Page 8 of Even If the Sky is Falling
She whimpered, his hands deftly unhooking her bra and cupping her breasts. Her back against the wall, Halley panted as Griffin’s kisses inched downward, over her nipples, lapping at them before moving lower to the waistband of her slacks. She kicked off her shoes, and Griffin unbuttoned her pants, kneeling before her as his fingers dug under the waistband of her lacy black panties. He looked up at her and she nodded, looking to her sides for something sturdy to hold on to. As he guided her panties to the floor for her to step out of them, he kissed the inside of one of her thighs, pulling it over his shoulder as he buried his face between her folds.
Halley covered her mouth with one of her hands as she gasped, gripping the pedestal sink with the other. Her knees could give at any moment, but Griff kept her pinned in place. He licked and suckled her clit, holding her against his mouth by gripping her ass tightly. She was so wet—she could feel moisture dripping down the thigh of her standing leg—the pleasure emanating from her core made her wrap her other leg around Griffin’s back more firmly.
“Mmm,” he responded to the added pressure, using his fingers to spread her folds apart, exposing her core. “I missed this.” He ran his tongue over her slowly, again and again, feeling Halley’s thigh tighten around his neck and shake as she got closer to the brink of orgasm. His tongue painted slow, intense circles that coaxed muffled moans from deep in Halley’s throat. She rotated her hips, grinding against his mouth, gripping the sink with her other hand, as his tongue speed increased—the painted circles spinning at a dizzying pace until lights danced behind Halley’s closed eyelids.
“Fuck, I’m about to—” Halley’s mouth dropped open as she gasped for breath.
Griffin held her steady as she rode his face through wave after wave of orgasm, her body tightening and convulsing as her back arched and curled forward. He didn’t stop until her last wave of spasms jolted through her body and she expelled a deep breath, her eyelids heavy with lust. He kissed her one last time before standing, a sheen over his mouth and his closely cut beard.
Halley beckoned him to her with two fingers, eyes low with want, her breath ragged. She wiped the moisture from his face with the palm of her hand, pulling him close. As they kissed, she could still taste herself on him, his thick lips warmed by her center. Halley ran her tongue over his mouth until he captured hers with his own. “I can’t believe we’re doing this right now.”
“If the sky was falling, there’s no place I’d rather be than right here with you,” he murmured.
Halley wrapped her arms around Griff’s neck, giving him a slow, searing kiss that made him groan against her lips. “Oh yeah? Show me,” she breathed. “I want to see all the stars.”
He grunted in response. Griffin’s strong hands squeezed her ass before grasping the backs of her thighs, hoisting her up and setting her ass on the pedestal sink. His muscular arms bulged as he unzipped his pants, and Halley yelped from the cold ceramic. Grinning at her, Griff’s pants dropped to the floor as Halley’s eyes homed in on the bulge below the waistband of his boxer briefs.
She chuckled haughtily, shaking her head in reverence. “Old friend.”
Griffin’s lips curved into a sinister smile. “He missed you too.” He pulled Halley closer so that her ass balanced on the lip of the sink before leaning her head back to expose her neck. His lips and tongue traveled a winding path down her throat, across her collarbone and between her breasts before taking detours across the tightened buds of her nipples. He carefully rolled them between his lips and teeth, as Halley writhed against him, arching her back to bring herself closer to his mouth.
As Griffin savored Halley, he rubbed himself against the slickness between her thighs, eliciting a soft moan from her as she leaned her head back against the wall. Griffin waited for her to open her eyes, mouthing the wordokayas his firm tip undulated against her. His brown eyes imploring her for an answer.
She nodded, sucking in a breath through clenched teeth as his thick length slid inside her. “Fuck,” she whispered, tilting her head forward to watch him ease in and out with delicious deliberateness. Halley wrapped her legs around Griff’s waist, coaxing him deeper inside, his hands resting on either side of the sink. The skin between his brows pinched as he focused, his breath warm and uneven.
He dipped his head forward to kiss Halley, pulling one of her legs over his broad shoulder. His forehead pressed against hers, he tilted his hips slightly above hers and drove into her faster, jostling the sink—the back of Halley’s head tapping against the wall. Griff cupped the back of her head in his hand, kissing her tenderly before returning her leg around his waist. “Hold on to me, babe.”
As Halley wrapped her arms around his neck, Griffin lifted her, pinning her back against the wall where she stood before. She gasped as her skin pressed against the cool surface, Griffin pummeling into her, their bodies clapping together. Each thrust grazed her G-spot, building pressure that pushed Halley toward the edge of orgasm. Halley sank her teeth into his shoulder to keep from screaming. Gasping for breath, her eyes widened as she cried, “I’m about to—”
Griffin’s mouth crashed against hers, muffling the high notes escaping from her throat. His thrusts slowed as he neared his own climax—Halley riding the waves of her own. He grunted, his brows furrowing and then rising as he came. Breathing hard, Griff buried his face in Halley’s neck, his solid body pressed against hers in a full embrace, her legs tightening around him. His beard caught her hair as he pulled away to search her face, touching his fingertips to her jaw and tracing them to her bottom lip. “I missed you,” he whispered, beads of sweat pooling at his temples.
“I missed you.” She took in those deep brown eyes with their curling lashes, the orbs laser-focused on her in a way that felt different this time.
Griffin pressed his lips against hers gently, his eyes closing as he pulled back and touched his forehead to hers. After a long moment, he stepped back, cupping her ass and lifting her off him as she uncrossed her ankles and loosened her grip around his waist. Griffin grinned. “You’ve still got that vise grip, you know.”
Halley smiled mischievously. “Thick thighs save lives, Griff.”
As he pulled on his boxers, he threw back his head and laughed, eventually nodding in agreement. “I believe that to be true.” He eyed her. “They sure saved mine.” He closed the distance between them as Halley wrapped herself in a flannel blanket from the foot of the cot, pulling corners of it over her shoulders and crossing her arms.
Halley stretched her neck back to look at him, jutting her chin in his direction. “How do you figure?”
Griffin gripped her waist before extending his arms around her to rest his hands on top of her ass. He shrugged, smiling a little to himself. “You’ve never noticed how much energy I have after we have some quality time? You got that sauce, babe.”
Halley giggled. “Shut up.”
He stooped down to brush his lips against hers. “You do. It’s addictive. I could be out with the fellas getting into all kinds of foolery, but I’d rather be right here.” His hands spanned the curves of her hips. “I could never get enough of this.”
She shook her head, pressing her lips together before craning her neck to stare into his deep brown eyes—his magnetic focus was so intent on her that her stomach contracted and heat flooded her entire body. Her cheeks burned crimson as her stomach gurgled loudly. “Uh, sorry about that,” she laughed.
Griffin’s wickedly sensual mouth curved into a grin. “Hungry?” He pointed to the shelving filled with supplies. “I’m sure there are some MREs with the supplies. They’re not super appetizing, but they get the job done.”
Halley shook her head. The last time she sampled a pouch filled with an emergency meal, she couldn’t keep it down. “I’ve got some snacks in my bag, but I’m not hungry for food right now.”
“No?” He looked at her curiously.
She met his gaze and shook her head suggestively as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth. “No.”
“Well, what is it that you have in mind, Oakes?” His voice dropped deeper, a sexy, teasing tone that could make her toes curl if she were off her feet.
