Page 21 of R for Rough

I wasn’t sure I could speak much longer. My fingers twitched for something to grab on to, and I just…I really wanted to surrender. Throw myself at him and have him take over.

I wanted to let myself fall down the rabbit hole of filth and submission; I wanted to let go of all filters and leave all the grown-up crap to him. I had this bizarre feeling that we’d be scorching hot together.

If he didn’t feel the same way, he definitely shouldn’t be closing the distance between us another inch. But he did. He took that last step that almost made our shoes touch, and heat simmered below the surface to the point where I couldn’t open my mouth. If I did, a pathetic whimper would come out.

Please.

“I think the same should apply to your Daddy.” His voice came out low and doused in whiskey. “He enjoys nonsexualsessions with others too, as long as he’s got his boy with him. And what you and he share is sacred.”

Sacred.

I loved that word so much.

I nodded and couldn’t help myself. I reached out and dug my fingers underneath his belt, and it seemed to do the trick. A second later, he descended on me. He cupped my face in his hands and dipped down, covering my mouth with his own, and I fucking expired.

Tiny explosions went off throughout my body, and I was quick to lock my arms around his neck. We deepened the kiss at the same time, and his hands roamed south till they covered my butt. And that moment when our tongues touched, something settled within me. There was nothing tentative about the way he kissed. He took charge, and he took possession. He kissed me like he’d been waiting two years to do it.

He tasted of smoke, mint, and something sweet, and I couldn’t get enough.

Wherever he touched me, every kiss, and all his greed worked together to close all my old wounds. I was soaring with relief.He wants me. He wants this. He wants us. I’m worth the risk. I found the pressure point.We kissed harder and deeper, and he backed me into the secluded entrance of the Realtor’s place. Just a small corner of the world where nobody saw us.

My feet landed on a welcome mat, and my back hit the door.

Griffin cursed under his breath as I hitched my leg over his hip, and a beat later, he picked me up. I gasped into a hungry kiss and wrapped my legs around him, and he pressed his cock against mine.

I whimpered.

Oh my God, the way he kissed…

I was ready to bend over. Literally. Right fucking here.

He swept his tongue sensually around mine, and I acted like a desperate slut. I rolled my hips over his hard cock, I fisted his hair, I pressed myself impossibly closer, I was all over him.

“Please.”

A low, growl-like sound emanated from his chest, and he gave my bottom lip a sharp nip. “Behave. If we take things further, you’re not spending the night alone.”

I shuddered violently, reaching a new level of desperation. “I love promises that sound like threats.”

“Christ.” He had me completely trapped against the door, so he could use his hands freely. He shifted one of them up my front, to my throat, and grabbed me in a light chokehold and slowed down the kiss.

I begged him again. “Please, please, please,” I rasped. He knew my status, he knew I was safe, he knew how I liked it on paper, and I wanted nothing more than for him to put that to the test. “I want you so much, Sir. Please take me.”

He clenched his jaw and pressed his lips to my cheek. “Whenever and wherever?”

“As close as we can get to being animals.”

He whispered a shallow “Fuck” against my flesh, and I felt the pressure increasing. He shifted his fingers to my carotid arteries and nodded once. “Lemme hear your safewords.”

I couldn’t rush out the words any faster. “Red, yellow, green. I won’t hesitate to use them.”

He drew a deep breath. “And if your pretty little mouth’s occupied and you can’t speak?”

He waskillingme.

“I’ll pinch you.”

“Show me,” he commanded in a low tone.

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