Fuck.I could resist many things in this life, but not the sound of Phoebe begging for me.
Still, I waited until she parted her legs before touching her again. This time, when I brushed her clit, she buckled forward, shoulders hunched. Her eyes were fixed on my hand. She wasslick now—so slick, in fact, that I could slide inside her and she’d be able to take me.
But I wasn’t going to give her my cock yet. Instead, I alternated between circling her clit and sliding one finger inside her. I watched her face and body intently, moving my hand enough to bring her pleasure but not too much. I didn’t want to overwhelm her. With my other hand, I kept touching her breasts. Her nipples were already hard.
I took my hand away from between her legs and instead positioned my cock so the length of it rubbed her entrance. Then I moved my hips, slowly rolling them back and forth, as I rested my mouth on her shoulder, groaning against her skin. I felt her slick pussy against the length of my cock. It was even more of a torture than I’d imagined.
“Oh my God, Griffin. Yes. Please, please, please,” she chanted. Then she rolled her hips, too, rubbing herself against my cock.
I stilled, letting her take over, moving at the rhythm she wanted. Only the tip of the crown was nudging her clit, but it was enough. She climaxed seconds later, and I watched her transform in the mirror.
Her chest expanded as she threw her shoulders back. She bent her right leg and then straightened it abruptly. Her whole body was surrendering to the sensations. When her breathing regained a normal rhythm, she opened her eyes.
“Look in the mirror,” I commanded, and she fixed her gaze on us again. Then I slid inside her.
Now I was the one breaking my own rule. I closed my eyes firmly shut, breathing in deeply through my nose. I needed to center myself for a bit so I didn’t immediately lose myself. I wanted to prolong this as much as possible.
“Oh God, Griffin,” she murmured.
I sat completely still. Even so, the pleasure was overwhelming for both of us. Then I opened my eyes and rolled my hips. The orgasm had taken a lot from her; she didn’t have asmuch energy as a few minutes ago. Her entire body was soft, but from the way she clenched around my cock, I knew she was even more sensitive than before. She shuddered every time I touched her clit.
I watched, transfixed, as my cock slid in and out of her while I kissed her back and neck. I wanted to devour this woman every way possible and become one with her. I needed my release. But at the same time, I didn’t want this to end. I was close, but I didn’t want to give in before I knew she was close too.
I pounded her so damn hard that the sounds of our bodies colliding filled the room. And yet I needed more freedom to move. I put my hand on her pelvis and stilled.
“I need you in another position, love.”
She gasped and then moaned, “No, please.”
“I’ll give you my cock right back. Don’t worry,” I said, sliding out of her.
I pushed her to her feet and then rose too. Still holding her by the hips, I turned us around so she was now facing the wall.
“Just lean over and put your palms on the wall. Stand on your tiptoes.”
She’d love this angle. I slid inside her the second she bent forward. She lost her balance for a split second, but I held her firmly.
Then I moved ferociously, thrusting in and out of her while I pressed two fingers against her clit. I was kissing the expanse of her back, feeling every muscle contract. Only when I heard her muffled scream did I realize she was biting her own arm.
“I want to hear you. There’s no one here who can overhear us. Scream the walls down.”
She dropped her arm, and her guttural cries filled the room. And I was lost to this woman. One second, I was focusing on her pleasure, listening to her release; the next, my body was on fire. I slowed down because I wanted to feel the way her muscles spasmed around me.
I didn’t want to rush her with my orgasm. But then I didn’t have a choice anymore because it slammed right into me without warning. I cried out right along with Phoebe.
Once we’d both ridden out our climaxes, I led her to the bed. She immediately lay down.
Her head was turned, one cheek pressed to the mattress, the other exposed to me. I kissed it softly without saying a word.
I’d spend my whole life bringing this woman pleasure and happiness, and it still wouldn’t be long enough.
CHAPTER 37
PHOEBE
“Do you see them?”Griffin asked me.
I stood on my toes, shifting my weight from one leg to the other, trying to glance above the sea of people.
