And the clincher? That I wanted to be the only one she needed too.
Once we arrived, I headed upstairs with her, carrying her luggage and depositing it in the master bedroom next to the dresser. I didn’t even bother turning on the light.
“Do you want to take anything out now?” I asked.
“No, not really.” She walked closer to the window. “I like how big the moon is tonight and that you can see it in all its gorgeousness through this huge window.”
She was standing right in front of it, and I walked behind her. I liked having her here in my house and my bedroom. More than that, I liked that she was staying for a few days.
I pushed her hair up, wrapping it around my fist, and tiltedher head forward so I had access to the back of her neck. Then I kissed her exposed skin slowly, trailing down between her shoulder blades.
“I love this dress.” It left so much skin for me to explore and touch and lick. “Keep your hair here,” I instructed. I wanted both hands free to explore her.
She immediately took over, holding her hair out of the way.
I feathered my hands slowly down the sides of her body as I moved my mouth farther down until I reached the edge of the fabric. I lowered the zipper with my right hand, kissing every inch of exposed skin as I went. She moaned, and that sound filled me with pride.
As I uncovered almost all of her back, my patience ran out. Yanking the zipper and then tugging her dress down, I lowered myself to my knees as I held her by the ass so she could step out of the outfit.
I couldn’t get over how gorgeous she was. It was such a privilege to see her take off her clothes for me. She looked incredibly sexy in her high heels and lingerie. Phoebe was petite but not fragile. She was curvy and fit. I loved how thick her hair was and the way it fell over her breasts, highlighting how perfect they were. Her hips were full, her skin perfectly smooth. She was absolutely beautiful.
I turned her around, looking up at her. She bit her lower lip, averting her gaze, and I kissed the front of her thighs while tilting her pelvis with my hands. I wanted her at a certain angle. Dragging my thumb over her panties, I grew rock hard the second I realized that she was already wet. I slipped one finger inside, between her panties and her slick skin, wanting to double-check just how wet she was for me.
I immediately undid my belt and jeans with the other hand and then shoved it inside my boxers. Gripping my cock, I squeezed it tight while I moved my thumb over her bare skin. She moaned again, even louder. I made eye contact with her for a brief second. Her eyes widened, and she zeroed in on the handI had in my pants. Then she averted her gaze again, but I felt her become even wetter. I alternated between focusing on her clit and dipping my thumb inside her.
When she began to shudder, I realized that she needed to lean against something. I didn’t trust myself to hold her up with my hands, so I moved us farther back until she reached the wall. It was much closer than the bed. I was going to make her come here first, before I even took her underwear off. Then I’d continue pleasuring her on the bed.
I squeezed my cock tighter. I didn’t have much room to move with my jeans still on, but it was enough. Besides, she was all that mattered now. But I needed another angle for her.
I put one of her thighs over my shoulder and moved the fabric—just the part covering her pussy—to one side. She put one hand on my head, wrapping her fingers in my hair.Fuck yes.I turned her on so hard that she wanted to ride my face. I loved making her lose control. I took her panties off, then pressed my thumb on her clit. Then I pushed my tongue inside her while squeezing myself tightly.
I felt the throb of pleasure course through her body. She tightened her grip on my hair and pushed her pelvis forward just a fraction of an inch, as if she needed my tongue deeper. What she actually needed was my cock, but we both craved this fast release.
Her legs started shaking, and I realized this wasn’t fair to her. She needed to sit on the bed so she could fully focus on her orgasm, not be afraid that she’d fall over. I pulled back and led her to the bed, but I didn’t sit her down there. Instead, I turned her around and pushed her onto her knees on the bed. Then I pressed a palm on her back so she was on all fours.
Moving her farther away from the edge, I kissed her buttocks while I worked her clit with one hand. With the other, I lowered my pants, dropping them to my ankles along with my underwear and then stepping out of them without even pausing from touching her.
She was close, and I wanted to feel her let go. Her body began to shake lightly. I needed her to come because I wanted to sink inside her as soon as possible. She clenched her knees together, trapping my hand right before exploding. I positioned my cock at her entrance the very next second and slid in. She cried out even harder.
“Fuuuuuck yes.” I felt as if I was finally able to breathe for the first time since we’d stepped inside the bedroom. Her orgasm intensified with every thrust. I dropped my head back, closing my eyes and losing myself in this woman. I enjoyed the way she tightened around me, the sounds she made.
Her moans quickly turned to pleas. “Griffin,” she murmured. “Please.”
I breathed in through my nose while slowing down. I wasn’t thrusting like a madman anymore; now I was pushing in excruciatingly slowly, wanting her to feel every inch of me.
“Please!”
I knew what she wanted. She needed me to touch her clit, and I was going to do it, just not the way she imagined.
I pulled out of her and then drew my cock over her pussy, rubbing the length of it across her opening. Then I touched her clit, moving back and forth over it, coating her in her own wetness.
“Oh my—ohh!” Her voice shook as she grabbed the sheets, pressing her forehead against the bed. She rocked back and forth, mirroring my rhythm.
It was pure torture for me, so I slipped back inside her. A groan reverberated through my chest—hell, my entire body. I needed her on a visceral level, and not just right now or tonight. I needed her to be part of me forever.
Leaning over her back so I had access to her clit, I played it like a harp with my fingers while I thrust inside her. Pleasure took over my body. I needed to be even wilder. I needed to thrust with all I had.
“Touch yourself while I fuck you.”
