His smile is devious. It screamsI'm going to tease you until you can't take it anymore.
His fingers curl into my ass as he pulls me closer.
His hard-on digs into my stomach.
There are only three layers of fabric in the way.
He brings his lips to my ear. "Where do you want it, baby?" He brings his thumb to my lips. "In that gorgeous mouth?"
I nod against his hand.
"Or in that sweet cunt?" He drags his fingers over the flesh of my ass, pressing my dress into my skin. "Or maybe in that lush ass?"
My sex clenches. "I've never."
"You want to?"
"Yeah. But not tonight." My brain tries to step in, to remind myself that tonight is it, but my body pushes those concerns aside.
"You're good with that pretty mouth." He sucks on my earlobe.
My cheeks flush. "Thank you." It's weird, taking that compliment. No one's ever told me I was skilled in that way. I mean, it's only been Jackson, and he certainly requested that act a lot, but he never made me feel skilled.
"But I'm not letting you put those lips around my cock yet."
My sigh is a whine. God, how can he make that so hot?
"Not until I get this against your clit." He presses my palm against the toy. "Understand?"
My nod is heavy. Needy.
I'm impossibly turned on.
I'm about to burst. Or at least demand we check into a hotel room here and fuck until dawn.
But I don't.
I follow him to the elevator for the observation tower.
One way or another, we're doing this at the top.
Chapter Twenty-One
Juliette
Ipress my palms into the railing and peer over the edge. The bottom floor of the deck is below us. And beneath that—fuck, that's a sharp drop.
"Careful." Griffin slides his arms around my waist.
"Careful?" It's good advice, but I can't follow it. Caution will serve me well tomorrow. Tonight—
I need every ounce of tonight.
"Yeah." He holds my body against his. "You can't die before I've had my way with you."
"What do you call what happened in the limo?"
He brings his lips to my ear. "Pretty sure you had your way with me."