Page 217 of Accidental Husband
My eyelids flutter closed.
His lips find mine.
I part my lips to make way for his tongue.
His kiss is possessive, loving, perfect. It says everything he can't. Everything I can't.
It saysI love you.
I'm desperate to watch him fuck me and I'm thinking about how I love him.
I've got it so bad.
But that's not a surprise. I've loved Griff for a long time. For as long as I can remember.
I fumble over his button.
He cups my breast. Toys with my nipple as he kisses me hard.
Mmm. He's too good at that. He's way too good at that. I have to pull back. To motion to the mirror. Push him onto his back. Tug his jeans off his hips.
Then the boxers.
Dammit, I love the sight of him. Thick, long, hard.
Ready for me.
Mine.
I climb onto his legs. Press my lips to his chest. His stomach. His pelvis.
I look up at Griffin as I take his cock into my mouth.
He knots his hand in my hair. For a moment, he stares down at me. Then his eyes go to the mirror.
Mine do too.
I watch as I take him deeper. As I wrap my hand around him. As I work him.
My sex aches. I love watching. I lovethis. But God, I'm so empty, and I need him filling me. I need it so fucking badly.
I pull back.
My eyes lock with his as I push my robe off my shoulders.
He nodshell yeah. Brings his hands to my hips. Guides my body over his.
I straddle him.
He digs his fingers into my hips. Reaches up. Takes my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
His eyes lock with mine.
Then they shift to the mirror.
He watches himself play with me. Watches as my chest heaves and my cheeks flush and my nipples redden.
My gaze stays on the mirror as I press my palm into his chest and lower my body onto his.
