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“Griff,” I gasp, feeling like I don’t have enough air in my lungs.
“I want to suck on your pretty little nipples.Will you let me, Georgie?”he asks as he pulls away from my mouth.
“Yes,” I wheeze.God help me, right now, he could do anything he wants to me, and I’d let him.
He sits up in bed, shocking me, but he shoves his tee he put on last night, so I’d feel safer while we were sleeping.Once he has it gathered, he yanks it over his head, throwing it across the room.My gaze is glued to his chest.He’s so beautiful.I start to reach out, but he stops me by taking the shirt I’m wearing and slowly lifting it—much gentler than he did with the one he was wearing.
“This will just make it easier for me to pleasure you, baby.Nothing else will happen than what you’ve given me permission to do.Okay?”
“I trust you,” I repeat, meaning those words down to the soles of my feet.
As a reward he kisses my lips again, a quick, sweet promise not to betray me.I don’t know how I know that’s what the kiss means—but I do.Maybe under normal circumstances I’d question everything I feel for Griffin and how soon those feelings have come, but I can’t.I won’t tell Griffin, but last night I had a dream.I used to dread my dreams.They usually tell me things that are bad, things I want to stop.Last night’s dream was different, though.It was of me in a hospital bed, holding a beautiful little girl with dark hair and blue eyes.Griffin was lying in the bed with us, kissing me and talking to our child.This man is my future.I may not be ready to completely give in, but my heart and mind have already surrendered to the truth that the two of us belong together and that one day he will be the father to my little girl—our little Sarah May named after Nana.
Once my body is bared to him, I suck in a breath.I’ve never been naked in front of a man before.I want to panic, but before I can, Griffin’s fingers spread against my stomach, and he looks down at me with what appears to be reverence.It makes me feel beautiful and I’m not sure I’ve ever felt that before—not before Griffin.
“You’re so beautiful, baby,” he praises as his fingers continue sliding against my body.His lips kiss down my neck, his teeth nibbling gently—lovingly teasing me.Sensations begin to hit me that I can’t explain.I feel like my body might float up into the air, just as his tongue wraps around my nipple and he sucks it into his mouth.
“Griff!”I cry out, my body trembling at the pleasure I feel.In response he sucks harder, and his tongue laps at the pebbled flesh torturing me in the best way possible, as his hand slides further down.
My body stiffens slightly as I feel his fingers dance along the inside of my thigh.I can feel my arousal gathering there, already coating his fingers.My head goes back against the pillow as I bite down on my lip, my hips rocking against my will.My body arches, curving to press my breast deeper into his mouth, needing more of this—more of him.He groans against my nipple, making my entire body shiver.I whimper when he lifts his head to look down at me.His eyes are wicked as he licks his lips.“Mine,” he growls.That growl vibrates through me in a way that I know it will never leave.I lick my lips and decide to be brave.I slide my hand down his jogging pants, immediately his hard cock touches my fingers and I can feel the sticky wetness that is sliding down the head.I have the strongest desire to lick him, wanting to taste his desire on my tongue.The thought makes my body flush with heat.
His fingers brush against the lips of my pussy and without thought my legs open to him.“Fuck, Georgie that feels good,” he huffs as I wrap my hand around the base of his cock.I keep my grip firm, almost as if I’m afraid he’ll disappear.“Stroke me,” he urges.
That’s all the incentive I need, to start sliding my hand up and down, loving the feel of his powerful member in my hand, his body at my mercy.The more my hand glides, the more I can feel my hand getting wet.I’m losing myself in the pleasure of touching him until I feel his finger slide against my clit.“Oh …” I breathe, my hand tightening around his cock even more.
“You like that, baby?”he purrs close to my ear.
“Yes,” I confess, as my hips begin moving, inviting him to do more.
Soon, I feel two more fingers, joining the first.They’re soaked in my wet desire and moving around my clit with a hungry surety that I know will cause me to unravel.They tease and torment, applying pressure in the best way possible, making my entire body one trembling mess.There’s an urgency building inside of me that I know I won’t be able to keep at bay.Griffin’s lips are back at my breasts, suckling like a man starving.My hold on his cock is tight and I keep stroking him.My movements are not fluid now.No, they’re desperate and hungry.
My hips begin pressing up and into Griffin’s hold.“Are you going to come for me, baby?Are you going to let go and give in to the pleasure I’m giving you—thatonlyI will ever give you?”
“Y … yes,” I cry.
“Good.Be a good girl and give it to me, Georgie.Give in to me,” he urges.
My body tenses, as my hand moves up and down his cock faster and harder.“Griff!”I cry out as my orgasm takes over.I press my head against his chest, hoping it will muffle my cries.When that doesn’t seem to work, I bite into the flesh I find there.If I had brain cells left to realize what I was doing, I would have panicked and pulled away.I don’t.So, instead, I bite harder as my body rides wave after wave of pleasure.Griffin seems to love it, because the minute my bite deepens, he explodes in my hand, come rains down his shaft, over my hand and I keep stroking him, feeling like a queen because I have this man in bed with me—a man every woman with a pulse would want and right now, I truly believe that he is all mine.
“Griffin,” I whisper, feeling so much that I can barely think.
“Fuck.I knew my woman was a tiger.I’m never letting you go now, Georgie, never,” he vows.I look up at him, to find him licking my juices off his fingers.I don’t know if I should, but I like that so much that I bring my hand away from his cock and bring it up to my mouth and begin licking his seed, too.“Christ,” he exclaims.“You really are perfect.”
He takes my mouth violently.It doesn’t scare me.I kiss him back, losing myself in the taste of our lovemaking mingling and knowing that finally after years of feeling lost and alone, that I might just be finding where I belong—where I was always meant to be.
In Griffin’s arms.
19GEORGIA
It’s beentwo weeks since that first night I stayed with Griffin at the clubhouse.Two weeks of pleasure like I’ve never known, late night laughter, whispered secrets, and me somehow ending up wrapped in his arms almost every night since.We haven’t gone all the way yet, but I know it’s going to happen.If Griffin pressed, I’d cave instantly, but he hasn’t.Instead, we’ve spent time learning how to pleasure one another with our hands, our mouths and getting closer.
It's good.No, it’s better than good.I can’t get enough of him, and Griffin seems to feel the same—always making a concerted effort to end the day together.Sometimes he stays over at Nana’s, and I swear those are my favorite nights.The smell of his cologne surrounding me in my room is a comfort I didn’t realize I’d been craving my whole life.
Tonight, however, is different.I’m nervous.
I’m going to the clubhouse again—and I’m taking Nana.This could be a recipe for disaster.I’ve gone through all the possible scenarios in my head and none of them end particularly well.I’ve already warned Nana—more than once—that the clubhouse is not exactly the kind of place most grandmothers hang out.She just laughed, waved me off, and told me, “Honey, I raised hell long before you were born.”Which, honestly, isexactlythe problem.It’s also the main reason I’m panicking as I walk her though the front doors of the Kings of Anarchy.
When we walk inside, I have a death grip on Nana’s hand like she’s a toddler that I’m trying to keep from running into traffic.The noise of voices, laughter, and the faint smell of sex, leather and smoke hits me immediately.Most of the club is in the main area already.That means every head turns when we step into it.Eek.
