I’d never felt so vulnerable in my life – naked in front of a man with my heart bleeding all over the place.
And then he placed his hand to my stomach. His face grew fierce, and his eyes burned with fire. “I don’t care what the fuck anyone ever tells you again, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Here,” he gripped my stomach, before placing his hand to my chest over my heart, “and here. You have that rare thing a lot of women don’t, sweetheart – an outer beauty that matches your inner beauty. I never want to see you counting fucking calories again. I want you to eat the goddamn fucking chips every fucking time I take you to that diner, and I don’t want you to put makeup on or do your hair when I take you there.” He paused for a moment before speaking in a forceful manner. “Please believe every word I am saying because they are all the honest fucking truth.”
If I wasn’t tied to the bed, I was sure I would have collapsed onto the floor and sobbed. Instead, I sagged against him and he held me while I cried. He reached out and untied me before wrapping his arms around me and letting me get all my tears out.
He thought he didn’t know how to love people. He was so wrong.
Griff’s compassion and kindness blared from him.
When I’d finished crying, I looked up at him and smiled. “I’m sorry, I kinda ruined the sex, didn’t I?”
With one arm firmly around my back, supporting me, he used his other hand to wipe my tears away. “Baby, no way am I not fucking you tonight, but I’ll keep the balls for another time.” His eyes darkened and he said, “I want you on the bed.”
I quickly scrambled onto the bed, and lay back as I watched him put a condom on. When he moved over me, my body fluttered with excitement. And then, when he planted his hands either side of my body, and bent to kiss me, I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. I wrapped my legs around him, and took hold of his face with both my hands.
He feels so good.
I want to explore every part of him.
A growl came from his chest, and he deepened our kiss, his tongue growing insistent, like he couldn’t get enough of me.
I love that I do that to him.
He pushed his cock against me, sliding through me, but not pushing inside. My * clenched in anticipation.
Oh, God, I want him.
Now.
I have to have him.
I can’t wait any longer.
“Griff - ”
He growled again and pushed himself inside me.
Yes.
Hell, yes.
As he pulled back out, I moaned his name, and then he thrust inside again.
Hard.
I cried out again.
I couldn’t stop myself.
He pulled out on a grunt, and slammed into me again.
Hot damn.
I clung to him, my fingers digging into his skin as he thrust in and out. His pace increased, and I held on tighter. My leg muscles would burn for days after this.
“Fuck, baby…” he ground out as he pushed for what we both wanted.
What we both needed.
“Don’t stop,” I yelled out, and he thrust harder.
And then I disconnected completely. I lost myself to the sex in a way I never had before. It was like every thought that sat in the back of my mind disappeared, and all I could focus on was the pleasure, and Griff, and reaching for that magical place he was taking us to.
When my orgasm hit, I felt it from head to toe. Every single nerve ending lit with pleasure as it rocked through me. I gripped him hard, and a moment later, he stilled as his release shattered through him.
We came together, and it was beautiful.
Unlike anything I’d ever experienced.
If this was heaven, I’d be a good girl for the rest of my life.
When he pulled me close to him afterwards, and held me tight, I knew I would do everything in my power to make Griff a permanent part of my life.
It was official.
I’d fallen, and I’d fallen hard.
24
Griff
Sophia’s eyes widened. “You want me to wear this all day?”
“Yes.”
“Goodness, where do people come up with these ideas?”
She stood in front of me in the bathroom, naked after our shower, and her naivety turned me on so damn much.
“Trust me when I say that you will love this,” I said as I squeezed my hand around hers that held the ball. Smacking her lightly on the ass, I continued. “Now, go in the bedroom and let me watch as you put it in.”
She shook her head as if she thought that was the worst idea. “I’ll just do it - ”
“No,” I said, my voice firm. “I want you on the bed, on your back, legs wide. I want to see your face as you slide it in.”
She stared at me for a moment, and I was sure as fuck she was going to argue with me over this. And it surprised me that I was turned on by that. Usually, I hated the women I slept with arguing with me. But if Sophia had proved one thing only to me, it was that I couldn’t get enough of her, any way she came.