fingertips toyed with the edges of her hair.
She noticed how his raw energy seemed to soothe her frayed nerves. His masculine scent wrapped around her as she took a deep breath. Her scalp tingled from the gentle pulling sensation of his fingers toying with her hair.
For the first time since this morning, they were finally alone.
Griffin’s hand gripped the back of her neck as he pulled her close.
“You okay, sunshine?”
She gripped his forearm and rested her forehead against his, breathing him in.
She nodded.
Grounded. It was how she felt at this moment.
The world stopped spinning, just for a second. She could breathe again.
She opened her eyes, not realizing she had closed them, and looked into the mesmerizing green of Griffin’s eyes. They seemed to change colors depending on his mood. Right now, they seemed darker. His pupils were wide, nearly drowning out the green .
How could anything be wrong with this mountain of a man holding me?
She pressed a kiss to his lips, relishing in his surprise at her making the first move. He returned the gesture in kind.
Quynh unbuckled her seatbelt without breaking their kiss and climbed into his lap. She wore a sundress today because of the unseasonably warm weather.
Griffin’s hands gripped her hips as she settled her weight in his lap.
The hard bulge beneath his jeans rubbed against her damp panties.
Quynh nearly groaned in frustration, belatedly thinking she should have skipped the underwear again.
It hadn’t seemed appropriate to visit her father sans underwear, but now she wished she’d left it behind.
It would make things a lot easier for them if she didn’t have underwear on right now.
Her hands gripped the back of his head desperately. She needed to get closer to him.
She broke the kiss and tugged at the button of his jeans. Griffin halted her movement with a large palm over her hands.
“You sure, sunshine?”
Am I sure? Yes. Am I okay? No.
She was so far from okay. But, right now, she wanted just one moment to herself. A single moment where her world wasn’t falling apart around her. She deserved just one moment.
“I need you.” She never meant anything more. She needed him like her next breath. Quynh couldn’t imagine being alone right now. Griffin’s quiet strength kept her from falling apart completely.
“Take what you need, sunshine.” Griffin sat back on the bench while her eyes roamed over his magnificent physique.
Will I ever get tired of looking at him?
It didn’t matter. She knew exactly what would make her forget the last hour.
She was sitting on it.
Her hands were no longer shaking. This time, she unbuttoned his jeans without struggling. She was careful to work the zipper over his impressive bulge. Quynh bit down on her lip as the tip of his cock poked above the waistband of his briefs. His tip was already slick with his arousal.
She hadn’t even touched him yet, and he was already so hard for her. Bolstered by his eager response, Quynh tugged his boxers down. Her lips parted as his cock bobbed between them. Griffin’s hands on her hips tightened briefly.
Slowly, she reached a hand to grip him experimentally. She bit her lip at Griffin’s groan. It sounded like he was in pain, but one glance at his tightened expression confirmed his desire. She couldn’t wrap her hand around the thick length as she moved her hand from the tip to the base.
Griffin’s hips bucked involuntarily at her movement.
“Fuck. That feels good, sunshine.”
She couldn’t remember the last time she gave a hand job.
It never appealed to her before. But watching the look of satisfaction cross Griffin’s face made her want to try it.
Another time, perhaps. Right now, she needed to feel his thick cock inside of her desperately.
The thin line between pain and pleasure at how he stretched her wide open was addictive. She needed to lose herself to him.
She bent her head and spit on his cock. Quynh rubbed her spit around the head of his cock.
“Fuck, that was hot.” Griffin’s low growl made her pussy clench in response. She was so wet, her arousal was dripping onto her thighs.
Sitting back on his thighs, she tugged off her panties. He held her steady as she tossed the offending garment over her shoulder. Hands on his shoulder, she hovered over the tip of his cock, sliding her hips back and forth, making them both groan at the torturous contact.
“Quynh.” Griffin’s groan made her shiver. His threat was clear. If she didn’t put them both out of their misery soon, he’d take over. Normally, she wouldn’t mind if he took the reins, but she needed to be in control this time.
She reached a hand down to grip the base of his cock, holding him steady at her entrance as she bore down on him.
Griffin’s hiss fortified her as she impaled herself on his hard length. At this angle, he was deeper than he was before. She groaned at the fullness of having him fully buried to the hilt inside of her.
She gave herself a few seconds to accommodate the delicious stretch, rocking her hips experimentally as she found the angle that made her toes curl. With Griffin’s grip on her hips, they set a sizzling pace, both desperate to reach the finish line.
Her skin was on fire. Sweat dripped around her hairline as she leaned further back, hips grinding into his as he brought his hips up to meet her eager thrusts. One hand braced on his thigh while the other squeezed her breast and pinched her nipple.
The windows fogged as they fucked.
It was sloppy. It was chaotic. It was everything she needed as she barreled into an orgasm with a hoarse scream.
Griffin followed closely behind, pulling her down as he emptied himself inside of her.
His arms circled her waist as he brought his head to her chest, his cock twitching as she squeezed him.
Their heavy breathing filled the cabin of the truck.
When her ears stopped ringing, she opened her eyes cautiously.
The setting sun over the lake was a beautiful backdrop to the otherwise frantic moment.
She winced as she sat up, and he slipped out of her.
Griffin grabbed napkins from the center console and held them to her as his cum dribbled out of her.
She’d longed to stop being embarrassed about how he took control of aftercare.
After the first few times when he’d noticed she squirmed at the attention, he reassured her it was his mess and, therefore, his responsibility to take care of it.
He’d finished the statement with a sweet kiss before telling her he took pleasure in taking care of her.
“Come on, let’s get inside before the neighbors see us.
” Griffin picked her up by her hips and helped her get back into her seat.
Her legs were still weak from the orgasm, and he got extra cranky if she tried to open the door herself.
When he opened her door, instead of letting her hop out of the truck, he reached in and picked her up, arms wrapping around her back and waist as he carried her into his house like a bride.
Quynh wrapped her arms around his neck, resting her tired head against his shoulder. He set her down on the couch, bending down to take her shoes off for her before repositioning her so she was lying on the couch. He covered her with a fluffy blanket and turned on the television for her.
Rover came running in to greet them. His slobbering kisses instantly lifted her spirits. A pang of guilt pierced her as she thought about Pickles, who was home alone all day.
“I checked in on that cat of yours before I left to pick you up. He’s still as cranky as ever.” She smiled gratefully. Between Pickles and Griffin, she wasn’t sure who was crankier.
Both of them shared their pricklier personalities to hide their squishy, tender hearts. She suspected Griffin was a gooey teddy bear beneath all the posturing.
Quynh tilted her chin up, looking up at him beneath her lashes. She was sure he could tell how the thoughtful gesture made her feel, but she thanked him regardless.
Griffin’s soft kiss warmed her heart and made her toes curl. She could get used to this. Quynh was never anyone’s first priority before, and being taken care of was nice.
It’s too bad she needed to leave soon.