Griff doesn’t set me down until we’re standing in front of our bed. He cups his hands around my jaw, pulling my bottom lip down with his thumb.
“God, I love your lips,” he rasps before crashing his lips against mine in a searing kiss. My stomach flutters, and I can feel heat pooling between my legs.
We continue to kiss while Griff begins undressing me. He slides his fingers up under the hem of my swim coverup, pulling his lips from mine so he can slowly peel it over my head. He places open-mouth kisses along my collarbones as he tactfully unties each knot of my swimsuit until it pools at my feet. Griff’s shirt and board shorts quickly join the pile of discarded clothes.
We fall onto the bed; he moves me up toward the headboard in a swift move that ends with his cock grinding against my bare pussy.
“Mmm—I’m going to worship.”Kiss. “Every fucking inch.”Kiss.“Of your scrumptious body.”Kiss.
He drifts his lips across my chest, pulling my nipple into his mouth, making me moan. His eyes connect with mine, and his face lights up with that wicked smile of his. Those dimples should come with a warning label.
CAUTION: Guaranteed to melt your panties.
He places a single kiss on each of my ribs as he moves lower, causing chills to erupt across my body. When he groans, the sound ricochets in my stomach, sending tingles straight to my core.
A zap of pleasure hits me when his hand cups my bare pussy. It’s sensory overload—his hands and lips all over me. I can’t concentrate on what feels best before he lands on a new spot that feels even better.
Griff strokes my clit in just the right spot, causing my hips to jolt off the bed. I grind into his hand, my wetness coating his fingers. He takes two fingers and plunges them deep inside of me. His thumb continues to circle my sensitive bundle of nerves as his fingers hook inside of me, finding that devilishly deep spot that makes me soar above myself in an out-of-body experience. I could come just like this.
Just as that thought enters my mind, Griff slips his fingers out of me and hovers above me on all fours.
“Spread your legs wider for me, Sunshine. I want to see how turned on this sweet pussy is for me,” he says as he moves down and shoulders his way between my legs, linking his arms around my thighs to keep me from moving. “Fuck, Kenna. Your pussy is glistening for me.”
Griff licks me in one long stroke, his tongue flat, from my entrance to my clit.
My building orgasm comes roaring back, his tongue stroking my entrance before moving back to my clit. When he begins sucking my clit with fervor, my eyes roll to the back of my head, and I think I’ll pass out from the intensity of the pleasure—of this moment.
A needy moan escapes my mouth just as Griff slams two fingers back inside me. The combination of his fingers hitting my G-spot and his tongue working magic on my clit sends me soaring into a climax I can only describe as other-worldly. My legs shake and spasm. For fuck’s sake, I’m convulsing over his face and fingers.
“Oh, fuck. G—oh my god!” I scream into the pillow, trying to drown out the noise.
Griff continues to work me through my release, pressing light kisses along my thighs and hip bones as I come back down to earth.
Griffin
I kiss my way back up Kenna’s body, worshiping each swell and valley with my lips and tongue. Tiny goosebumps appear as my mouth moves along her soft skin.
When my trail of kisses finally leads back to her mouth, I devour her, tangling my tongue against hers, giving her a taste of herself. I grind my hips into hers, loving how my cock glides against her wet pussy. Deepening the kiss, I continue to drive my hips into hers. This feels so good—too fucking good. My cock is so hard I could come just like this.
“I need you, Griff. Please don’t make me wait any longer,” she pleads. I’m desperate for her too, but for some reason, I’m a complete asshole and need her to beg before I bury myself inside her.
“Tell me exactly what you need, Kenna,” I demand.
“I need you to fuck me,” she says as she tugs on my hair. “I can’t stand the thought of going another minute without knowing what it feels like to have you inside me.”
Needing to be inside of her as much as she wants—needs—me, I leap from the bed to get a condom from my wallet.
Kenna’s eyes widen. She bites her lip as I tear the condom wrapper open with my teeth.
I pause at the look on her face. “You look like you’re hesitating, Kenna. We can wait if you’re not ready.”
“Don’t you dare. I’m ready—I’m just trying to figure out how you’re going to fit inside of me without splitting me in two. You’re huge. I mean, I knew you were huge. It’s just seeing it now, and knowing where it’s going, you’re . . . well, huge.”
I’d be lying if I said hearing her say that didn’t inflate my ego tenfold. “Trust me, Sunshine. We’ll make it fit. You’re so ready for my cock; you’re making a mess of the sheets.”
Heat flushes her cheeks, and I shake my head at her. “I didn’t say that to embarrass you. It turns me on so fucking much—you’re going to feel so good.”
“Then stop talking and make me come again,” she sasses.
