Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 55171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 55171 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 276(@200wpm)___ 221(@250wpm)___ 184(@300wpm)
“I love that. Really, I do, and while a selfish part of me wants you to stay, the sensible part of me knows you’re scheduled, and they would have called you off if they didn’t need you.” Griff’s hands go to my hips, pulling me closer. I settle until my core is pressed against his further hardening cock. I awarded with a grin, the slightest bit of his perfectly straight and white teeth. I’ll bet he didn’t go through two sets of braces or headgear to get them either. Griff has it all. Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure he worked for it. Especially his body. I’ve felt him leave me early in the morning, take Finn out, and it’s not his usual fast morning production. Griff will be gone for an hour or so, then either slide into bed with me fresh from a shower, or on the rare occasion, he’ll make it known that I’m needed in the shower with him. An occurrence that happened yesterday morning. I was snuggled in bed, my arms wrapped around Griff’s pillow, sleeping peacefully. He had other plans, ripping the comforter off my body, and I was no longer warm and cozy. His hands wrapped around my ankles, and he literally pulled me away from my sleep. I moaned and groaned while simultaneously being turned on when he picked me up, my legs wrapping around his waist as he walked us to the bathroom. Shower sex is hot to experience. It’s even hotter when your man is Griffin Hawkins. Though I never call him Griffin, and most others don’t either
“I know I don’t need to. I’m offering it just the same. You think it’s entirely for you. It’s not, baby girl. I’m greedy and selfish when it comes to being around you.” His fingers knead my lower back. My eyes close, tears are trying to form in, and I’ll be damned if I cry. Griff is leaving in less than an hour, and it’s not like he’s going away for months on end. It’s just everything. He’s a giver through and through. Giving me his words is enough to have me blinking away the tears.
“Griff.” He pulls me into his body, hands sliding up my back. My head settles into the crook of his neck, where I breathe in his scent deeply. I don’t say anything else, and neither does he. We revel in the silence, the two of us along with Finn.
“Stormy, you start crying, and I’ll make the call now to stay home.” That pulls me out of my reverie. There’s no way I’ll allow him to not go.
“I’m good, promise. You’ve given me so much, and it hit me like a ton bricks. I’ve yet to bring as much to the table as you have.”
“Stop with that shit right the fuck now,” he interrupts me. My hand covers his mouth to keep him from talking.
“Listen to me, please.” A playful side comes out of him because he does the last thing I expect him to. He nips the palm of my hand with his teeth, then licks me as well. Jesus, this man is a hazard to my panties. “Can I talk now?” I smile when he nods his head. Griff could have taken my hand away at any moment, but he chose not to, and that shows me how much he cares. “I’m not saying it to talk down to myself. Believe me, I’m not. You’ve given me so many gifts, and not monetary either. It’s the way you take care of me. I go to bed each night knowing you’ll be there when I wake up. You’ve stood by my side when no one else would have. Griff, you rescued me when the two people I should have been able to trust were going to let me faint and fall flat on my face. One day, I’m going to pay you back. I’m not sure how, but I will.”
“Babe, you give me more than you know. Sweet hellos, dinner cooked, my boy being taken care of without hesitation, soft daddy’s, you in my clothes. Stormy, this isn’t a give or take or who’s done more than the other.” Finn chooses that moment to make his presence known, jumping on the couch, inserting himself between the two of us. The sadness disappears, and all I can do is laugh.
“Oh, Finn, you can’t handle not having all of the attention.” I pet his head while my other hand cups Griff’s jaw. “And thank you for more than you’ll ever know.” My head descends, needing to have one more taste of Griff, especially right now. His hand slides up my back, fingers tangling in my hair. I may have started the kiss, but make no mistake about it, Griff is already taking control. He holds me where he wants me, his other hand firm on my hip. I rock my body, unable to hold back on what he does to me. His tongue meets mine, tangling with one another, in a role where he dominates mine.