Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 59767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59767 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 299(@200wpm)___ 239(@250wpm)___ 199(@300wpm)
When the shower shuts off, I bring my gaze back to the door to the bathroom. In a minute or so, Griffin walks out with a towel slung low on his hips. I lick my lips. I can’t help it. Griffin gives me a grin. “I was going to put on a pair of gym shorts, but if you keep looking at me and licking your lips like that, I’m going to think you want my cock in your mouth instead …” he responds, his voice a mixture of mischief and desire.
My heart is beating a million miles a minute. It’s now or never. I don’t even know why I’m scared. I think it relates back to Alex and his stupid bet. Realistically, I know that’s not something Griffin would ever do, but something like that leaves scars that I didn’t even know were there.
“I was um … I was actually thinking I would like …” I break off, feeling like an idiot. Why is this so hard?!?!
“Georgie? I need your words, baby.”
I look up at the man who owns my heart, emotion nearly choking me. “I’m an idiot,” I mutter.
“You’re not. You just need to remember what I told you. You’re safe with me, baby. You will always be safe with me.”
The earnestness in his words, the emotion I hear calms me more than anything else. “I want you to make love to me, Griffin. I’ve wanted it for a while, I was just … afraid.”
He walks over to the bed, sits down and pulls me from beneath the cover and into his lap. “You never have to be afraid of me, Georgie.”
“I know that realistically. My brain is just a little slow,” I grumble.
He puts a hand under my chin, forcing me to look up at him. Then, he kisses my forehead. “Baby, you’ve had a hard time of things. You are perfect and I don’t like you putting yourself down. Now, be honest with me. Are you sure you want to take this next step or do you need more time. I told you before, I’m in this for the long haul. I’m not going to rush you into anything.”
“Except moving in with you,” I snort.
“Well, yeah, but you want that, too.”
“Yeah, I do. I also want you. I don’t want to wait anymore. I want to belong to you.”
“You do belong to me, Georgie. You are mine,” he groans and then his lips are on mine, kissing me. His tongue delves into my mouth deepening our connection. I’m drowning in the taste of him, and in the magic he always creates. Then I feel his T-shirt lift from my body. He breaks our kiss to lift it over my head. The cool air hits my breasts and I gasp. Griffin brings his lips back to mine, swallowing the sound as I feel the vibration from his moan.
I’m completely exposed to him now. I’d given up wearing panties or a bra to bed because they just got in the way as he explored my body. Plus, every night when we fall asleep Griffin’s hand is under my shirt, palming my breast. I do feel a moment of regret because I didn’t plan better and put on something lacy and sexy for him. I don’t have time to worry about it though, because I feel his fingers tweaking my nipple.
“That feels so good,” I breathe, as he moves his kiss down my neck. I feel my body quiver as his hot breath moves along the column of my neck, while he plants tiny kisses and love bites on my skin.
“It’s going to hurt when I take your virginity baby, but I promise I’ll be as gentle as I can and before we’re done, I will make sure that you experience so much pleasure the pain will be a distant memory.”
I move my fingers against his chest, tracing the fading bruise of the bite I gave him last night. I don’t know if Griffin finds it strange, but I tend to bite him whenever he makes me climax. I’ve bitten his shoulder once or twice, but usually it’s always on his chest, just under his right pec.
He stands up taking me with him, pulling the towel away and letting it fall to the ground. His hands go on each side of my hips then move up my side, over my ribs, and finally connect with my breasts, teasing the nipples. I can feel his manhood, hard and demanding brush against me. I reach down automatically, wanting to feel him.
“You’re so big,” I whimper, feeling his cock practically pulse.
“I was made for you. You’ll take me easily. I promise,” he says.
“Easily?” I squeak.
“As wet as you get for me baby, you’ll be more than ready.”
I can hardly argue with him, since I can feel the evidence of my desire leaking down my thighs. He picks me up and lays me gently on the bed, and all rational thought mostly leaves me. He follows quickly, his big, strong, hot-to-the-touch body moves over mine, his cock pressing against my center. On instinct I spread my legs wider and bring them up, causing his body to shift. He growls as he kisses me again, this kiss demanding and hungry. I whimper from the force of it, needing more. Instead, his mouth moves down my throat, then to my chest, before sucking on my nipple. My hands have been roaming his back, then his ass, trying to memorize every inch of him. As he takes my other nipple into his mouth, I tangle my fingers in his hair, wanting to keep him there.