"You're not…" She sucks a breath through her teeth. "Fuck."
I reach up. Wrap my fingers around her wrist. Bring her hand to my crotch.
She groans as her palm brushes my hard-on. "Griff."
"Yeah, baby?"
"You're still hard?"
"Of course."
"You're not—"
I want to reassure her, I do. But I can't wait another fucking second. "You need to come on my face now."
Her last hint of apprehension slips away. She nodshell yesand pushes her panties off her hips.
Slowly, I roll them to her ankles.
I place myself between her legs and I pin her to the bed.
Jules groans as I bring my mouth to her.
I lick her up and down, taking my sweet, sweet time tasting every inch of her. Studying the way she groans or writhes as I tease her.
She tastes so fucking good.
And knowing it's Jules—
Fuck. My cock whines for satisfaction. It wants to be inside her. It wants every inch of her warmth.
Soon.
This first.
Now that I know—
Always this first.
I explore her. I suck on her lips. Scrape my teeth against her tender flesh. Softly. Then hard enough to make her yelp.
She tugs at my hair. "Griff."
I toy with one side. Then the other.
"Fuck." She writhes against me.
I plunge my tongue inside her.
Slowly. Then faster.
Softly, then harder.
Once I've explored every inch, I bring my tongue to her clit. Take my sweet, sweet time figuring out what she likes.
I try softer, harder, slower, faster, higher, lower, right, left—
There.