Heading into the living room, I curled upon one of the oversized chairs and closed my eyes. I could almost smell Griffinin the room. Between his comforting scent and the image of Matthew smiling inmy head, I was having a hard time remembering what I’d been worried about tobegin with.
As I relaxed, I imagined kneeling forGriffin, touching his legs and slowly caressing up his body. Feeling him rubagainst me in the pool but holding myself back from begging for more hadrequired more patience than I’d ever imagined. All I’d wanted to do was strokehis chest and taste his skin as he held me.
The images in my head slowly shifted topicturing him stroking me subtly under the water. No one would know what he wasdoing until I exploded, crying out as my orgasm took over. Silas had done thatto Austin several times, and it’d been mind-blowingly hot.
I knew Griffin would be good with that typeof subtle pleasure. He wasn’t flashy or loud, but he knew what he wanted andthat confidence was one of the things that had always drawn me to him.Footsteps on the stairs slowly pulled me back to reality, and Matthew fadedinto the back of my head again as I opened my eyes.
The tray Griffin was holding lookeddelicious, but he looked positively edible. It’d been so long since I’d reallyfelt the hunger to be completely consumed by someone that the emotion wasforeign. It took me a second to understand what I was feeling.
Desire.
Lust.
There were a thousand emotions whirlingthrough me, but they all boiled down to wanting to please the tender alpha infront of me and to submit. I wanted to let the rest of the world fade away. Thetastes I’d had with Dakota and Tristan were special, and I’d always love themfor letting me take up a small part of their love for each other, but I wasready to be selfish.
Griffin aimed his heated smile at me as hewalked into the room. “You look very good waiting there for me.”
Tingles swept through me at knowing I’dpleased him. It was simple, but I’d given him that smile. “Thank you, Sir.”
His heated gaze stayed steadily on me as heset the tray down on the coffee table. As he straightened, he took two stepsuntil he was right in front of the chair. “Come here.”
I slowly stood, trying to look calm andgraceful even though my heart was pounding again. But this time it wasn’t fromnerves, just excitement. Griffin watched me quietly, and when I was finallystanding in front of him, he smiled and stroked my cheek with his thumb.“That’s my beautiful boy.”
As he gently trailed his fingers over myface and head, I closed my eyes and soaked up his touch. “Being able to holdyou and wrap my arms around you has been the best thing to happen to me in along time. I know you said you didn’t want to take things too slow. Butremember, I have no expectations aside from wanting to hold you more.”
He was sweet, but I wanted to make sure heunderstood.
Opening my eyes, I stared into his. “I needthis. I’ve been aching for a chance to submit completely again for someone whowas mine. This isn’t casual for me. I wouldn’t do this with just anyone. I feelsafe with you and you’re special to me.”
Griffin nodded and brushed his lips acrossmine. “Then that’s what I’m going to give you.”
“Thank you.” Leaning close, I kissed hischeek.
Griffin smiled tenderly, but it didn’t takelong for it to fade into an expression that was gentle but heated. When hishands stroked down my sides, I knew what was coming. “Hands up.”
Before I could even begin to process theinstructions, he was slowly pulling up my shirt. By the time my arms were up inthe air, he was easing the shirt over my head. As he laid it on the back of thechair, I moved my hands back to my sides and waited as the anticipation built.
When he crouched down in front of me andreached for my shoes, I had to fight the urge to run my hands over hisshoulders. So when he looked up and told me to steady myself, it was puttingtemptation literally in the palms of my hands.
“Yes, Sir.” The tight muscles covered bythe thin cotton felt warm under my hands.
It was so distracting I must have missedhis first set of instructions because he chuckled and smacked my ass. “Liftyour foot up.”
He was too amused for it to have been hisfirst time giving me that order. “Yes, Sir.”
I could feel my face heating up, but thistime it wasn’t about what we were doing, it was just because I’d been caughtdaydreaming. Griffin scanned up the length of my body, focusing on my stillcovered, but obvious, erection before carefully taking off my shoes.
When my feet were bare and I was steady, hestroked up my legs until he came to the waistband of my pants. His fingersteased the skin just above my pants, but he took his time deciding to actuallyunfasten them.
Relief and erotic excitement rushed throughme as the fabric slid to the floor, leaving me in just the nearly see-through briefs.Griffin was silent until he had the pants laid out on the floor beside thechair, then his hands stroked over the sides of the ridiculously blatantunderwear and he let out a low moan.
“I sincerely hope you have more of these athome.” His fingers splayed out until his thumbs were almost touching myerection.
I let out a ragged laugh but shook my head.“No, but I’ll ask Austin where he got them.”
Griffin looked up and raised one eyebrow. Ishrugged. “They were a gift.”
He chuckled. “You have the most interestingfriends, but the more I get to know them, the more I like them.”
