It’s probably too much and I risk scaring her off with my bold words, but I don’t regret saying them. How could I? It’s what I feel in my heart. In my soul.
She sucks in a small breath and swallows hard, but doesn’t look away.
“Too much?”
Sophie shakes her head a little. “No.”
“I’m going to kiss you now, Sophie.” It’s not a question, but she nods anyway.
Through sheer force of will, I hold myself back from devouring her with my mouth. Instead, I move impossibly slowly and press my lips gently to hers.
She’s sweet and her soft lips yield to me.
It only takes one taste of her for my cock to thicken. Sophie shifts on my lap, but doesn’t pull away.“You do that to me, sweetheart. I’ve never wanted someone the way I want you.”
Again, it’s probably too much, and if I’m not careful I’ll scare her away, but I couldn’t stop myself from telling her exactly howI feel. She’s special. Like she was made especially for me and put in the road like that for me to find so we could be together.
I deepen the kiss and she groans as her opens to give my tongue passage. With one hand still wrapped firmly around my girl, the other moves to unwrap the towel from her body. She hesitates a little when my fingers slip beneath the fabric.
“Sweetheart?” I pull back to look in her eyes. As much as I want her, I won’t do anything she doesn’t want me to. I’d never hurt her. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No.” She bites her bottom lip, sucking it between her teeth. “Don’t stop.”
I kiss her until she’s moaning against my lips and squirming so her ass is rubbing up against my already painfully hard dick.
This time when my fingers dips beneath the plush fabric, she groans and presses her tits out into my waiting hand. A perfect handful.
But I need more. I need to see?—
The ear splitting shriek of the smoke alarm fills the air and we jerk apart.
CHAPTER FIVE
Sophie
It all happened so fast, I hardly knew what had happened until I was laying alone in the middle of the bed, still wrapped in the towel Griff had been about to take off me.
I hardly notice the shrieking of the smoke alarm, because as obnoxious as it is, it’s not nearly as loud as my inner voice screaming with frustration that Griff didn’t have the chance to take things further.
My body is vibrating and my pussy pulsing with the need he’s stoked in me with only a kiss.
Only a kiss.
Imagine how good he’d make me feel with atouch? Just the thought of it makes me lean back against the pillow and run my hand down my body until my fingers find the edge of the towel.
I’ve never felt so...ready to explode before.
I’ve also never touched myself while laying in a strange man’s bed before. Hell, I’ve never laid in a strange man’s bed. Therewere so many things I’ve never done. And this man made me want to changeallof it.
My fingers dance around the top of my thigh.
“Sorry about that.”
His voice startles me. I shoot straight up, grabbing the towel seconds before it slips off. I hadn’t heard him come back in. I’d been so caught up in my thoughts I hadn’t even noticed the shrieking of the alarm had quieted.
Griff sits on the side of the bed, but doesn’t make any move to lay down with me or pull me into his arms and suddenly it feels like there’s way too much distance between us and more than anything I want this man’s hands on me again.
“You’re cold,” he says before I even realized I’d shivered. “And your foot.” Griff shakes his head. “Dammit, Sophie. I’m sorry. I should never have?—”
