Page 93 of Bitter Truths

“Hals,” he groans, wrapping his arms around me.

The tortured sound grates against my skin and I smooth my fingers through his hair as he buries his face in my belly. We’ve had so much heartache, don’t we deserve to be free?

After a moment, he leans back and buries his nose in my core, breathing deeply. And my pulse stutters before taking off when he pushes the fabric to the side and licks between my folds.

“Griff,” I whimper.

He looks up at me with fiery eyes and parts my nether lips to fuck his tongue inside. My knees weaken and I grab onto his shoulders, tipping my head back as tingles cascade through me. It feels so good. He feels so fucking good.

But then he pulls back, and I glance down blankly, my heart thumping at the glitter in his eyes when he rasps, “You’re so beautiful.”

A shy smile overtakes my face, and he grins wickedly before sliding a finger inside. I’m so wet it’s an easy glide, and he pumps me slowly, dropping his gaze to his wicked fingers.

“Griff,” I say again when he latches onto my clit and sucks deep, sending delicious flutters through me that end in my aching core.

Grabbing his hair, I writhe against his face, sobbing when he adds another finger and curls the digits just so.

“That’s it, sweet. Show me. You’re so fucking hot,” he says, thrusting into me.

“Mm,” I mewl, and an orgasm rockets through me so quickly I lose my footing.

With a grunt, Griff grabs me up and lays me on the bed, staring into my eyes before he licks his shiny lips and growls, “Again.”

Arching into him, I moan, and he chuckles, sucking my throbbing clit between his teeth. White-hot heat surges through me, and I sob as I buck and arch against him, babbling senselessly.

“So sweet,” he murmurs before sucking me back in and biting down gently.

With a cry, I explode, and he licks me up greedily while I collapse against the bed. After, he drops his pants and glides into me with a pretty smile.

“Perfect,” he whispers, and I clench around him, smiling like a siren when he groans.

Pulling out, he pumps into me gently, dropping his gaze to where we’re joined as his thrusts slowly become heavier.

“Griff,” I moan, and he looks up, grabbing my hands and clutching them tightly over my head.

Arching into me, he rubs my inner walls, and with a pulse of pleasure, I buck into him. His mouth curves in a wicked smile before he grabs my ass and pummels me.

“Yes,” I moan, bucking into him as another orgasm rockets through me.

His gaze takes on feral intensity, and his lips pull back in a snarl as he thrusts into me until his eyes roll back. He’s beautiful in his need, and I memorize the look when he surges into me and explodes.

“Fuck,” he groans, his hands spasming against my skin. “You feel so good.”

“Um,” I agree, pulling him into me until he collapses, panting against my chest.

We breathe together, our hearts beating in synchrony, and I smile. I feel so full, like I could fly away.

“You’re it for me,” he whispers.

My heart thumps when he raises his head and stares at me with soft, shining eyes.

Smiling slowly, I rasp, “You’re it for me too.”

His eyes grow bright before he pulls me into a searing kiss and moves inside of me again, and with a moan, I meet his wild thrusts as he takes me to the brink and follows me over.

His desperation creates a wildfire of need that cascades through me so sweetly, I cry out his name.

“Yes, sweetheart,” he moans, biting into my neck. “Fuck, I love you.”

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