“Why didn’t you?”
His brows furrow. “I didn’t want to fuck up that contract.”
A big laugh explodes from my lips. “You wouldn’t have.”
“I don’t know, woman. You’re pretty black and white when it comes to your business.”
“Well, the contract’s officially ended.” My heart leaps into my throat.
“I guess it has.” His eyes survey mine.
Then like two animals who’ve been waiting to strike, we’re both up from our chairs, and Griffin’s lips are crashing down on mine.
ChapterSeven
Griffin
I can’t keepmy hands off her. I’ve been waiting for this moment since I first laid eyes on her. I part Carlie’s soft, rosebud lips with my tongue and we explore each other’s mouths. I can’t be close enough to her. She presses her body against me, her pelvis driving against my rock hardness.
“I want you to be mine, Carlie.” I whisper into her mouth.
“I’m already yours.” She moans in response as my hands find the hem of her t-shirt.
Her soft skin practically melts into my touch as I work my way up her waist and palm one of her pillowy breasts over her bra. She inhales sharply when I pinch her nipple between my fingers, her hooded green eyes begging me for more.
I pull her shirt over her head and toss it to the side, then plant a trail of steaming kisses down her neck and between the valley of her breasts, and I unhook her bra. Her breasts bounce against her ribs, and I gaze at them in awe. “Jesus Christ, you’re perfect.”
She brushes a stray strand of hair away from her face, and I notice her cheeks are flushed. My mouth latches onto her breast. She fists my hair as I flick my tongue against her stiffened peak.
“Get these fucking shorts off.” I groan, and Carlie does what I tell her to, slowly, taking her panties with them over her full, voluptuous hips. She stands naked in the kitchen, and I nearly come on the spot.
“God, I’ve never wanted anyone as much as I want you, baby.” I fall to my knees kissing down the front of her thigh. She parts her legs for me and I press my face against her silky wetness and breathe her in. “You smell so fucking good.”
Carlie’s a goddess whose literally got me down on my knees, and I’d stay here forever for her. No, Iwill. I will stay here forever.
She tugs at my shirt and I help her pull it off over my head, but I can’t pull myself away from her delicious cunt. I run my tongue along her dripping slit, tasting her for the first time. “You’re so wet for me.” I press one finger into her, and Carlie moans, leaning her elbows back onto the kitchen counter. “I love it.”
“I love it, too.” She whispers, looking down at me through a curtain of blonde hair.
I kiss her inner thighs, my finger sawing in and out of her. But I have to taste more of her; her pussy’s a delicacy and I can’t get enough. I bury my face in her center, sucking her tiny bundle of nerves between my teeth.
“Fuck,” she moans, spreading her legs a little wider for me. I can’t stop pleasing her, I want to wear her juices like a fucking badge of honor. I twist my finger, tapping her most forbidden spot, and she whimpers, “I’m coming.”
I suck harder, finger her faster, bringing her to orgasm. She’s my woman now, and pleasing her is my job. I’ll live for it. I’ll make my woman scream my name.
I kiss my way up her stomach, rising to my feet, and she presses her soft, naked body up against me, pressing her lips against mine, so she tastes herself on my tongue.
Carlie fumbles my shorts down over my hips, taking my boxer briefs with them. My cock bobs against my stomach, the tip already sticky with pre-cum.
“Thank God,” she says, playfully rolling her eyes.
“What?” I wrap my arms around her waist, aching to press myself against her.
“I figured it’d be big, but…goddamn.” She nibbles at my neck, and I let out a little laugh.
“That tickles.” Carlie does it again. “Quit.” I tease, and suck on her beautiful swollen lips.
“Right here,” she whispers. “Fuck me right here.” She honest to God brushes everything off the kitchen table, like she’s out of a movie or something. I gasp, and Carlie covers her mouth with her hand.