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A gasping groan drags from his throat. He curls his fists in the sheets. His cock jerks against my lips. Heat rushes to my core. I open wider and suck the head into my mouth.
“Oh fuck,” he groans.
“Do you have lube?” I curl my fingers around him and stroke.
“What?” His eyes flutter open. “Why?”
“Kyla said it makes it taste better.” I lean in and slide my tongue along his length. “But I like how you taste.”
His jaw clenches tight and his chest heaves. “Your mouth is fucking heaven.” He tilts his head. “Maybe the guys she’s doing it with don’t know how to wash themselves.”
“Ewww.” Laughing softly, I suck him back into my mouth.
“Fuck,” he groans. “New favorite thing unlocked.”
I try to laugh low in my throat again, but with my mouth so full it’s more of a hum. Griff groans louder. His fingers graze the back of my head, trace my cheek and along my jaw.
“Keep going,” he rasps. “So good, baby.”
I swirl my tongue and use my lips to suck and kiss, careful not to graze him with my teeth.
His hips thrust up gently in time with the movement of my hand. “Can you take more? Hmm?” His low, silky tone sparks my deep need to do anything he wants.
I nod and relax my jaw.
He growls low in his throat and his muscles seem to clench with need. He rests his hand on the back of my head and drives up into my mouth harder and faster. The invasion prickles at the back of my throat and I gag. Fear sizzles over me. I back away, gasping for air, but keep my hand wrapped around him, stroking in an erratic rhythm.
“Fuck.” Griff slows his movements and traces his fingers over my cheek. “Did I hurt you?”
“No.” Keeping my gaze locked on his, I lean down and swipe my tongue over him. “Just surprised.”
He sucks in a sharp breath. “You’re doing so good. So good,” he chants over and over between ragged breaths.
His fists curl tighter in the sheets. His body strains, muscles rigid. He’s holding himself back, afraid he’ll hurt me. It ignites my wicked desire to drive him mindless with pleasure until he snaps. Every time his body jolts, every groan, sigh, and hiss of breath, I catalog it so I can recreate the lick or touch that caused it.
“Molly,” he gasps. His fingers twine in my hair again, snagging on the little rose clips. “Molly?—”
Warm, salty liquid splashes against my tongue and I jerk my head away, sputtering.
“Fuuuck.” He groans even louder.
Shit. I was supposed to keep my mouth on him, wasn’t I? “I’m sorry.”
He curls his hand over mine and prods me to keep stroking his cock. Much rougher than I was doing on my own. Fascinated, I watch him twitch, shudder, and moan through his release.
Panting, he falls against the pillows. I release him and hurry off the bed to grab a towel from the bathroom.
“Molly,” he rasps.
“Be right there.” I hurry into the bedroom and, unsure of what to do, hand him the towel.
“Why’d you leave?” He swipes at the mess on his stomach with the towel, then swings his legs over the side of the bed and stares at me. “You okay?”
“Yeah.” I drop my gaze to my feet. “I messed up at the end…I…didn’t…”
“Molly.” He curls his fingers around mine. “You can’t mess that up. Trust me.” He groans and stands, wobbling like a newborn colt for a moment. “You sucked the balance right out of me.”
Laughing, I wrap my arm around his waist. “I’ve got you.”
