Page 15 of Merriment and Mayhem
Griffin ducked his head, laughing. “Sorry. Got a little eager there.”
On the list of things he needed to apologize for, his eagerness ranked dead last.
Before she could even think about standing, Griffin reached down, scooping her off the stairs and into his arms sideways without so much as a grunt, her knees crooked over one forearm while the other held her back, cradling her the way he had that first, fortuitous night in her kitchen.
As soon as they were inside his room, he set her down on her feet. He took a step back, blowing out his breath. “So.”
She bit the inside of her cheek and lifted her dress up her body and over her head, dropping it at her side.
Griffin stared, mouth open.
“Jesus Christ,” he swore, reaching behind his neck and pulling off his hoodie, the muscles in his arms flexing in the process. He was ...God.It should be criminal to look that good.
Broad shoulders gave way to an equally broad and built chest that nipped down into a defined waist. A trail of dark hair ran beneath his belly button and disappeared into his jeans, jeans she wanted off yesterday.
“Off,” she demanded. “Take those off.”
Griffin held her stare as he popped the button on his jeans and lowered the zipper. His thumbs dipped beneath the waistband, but he paused, lips quirking. “Impatient?”
“About to start without you.”
Griffin shook his head and shucked off his jeans, his boxers sliding off, too. He stepped out of the denim and took a step toward her, cock jutting out in front of him, hard and thick, pearly fluid leaking from the tip.
Everleigh hadn’t realized she’d licked her lips until Griffin groaned, his hands grabbing her hips and pulling her close. His cock pressed against her stomach, heavy and hot, precome smearing onto her skin. “Are you sure?”
Resting her hands on his shoulders, she captured his lips. He tasted warm and like her, tangy and sweet, his mouth still covered in her arousal. She swiped her tongue against his bottom lip and pulled back before he could deepen the kiss. “Yes.”
Griffin stretched an arm out, reaching inside the top drawer of his nightstand, pulling out a condom. Before he could rip open the foil, before Everleigh hardly knew what she was doing, she was reaching out and stilling his hand with her fingers over his.
He looked at her, a question in his eyes creasing his brow.
Cheeks hot, she fought the urge to squirm and shrugged instead. “I’ve got an IUD, and I haven’t, you know, been with anyone since the last time I got tested. I’ve got my results on my phone if you want to see. So if you’re—”
“I had a physical last month,” he said, throat working hard as he swallowed. “I’m good. I can show you my results if you—”
She shook her head. “I trust you.”
Griffin’s breath shuddered from between his lips, and his eyelids fluttered, composure cracking. He tossed the condom aside and reached for her, gripping her by the hips, his fingers biting into her ass. “You want me to fuck you raw? You want me to come inside you?”
Everleigh shivered and a tiny whimper clawed its way up her throat. “Griffin.”
He chuckled and the sound rumbled through her, heat pooling between her thighs. “Come on, Everleigh.” He leaned in, his stubble rasping against her cheek as his lips skimmed the shell of her ear. “You want it? I want to hear you say it. I want to hear you tell me you want it.”
Her cunt clenched and she dug her nails into his shoulders, suddenly dizzy with desire even as her face burned hotter than it ever had before.
Everleigh had never had sex without a condom before, but she wanted it. Wanted to feel him.
“I want it,” she breathed. “I want to feel you.”
He groaned softly and turned his head, lips brushing her cheek. “Hands and knees for me, baby. Please.”
Griffin’s bed was soft, the dark-green comforter plush under her palms as she got comfortable, bracing herself on all fours.
He didn’t say she couldn’t look, so she peeked over her shoulder, watching as he knelt on the bed and crawled towardher. He molded himself to her back, curling himself around her, closing the distance between their faces so he could kiss her again.
His mouth was still pressed against hers, his teeth biting at her bottom lip when he filled her with one swift thrust. Her head fell forward, breaking the kiss, as she gasped softly.
He felt huge like this, or maybe it was just this position—she had no idea. But it felt like he was touching every inch of her, his cock nudging places inside her she didn’t even know existed.
