Page 27 of Barely Breathing
“Fuck,” he muttered the word as he looked over to the bedside table and the box of condoms.
“No,” she whispered, and his gaze snapped back to focus on her.“Just you.I want to feel you.Bare.Nothing between us.”
He licked his lips and nodded.
“Bare,” he murmured.“Lift.”He tapped her thighs, and she lifted them, letting him guide them where he wanted.She ended up with them high along his chest with her heels resting on his shoulders.Then he aligned his cock and thrust hard inside her.Holy mother of God!The penetration was incredible.So deep.She’d never had sex without a condom.The sensation of his flesh filling hers with nothing separating them was indescribable.
He wrapped an arm around her legs where they rested against his chest while the other held her hip as he thrust hard and fast.He turned his head and nipped her toe then sucked it softly.That quickly, she was there again, trembling on the edge of an orgasm that was almost frightening in its promised intensity.
“Griff!”she screamed as she fought to breathe.She wasn’t sure if she was trying to stave off the impending orgasm or struggling to reach it.
“Come for me, honey.”His voice washed over her.“Show me how good my dick feels fucking you.”
He nipped her toe again, and she bucked against him.She came with a low guttural moan, which was all she could manage as she continued to gasp for breath.Her pussy squeezed down on him, making him fight for every thrust and retreat.She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands into the covers.Her nipples were turgid points that ached and throbbed.Her toes were curled, and she felt strung like a bow, ready to snap with the least amount of pressure.
Then she did break, riding the crest of the orgasm.It washed through her, both soothing and electrifying every nerve in her body.She was weightless, floating in a sea of pleasure.
Griff groaned as he joined her.She felt his heat as he held his cock deep and spilled inside her.His breath fanned over her toes as he panted.She didn’t fight the smile that pulled at the corners of her mouth.
“What’s that smile about?”
“I don’t think I’ve ever felt this good.”
“Me, either.”He eased her legs down his chest and shifted his hips back, pulling his spent cock from her.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“No.It was the most incredible sex I’ve ever had.”She glanced at him.“Including last night.”
His grin was all cocky arrogance and dark promise.“Wait until next time.It’ll only get better and better.”
She wanted there to be a next time.And a time after that.How long would she have with him before it was all over, and she had to leave?
“Need the bathroom?”He nodded toward the attached restroom she’d used since she’d been here.
“No, I need to lie here for a minute.Catch my breath.”
“I like you all sprawled out, naked and satisfied, on my bed.”
She laughed.
“I’ll be right back.”
He headed to the bathroom, and she heard him through the closed door as he moved around.She wondered what he thought about them engaging without the protection of a condom.She felt as if he’d marked her, claimed her in a way that no other man had.Or ever would again.She couldn’t imagine feeling this much pleasure with anyone else.
She was satisfied.And tired.She’d close her eyes until he finished in the bathroom.Then she’d go clean up and see what else he planned for the night.Instead, she woke up some time later, alone in bed.She pulled on her panties and one of Griff’s T-shirts before searching for him.
“I don’t think she’s realized yet.”
Griff’s voice reached her as she stepped from the bedroom.It washed over her like déjà vu.Hadn’t she been in the same scenario with Vince?Panic wanted to set in, but she shook it off.She hadn’t known Griff a long time, which was funny considering how many times they’d had sex, but she already trusted him.Her instincts were usually pretty good.
Fuck being sneaky and slinking down the hall.She walked in and stood there glaring at him.
“I’ll talk to you later, Chetan.”He laughed at whatever Chetan said but never took his eyes off her face.She knew he could see how pissed off she was.“Yeah, you could say that.”
He hung up and tossed the phone aside before moving across the room toward her.She shifted, putting the couch between them.
“You could say what?”
