Tiny sparks of electricity make my skin hum as his lips move over my jaw before drifting down to my breasts.
His mouth closes over one of my nipples and he sucks hard making me cry out and beg him to fuck me harder.
He ignores me, lashing my nipple with his tongue before moving on to the other.
“Griff please,” I shamelessly beg.
He lifts his head, his lust filled eyes staring into mine.
“Tell me what you need.”
“I need you to fuck me harder. I need you so far inside me I don’t know where I end, and you begin. I need you to mark me, so I never forget how you made me feel in this moment.”
“And how do you feel Dulce?” He whispers against my cheek.
“Like I’m falling and flying all at the same time.”
And then I say the one thing I know will snap his control. I strip back my walls and let him see the truth in my eyes.
“I love you Griff. Today tomorrow and always.”
Just like I knew it would, Griff’s control snaps.
He thrusts into me hard and fast, his grip on me tight enough to leave bruises.
“I love you to Dulce, always have always will.” He snarls as he brutally fucks me into submission.
I cry out as I implode, my scream catching in my throat as I come so hard its almost painful.
Griff slows his thrusts, riding me through my aftershocks until he slips free and climbs to his feet.
His large hand wraps around his wet cock as he fists it, stroking it up and down.
“I want to come in your mouth.”
I scramble to my knees as his very willing slave and open my mouth.
He growls at the sight of me, his free hand stoking my cheek as his other hand furiously works his cock until he groans and presses the head against my tongue.
He fills my mouth, the guttural sounds coming from him making me feel like a fucking queen as I swallow down every last drop.
When he’s spent, he scoops me up and sits with me in his lap, playing with a strand of my hair.
“Thank you.”
I look up at him and grin. “Are you thanking me for the sex or for–”
He cuts me off with a soft kiss. “Thank you for being you and for letting me just be me.”
I lean into him and wrap my arms around his neck. “Always.”
We sit for a little while longer, just enjoying the moment before he kisses my temple.
“Let’s go home.”
Home. I like the sound of that. Funny how home now feels like Griff. A person, not a place. I’d heard it said before, but I never understood what it meant until now.