“It’s a plan.”
I heard some shouting from the direction of the door, but no screaming, and no sounds of panic. I wouldn’t be surprised if some of our residents were getting overwhelmed with the excitement and the sugar, even if it was a happy occasion. I thought about getting up to go help, but I trusted my staff and it was my day off. So instead, I stayed put, nuzzled deeper into Griffin’s neck with his stubble rasping my forehead in a comforting way, and let the world turn without me for a while.
Chapter 15
Griffin
“Long day, huh?” I stood back to let Lee come inside the next Tuesday, then shut my apartment door behind him.
“Longfucking day, yeah.” Lee shoved a hand through damp red curls that’d clearly already gotten the treatment a few dozen times.
“Did you eat?”
“Grabbed something at my desk.”
I knew “something” was likely to have been a piece of the leftover wedding cake or a bag of chips, but I wasn’t going to nag him. “You want to play a game, or watch a movie, or—”
I stopped talking as he grabbed me and slammed a kiss to my mouth. Okay, this was not going to be a cuddle-on-the-couch evening.No objections.I wrapped my arms around Lee to steady us and kissed him back. He bit my lip hard enough to sting and shoved his groin into mine, his cock already stiff against my stomach.
“Bedroom,” I said, yanking away from him and heading for the hall. “If you’re in that mood, I want a mattress and fewer sharp corners.”
“What mood?” He followed me, though.
“Take no prisoners?” I hauled the covers down the bed and shucked my shirt over my head.
“Okay, yeah, that mood.” He wore a flattering henley he must’ve put on at home after his shower. When he yanked the snug waffle-knit off, his damp hair stood up even more.
I pulled him in tight with one arm and tousled his hair. “I like it this long. Something to hold onto.”
His eyes darkened and he cupped the back of my head with a big hand. “We’ll see who holds what.” He kissed me again, then nipped my chin hard. Grabbing my face between both hands, he stared down at me. I gave him a shit-eating grin and the next moment I fought for breath as he ate my mouth, then pushed me against the wall, pinning me with his bulk.
“Bed,” I protested when I got my lips free. “Softer. No corners.”
“Fuck. Right.” Lee stepped back and opened his jeans. “Get naked.”
I could get onboard with that idea. By the time I had my slacks and underwear off, Lee was down to skin, watching, stroking his already erect cock with one hand.
“Sit at the top of the bed,” he ordered. “Stuff some pillows behind your head.”
I raised my eyebrows at his pushiness, but I couldn’t lie. I was getting off on it. My dick bobbed eagerly as I climbed on the bed and sat with my back to the headboard, two pillows layered behind me. “What do you have in mind?”
“Suck me?”
“Anytime.” I wanted to get my mouth on that thick cock of his. “Sitting like this?”
“Yeah.” He crawled onto the foot of the bed and straddled my legs, knee-walking toward me. As he got close, I tugged the pillows lower to find the perfect height. Lee gripped the base of his cock in one hand and reached for the headboard with the other. Leaning over me, he ran the head of his dick across my lips.
I tasted the salt of a bead of precum and licked it away. My cock ached, fully onboard now.
“I want to fuck your mouth,” Lee murmured. “That okay?”
“Do it.” I craned my neck to get a lick on the fat cockhead bobbing an inch from my face.
“Open up.” Lee scooted a little closer and nudged my mouth with his dick. I opened for him, sucking as he pushed between my lips.
He started easy, a short back-and-forth slide that let me press my tongue on him as he pushed forward and suck hard on the out stroke. After a minute, he picked up the pace, breathing faster as he rocked in and out, shoving against my tongue, my cheeks, the roof of my mouth.
I grabbed his thighs for balance and tried to relax my throat. The taste and smell of Lee’s groin filled my senses. I sucked harder and the edge of my teeth scraped along the underside of his dick.
