Page 16 of Barely Breathing
“Yes,” she hissed in agreement as his fingers played over her clit.
He shifted away behind her, and she glanced back over her shoulder to watch him grab a condom and roll it on.Then he was back, easing back into position behind her.She felt the nudge of his cock as he lined it up.One thrust and he was tunneling in and out of her.It felt so good, the way he filled her, rubbing every sensitive inch of her channel.He slid one hand over her hip, his thumb and fingers playing over and around her clit.He moved the other one under her, lifting it to toy with the nipple of her right breast.
“Griff,” she moaned.This was too much.As much as she wanted him, feared falling for him, his being with her would put him at significant risk.She needed to walk away today.Say thanks and put her focus where it needed to be.On catching Vince and stopping him.But this… They could share this first.
“I love the way you say my name.”The warmth of his breath against her ear sent chills down her spine.His voice was rough and carnal, and she wondered if he sounded this sexy every morning or just those that started with sex.
She moaned again as he plunged deep, slowly eased back and thrust hard again.It would be far too easy to become addicted to waking up with him every morning, especially if he was willing to let each day begin just like this one.
“Roll over,” he urged her, using his hands to guide her until she was on her stomach under him.
She knew what he was after and rose to her knees, keeping her chest flat to the mattress.He shifted his legs, forcing hers even wider.His hands were both at her hips, and his groan was her only warning before he began a fast and hard pounding.
She muffled her screams in the pillow, fingers clenching and releasing in the sheets.She knew he heard her keening cries regardless of her efforts to smother them, and she didn’t care.It was good, so fucking incredible she wanted to shout.She wanted to wrap around him and sink her teeth into his skin.He made her feel animalistic.Had her so hot and horny that even as fantastic as he gave, she wanted more.
She came with a wail and prayed the walls stifled it if the bedding didn’t.The pounding increased, harder and faster, until he plunged so deep he lifted her knees free of the mattress and held her there speared on his cock.God, he was so fucking deep it hurt, which only intensified the pleasure ripping through her body.Who knew that she’d like that edge of pain so much?
His cock swelled as he filled the condom.His hips flexed, lifting her just a bit higher before her knees met the bed again, and his weight collapsed over her.He adjusted just enough, so he wasn’t crushing her chest, but he was still on her, buried in her.His head was beside hers on the pillow, his breath fanning her hair.
She couldn’t have stopped herself from turning to look at him if she’d wanted to, and she didn’t.His blue eyes were bright and warm, reflecting the smile that spread across his lips.He leaned in and kissed her softly on the tip of her nose.
“Good morning.”
“Morning.”
“My mornings have never been so good.Waking up next to you.A man could get addicted to having you in his bed.”
Her eyes widened a bit in surprise, and Griff pressed his lips together.Shit.Was he uncomfortable with what he’d said?Or had her response prompted it?She was so out of her element here.He took her feet out from under her.
She cleared her throat.
“You’re not so bad yourself.”She tried for a playful tone then for a moment, worried about her breath.Christ, she didn’t know how to do the morning after.When she’d had sex in the past, she’d had quick encounters that never lasted more than an hour or two before she left, going home then waking alone in her bed.The end.Then she’d stopped having even those.Now, she was with someone in his bed.It left her uncertain of what to do or say.
“Are you okay?”
“What?”She jerked a bit, wondering where that question had come from, and felt his cock tug from her.She gritted her teeth and hissed at the sensation.She hadn’t had sex in a too long, and twice within twenty-four hours had her body reminding her of that fact.
“Did I hurt you?”His hand smoothed down her spine while he did a visual scan as if searching for bruises or damage.Her research had hit the bull’s eye with him.He was as great a guy as it had seemed.
“No, it’s just been a while.”
His eyes lit up, and she almost snorted a laugh.What was it with guys getting all macho if they thought they were the cause of you doing something unusual?He was happy she hadn’t been with anyone in a while.But what about him?
“Thanks for thinking of protection.I’m on the pill, and my last check-up showed I’m good.No health concerns.”She couldn’t help the blush that stained her cheeks.This was important, though.Hell, life and death.Pregnancy was often the least of a modern girl’s concerns.“It’s been over a year since I had sex.”
“Glad I could persuade you to break the dry spell.”He grinned, looking cocky and unbelievably gorgeous.“I’ve got a clean bill of health, as well.”
“I can’t imagine many women tell you no.”
He leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips.“A gentleman never kisses and tells.”
“A gentleman wouldn’t be cocky about breaking my dry spell.”
“Touché.”He laughed.“I guess I can’t imagine a woman as beautiful and sexy as you not having men beating down your door to get to you.”His gaze ran over her appreciatively.“Especially if they’ve ever seen you like this.”
“I don’t do sleepovers.”The confession was out before she could bite back the words.His eyes flared and held her captive.
“You’ve never spent the night with a man?
