Page 103 of Bitter Truths

HALSEY

“Where are we going?” I ask with a smile as Griffin parks his Suburban at the curb.

He waggles his brows with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes before rounding the car and pulling me from the passenger side.

“It’s a surprise,” he says softly, kissing me on the nose.

My heart soars at the gesture, and I try to contain my ridiculous smile, but it’s no use. I’ve never been this happy before.

This is still so new, and when we’re like this, alone together, I can’t believe we’re finally here. It’s real, and I want these wonderful moments to wash away the old, so I squeeze Griff’s hand and follow behind him with a warm bubble in my chest.

We’re at a park I’ve never been to before, and the winter grass crunches beneath the soles of my shoes as he leads me down the hill toward a wide meadow surrounded by trees.

It’s dark, and the place is deserted, but when Griffin shakes out a blanket he’s holding in his arms, I understand, my smile growing ever wider.

With a cute smirk, he holds out his hand, and I lay down on the blanket, snuggling in when he pulls me into his arms. For a moment, I soak in the sensation before turning my gaze to the sky and looking up at the stars.

The beauty tugs at my heart, and I hold back silent tears because this is what I dreamed about so long ago, and the feeling is both beautiful and bittersweet. We lost so much time and gave our firsts away stupidly, but we can be here now. We are now—thank God.

“I missed this,” he says quietly.

“Me too.”

Rolling over, he stares into my eyes and says, “I should have brought you out to this place a long time ago and held you under the stars. I should have told you how I feel. I sho—”

I place my fingers gently over his lips. “We’re here now. Make love to me, Griff. Make love to me under our stars.”

With a soft growl, he leans against my forehead and sucks in a breath before taking my mouth in a searing kiss. Moaning beneath him, I wrap my arms around his shoulders and smile, my heart light when he leans back and stares at me with greedy eyes.

“So beautiful,” he says, sucking my nipple through the material of my shirt.

“Oh,” I gasp, shivering when he nibbles on the peak.

Switching breasts, he massages the other while he suckles me sweetly, but I need more. I arch into him, saying his name. “Griff.”

“Yes, sweet?”

“I want you,” I say breathlessly, crying out when he drops his hand to my core and grinds against me roughly.

“I want you too,” he growls, grabbing a blanket and covering us before pushing my pants and panties down my legs.

He stares at me with glittering eyes before kissing my stomach. The gentle caress raises the hair on my skin and I shiver, arching into him when he kisses my hip bone.

This is followed by his lips caressing my mons and I moan when he licks between my folds. Shivering in the cool air, I smile up at the stars while he explores me before a sigh escapes, and I forget about everything but the man bringing me to orgasm.

After, he pulls me up and pushes me to my hands and knees before surging into me. With a cry, I buck against him, chasing my pleasure while he thrusts into me rapidly, his hips slamming against mine.

“Fuck,” he breathes, and I squeeze around him, my entire body pulsing with need.

“You feel so good,” I moan.

“Sweet, this is fucking heaven,” he groans, slapping my ass.

“Griff.” I arch into the air, begging for more.

“Mm, you like that, love?” he purrs, slapping my ass again.

“Oh god,” I say, convulsing when he bucks into me and grinds deep.

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