Her thighs smothered me. My tongue took over. Searching through her folds to flick her clit. Her sounds multiplied, sharp little gasps that broke into ragged moans. I gripped her hips, and held her to the rhythm she set. Jaw aching. Heart banging. The world becoming nothing more to me than her taste, her heat, and her shaky laugh that turned into a curse when I changed the angle.
“Griffin!”
I laughed breathlessly against her as she trembled apart, panting like she’d run a mile.
Not waiting to recover, she slid down and freed me from my pants. Slow and on purpose, she reached for my twitching cock. Her fingers worked me over like a promise. Her mouth took all of me, until my head hit the back of her throat.
When I was plenty wet, she sank onto me, slick and hot. My head arched back against the mattress.
“Oh, Jessa… your tight walls.”
“Feel good?” Her hands found mine and laced our fingers, pinning them above my head as she moved.
Control was my native language. With her, surrender tasted better.
She rode hard, wild on top of me, making me forget my words. Lost in the haze of her movements, heat and glide and the slick sounds between us.
Then I flipped her. Caged her body under mine. Swallowed her next moan with my mouth. A firestorm of passion between us, I turned possessive, greedy for more.
“Hands and knees. Take me like a good girl.” I helped pull her into position. The sight of her lower-back tattoo did absolutely everything for me. I traced the entwined hearts and vines with my tongue. “God, so sexy. You could ruin me. I love your tattoo and curves, woman.”
Love… that slipped out. But fuck, her body did everything for me.
She arched her back and spread her thighs wider to receive me. I slid my thick cock into her on a growl, stretching her, filling her with my manhood. I squeezed my eyes shut and fought against coming too soon, when greeted by her tight heat. With one hand playing with her breast, tweaking her nipple. the other gripped her hip, digging into the smooth flesh there.
I pulled out almost all the way, then plunged deep. “Christ. It feels like I’ve been holding my breath for years. You remind me how to breathe, Jess.” Confessions kept rolling out of me that Ihad no business making, as a man on a short-term contract. But I couldn’t help it; the entire evening for my birthday had been made special because of her.
With all the strength within me, I set a demanding, thrusting rhythm that had her gathering the blanket in her fists, muffling cries of my name into it.
“Yes, Grif, so good…”
I fought the sensation, struggling to hold off my release a little longer, taking every second of pleasure inside of her. Until my pulsing cock raced to climax.
“Fuck, Jess…” I clasped her hips, pulling her hard into my final thrust. I stilled on a bone-deep growl filling the room, stars entering my vision. Every muscle tensed and released, leaving me in a state of pure bliss.
After I calmed, I rolled off of her, my spent shaft still twitching. I eased onto my side. She lay next to me on her stomach. I traced her tattoo, curious.
“Did this hurt to get it done?” I asked.
“There are things in life that hurt much worse. The tattoo I had removed did.”
“Where? What was it?”
She shifted and lifted her full left breast up to show me the spot just underneath on her ribcage. I hadn’t noticed it before.
“Don’t laugh, but it was the name of my first boyfriend when I was sixteen. Dwayne.”
“You had Dwayne tattooed on you under your boob?” I snickered, biting down my jealousy. If I’d seen another man’s name on her body… I shouldn’t feel this way, not when things are temporary between us.
“I said, don’t laugh.” She playfully hit me and laughed too. “I learned a very important lesson about marking things on my body. It’s permanent and shouldn’t be taken lightly.”
“I don’t particularly care for needles, so I doubt I’d ever get one.”
“That’s okay. You can admire mine anytime.” She kissed me and snuggled into me. “So… those things you said to me just now—you’re into curvy women?”
“Correction: I’m intoyourcurves, sweetheart.”
“Wouldn’t have pegged you for it.”
