Chapter 15

Anya

I need a moment to breathe. To react to what just went down between Griffin and I, pun intended.

That was quite possibly the greatest thing that has ever happened to me in my life. I've never felt like that before. I've never experienced anything that intense in my life.

Who knew it could be like that?

I sure as heck didn't. And we haven't even had sex yet, but there's something about Griffin's dirty mouth that keeps my body pulsing with need.

When he demanded I strip for him, I'd never been more turned on. Seeing his dick, and the many, many inches of him, had me wet before I even sank to my knees. Feeling him in my mouth, the way his eyes bore into mine was too much. I would have given my life to please him.

But nothing could have prepared me for how it felt when he went down on me. How good it felt.

I just had an orgasm like two seconds ago, and yet, my body is still just as needy. "Griffin," I groan out.

He gently runs his fingers down the side of my body. "Anya, I've thought about you beneath me like this for a long fucking time."

Is that true?

I want to ask him for how long, but before I can he kisses me. And it isn't like any kiss we've shared before. This one is more passionate. More fervent. More everything.

I don't want it to end.

When the kiss breaks, I beg, "Please let me see you."

I can feel his dick hardening against me, and he removes his shirt from my eyes, using it to tie my wrists together above my head. "Keep your hands above your head."

"So bossy," I tease, and his eyes darken.

"You have no idea."

Who knew Griffin was like this in the bedroom? It's a complete turn on, and makes me want to see how bossy he can get. It also makes me wonder what he'd do if I don't adhere to his commands.

Would he spank me?

Would I like it?

He leans back, studying my body. "You've got a perfect fucking body." He trails kisses across my heated skin.

My back arches off the bed, needing to be closer to him. "It's yours, take it," I tell him before he kisses me once more.

He growls as he finishes the kiss, getting up to his knees so he can study my body better. "It's like my own personal wonderland, and I don't know where to start."

I blush.

He fists his dick as he kneels between my legs. "I think I might fuck those perfect tits first."

I groan, twisting slightly on the bed. "No, please," I beg, needing to feel him inside me.

He tsks me. "What did I say about who's in charge?"

"You're in charge," I moan out, my body growing with desire.

"That's right. Don't you forget it." He pumps his dick with his fist and bites his lower lip as his gaze travels down my body. "I can fuck your tits later, I've waited almost a damn lifetime to get inside your pussy." He runs the engorged head of his dick through my wetness, pressing it firmly against my clit before running it back down, stopping at my entrance. "Are you on the pill?"

I shake my head. "No."

"Tomorrow, you'll call the doctor, get on the pill." He rips open the condom packet with his teeth, and I watch as he rolls it over his thick length. "Now spread these long legs."

I do as he says as he presses his dick against my opening. He pushes in, slowly, letting my body acclimate to his enormous size.

And then he starts pumping, in and out, turning my body on with each thrust of his hips.

"Griffin," I moan out, unable to believe this is really happening between us. And that it's so so good.

He knows just where to touch me to make me cry out in pleasure. Knows just how to pound deep inside me to make me scream out in ecstasy. I'm so close to unraveling I can barely breathe.

"Don't stop," I whine, and Griffin just keeps going, hammering away inside me.

"You like my fucking hard cock, huh? You like teasing me with your little outfits. Making me hard every fucking day I see you."

I gaze into his eyes. "I…I…" I stutter. I had no clue I was doing this to him. "I didn't mean to," I whisper.

"Anya, you have no idea what you do to me."

"What do I do to you?"

He lowers his body to where the majority of his weight presses down on me. I love it. "You turn me on every time I fucking see you. Do you know how difficult it is to work with a hard on?"

I giggle lightly. "I didn't know."

"Now you do," he says before crushing his lips to mine and picking up speed.

Our bodies move together, creating enough friction along my clit to have my body racing toward another orgasm. I've never had more than one orgasm in the span of one evening before.

When I knocked on Griffin's door this evening, I never expected for this to happen. But I'm glad it is.

I want him.

And that thought terrifies me and excites me.

I wrap my legs around him, keeping him close as our tongues tangle together. "I'm coming," I shout out into the darkness of Griffin's bedroom.

"That's it. Come all over me, Anya."

Hearing his dirty words sends me spiraling over the edge. My breaths come out in pants as my body tightens around him, my orgasm crashing over me in waves.

"Fuck, I feel you coming on my cock. Can't hold on," he groans out, and his body shakes above me as his orgasm slams into him.

It's completely gorgeous the way he looks when he's getting off. Makes me want to memorize the moment.

As soon as our bodies have calmed, and he's already cleaning up, tossing the condom into the garbage can, he smiles. "We'll definitely need to do that a few more times."

"A few more hundred times," I say with a laugh.

After he's cleaned up he lays next to me, propped up on his elbow and looking down on me. "We should keep this a secret until we figure out how to tell people."

I nod. "I couldn't agree more," I say, wondering what my brothers will think about me dating Griffin.

Are we dating?