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I arch my back and wiggle, chasing the slight tingling sensation below.
Griff pulls out all the way and spins me around.
“What are you doing?”
Instead of answering, he lifts me and pins me against the wall opposite the sink. He kisses my neck. “Wrap your legs around me.”
I hitch and raise my legs, crossing my ankles over his butt.
“That’s it.” He thrusts inside me, stopping to grind into my pelvis. My body shudders with pleasure.
“Yeah, much better,” he says against my neck.
Our lips meet and we breathe each other in, panting and sighing. He withdraws, then flexes fully inside me again. Over and over.
“Griff,” I gasp. He pounds into me so hard, I’m vaguely aware of a steady thump, thump, thump as we knock against the wall.
Tension builds and twists inside me.
“Right here, Muffin.” He kisses and sucks at the spot below my ear. His fingers squeeze my thighs and butt. “Come for me.”
My back slides against the wall. I wrap my legs around him tighter. Pleasure pinches at my core. My heartbeat thunders through my ears. So close.
“Keep doing that,” I pant between shaky breaths.
“Yeah? You like that?” He lifts me higher, grinds into me slower, taking his time.
“Yes, yes.” Liquid fire shoots through my veins. Relief and pain tangle together as I finally find release, leaving me moaning and trembling in Griff’s arms.
A few seconds later, he squeezes his eyes shut and stops moving, keeping me pinned to the wall.
“Fuck, ah, fuck, Molly!” He lets out a tortured groan, his face contorting with agonized pleasure. He’s never looked more beautiful. Warmth spills inside me. I’m so oversensitive, I swear I feel every drop. A rush of pride spreads through me. I have the power to make Griffin “Stonewall” Royal lose control, to make his strong legs shake and his muscled body tremble.
His cock twitches with the last of his release.
“I love you.” I kiss his shoulder. Our sweaty bodies cling to each other.
His mouth finds mine for a long, slow kiss.
“Love you,” he mumbles against my lips. “So much, baby.”
After a few heartbeats, his fog seems to clear. He searches my face. “You okay?”
I blink up at him. “I’m queen of the universe.”
His cheeks lift. “Yeah, you are.”
Carefully, he slips out of me and sets me on my feet. Whoa. My legs wobble. Warmth trails down my thigh.
“Come on. Let’s shower.” He rubs the pads of his fingers over my scalp. “Let me wash your hair.”
“You need to wash more than my hair.”
He rumbles with laughter. “You got it.”
I hug him from behind, plastering myself against his sweat-slicked back as he adjusts the shower for us. When the water’s just right, he pulls me inside.
“Much better today.” I sigh and step under the warm spray.
