Griffin Chapter 12

What was I gonna do when she came out, and who was I kidding? Even wearing a shirt would test my control to the limits. I tried to calm myself as I stripped and pulled on a pair of gray lounge sweats. I got into bed and pulled the covers up over my waist. I worked to calm my mind.

I hadn’t totally lied to her. I did want to kiss her more and hold her in my arms. The idea of that excited me. I’d never wanted a woman to stay all night therefore, they didn’t. When the sex was over, we went our separate ways. With Hadley, there was zero desire to let her leave. I wanted her as close as possible.

The taste I’d gotten tonight had me so on edge that I should probably send her to her room and go sleep at the clubhouse, but I couldn’t. When she fell to her knees, it took every ounce of my control not to unzip my pants and have my cock in that pouty mouth of hers. When she licked her lips and made her suggestion, I had to grit my teeth and pray so I wouldn’t come.

The thought of her hands and mouth on my cock or any part of my body made me want to howl. The things I wanted to do to her were intense and almost animalistic. Besides tasting and touching her entire body, I wanted to mark her with visible tokens of possession and my scent. That way other men would know to steer clear of her. She was mine, and if she went through with allowing me inside of her at some point, it would be a done deal.

These kinds of thoughts were foreign to me. I liked sex a certain way and found women who were of like minds, but I never had the need to mark them or fight others to stay away. It was all Hadley. She was like my mate. Is this what Mark, Gabe, and Sean felt? Or the guys we knew in the clubs? If so, they hadn’t adequately explained it at all. This was all-consuming.

My thoughts were interrupted by the bathroom door opening. I steeled myself to see her in my T-shirt. I knew it would only increase my possessiveness. My whole body froze, and my breath caught. I couldn’t believe it. Standing there without a stitch of clothing on was the most alluring and beautiful woman in the world. The revelation that she was mine—my future wife, the love of my life, the owner of my soul, and the future mother of my children hit me as my body reacted. My half-erect cock went full-on steel hard.

She stared at me with a slightly apprehensive expression. She stood in the doorway, holding onto the doorframe. When I didn’t say anything, she looked embarrassed. She turned away, and that broke my trance. I threw back the covers and bounded out of bed and over to her in a couple of leaps. I grabbed her shoulders and whipped her around to face me. She gasped.

Her wide eyes looked up at me. I did the only thing I could at that second. I kissed her. It was a hungry, seeking, and dominating kiss. I ravished her mouth, and thank God, she followed my lead and did the same. It wasn’t long before I had her pressed tightly against me. The feel of her soft, naked, and warm skin against mine made my erection rage even more. I knew she felt it because she wiggled against it. I moaned into her mouth.

Not breaking our kiss, I lifted her. She automatically encircled my hips and shoulders with her legs and arms. This put her pussy directly against my cock. I hissed as she moaned. She was so damn wet and hot.

In a lust-filled haze, I walked her to my bed and laid her down. I followed her down, not breaking our connection. She spread her legs to make room for me as I lay between them. I thrust against her wet core. She whimpered.

There was so much I wanted to do and say. I wanted to spend hours bringing her to release, over and over with my hands, my mouth, and if I had toys, those too before I finally got her to come on my cock, but I couldn’t do it. The methodical Griffin who could hold back for hours to tease a woman was gone. My beast side was all that was left, and it wanted only one thing at the moment. To be buried to the root inside of her pussy. To be pounding her into climax after climax until I exploded. The image of what that would look like and then the one of her being big and pregnant hit me.

I tore my mouth away so I could speak. My voice was hoarse and shaky when I did. “I’m sorry. I’ve never been like this, my beauty, but I need you. Now. Please say yes. If you aren’t ready for this, then you need to run.”

Her answer made me swear and see stars as she raised her head to kiss me. As she did, she shifted then her hand was around my cock, guiding it to her entrance. I didn’t even recall either of us lowering my pants. As the head touched it, I gave up the fight, and I thrust inside of her. I was able to hold back enough to do it slowly. I wasn’t small, and she’d insinuated it had been a while. Plus, I was bigger than her in general. As her pussy reluctantly let me inside, I groaned long and hard. She moaned along with me. She was unbelievably fucking tight, so damn hot and drenched. God, I’d never felt anything like her.

When I bottomed out, I paused. I broke our kiss to stare into her eyes. She was panting and squirming. “Is it too much? Am I hurting you?” God, I hoped not. Right now, I didn’t ever see myself wanting to leave.

“No, you’re not hurting me. Yes, you’re a lot, Griffin. God, I feel so full. Move, please. Hurry,” she said in a panicked way.

Taking her at her word that I wasn’t hurting her, I lifted so I could watch as I pulled back until only the tip was still inside. My cock was glistening with her honey. Pausing for a moment, I snapped my hips forward, driving myself back into her. Watching her pussy take my cock made me groan.

“Jesus Christ, you have no idea how goddamn amazing you feel, Hadley. No idea.”

“If it’s anything like what you’re making me feel, then yes, I do. Lord, don’t stop. I want you to take me hard and fast. I can’t wait this time. Do whatever you want as long as you make me come. Fuck me!” she screamed as she flexed her insides, tightening herself around me even more, although that should be impossible.

I growled like a beast and snapped. I took her fast and hard. Her cries only drove me to go deeper, faster, and to mark her as I did. I left bite marks on her skin. I wanted to get my hands and mouth on her gorgeous breasts and explore the rest of her, but that would have to wait. First, I had to make her mine and, if I was lucky, plant my seed. It vaguely registered moments ago when I saw her honey on my cock that I wasn’t wearing a condom, and I had no idea if she was on birth control, but I didn’t give a shit. Impregnating her would ensure she was mine.

She suddenly tightened around me and came screaming my name. As she milked my cock, I was able to hold on by some miracle and not come. It was hell not to. I kept thrusting and twisting my hips. When she came down and relaxed, I jerked myself out of her. She whimpered and gave me a questioning look. Her eyes were on my cock.

I smacked the side of her hip. “Roll and put that ass in the air,” I ordered, stepping out of my pants that were at my knees.

As she weakly turned over and then presented her ass in the air like a fucking enticement, I attacked her again. I spread her ass cheeks and kneed her legs apart so I could see her. Her swollen, wet, and bright pink pussy beckoned to me, but I was momentarily distracted by her tight little asshole. Fuck, what I wouldn’t do to be sinking my cock into her ass.

That was for another day, maybe. As I notched the head and then pushed back into her pussy, I told her my fantasy. “Hadley, baby, you have the prettiest little asshole. Babe, I don’t know if you’re into anal, but if you are, I want this ass. God, I can’t imagine how tight it is. Your pussy is insanely tight,” I panted.

She thrust back to meet my stroke. We both moaned. Shit, it felt so much deeper. As I paused for a second to keep my cool, the minx wiggled her ass and tightened her inner muscles. She glanced over her shoulder at me. Her face was full of hunger. My hands gripped her hips hard.

“I’ve never played that way, but if you want to, I’m game. But that’ll have to be next time because right now, I need you to make me come again, and I need you to come, too. Come on. Show me how out of control you can be, Griffin. Don’t hold back. You won’t hurt me. Show me you.”

“You asked for it. Tell me if it’s too much,” I muttered darkly before I grabbed a fistful of her hair.

As her head came back and her back arched to relieve the strain, I leaned down to bite her ribs. None of my bites had broken skin, but they left red marks and, in a few cases, ones that might bruise. Growling, I fucked her harder. It was like a beast mounting and coupling with its mate. The grunts, growls, and groans coming from me sounded like an animal was in the bed with her. The moans, whimpers, and begging from her told me she was loving it as if the amount of honey running down my balls wasn’t enough of a clue. Or the way she thrust back hard over and over to meet my thrusts.

Wetting my thumb in her copious cream, I rubbed it around her asshole. She faltered for a moment or two but then resumed her thrusts. She didn’t tell me to stop, so I pushed the tip inside. She made a hissing sound and tensed but never stopped moving. I worked it deeper as I kept fucking her. Once it was into the farthest knuckle, I began to counter-thrust my finger with my cock. She went crazy. I was right, too. Her ass was a vise.

“Please, oh God, please. I’m so close. Fuck!” she cried out.

I let go of her hair and slid my hand to the front to grip her throat. I didn’t choke her too tightly, but I did squeeze as I snarled at her. “Then come. Take your man’s cum. Ugh, that’s it. Squeeze that pussy and that ass. Come. Now,” I roared. I was right there, and I didn’t want to come without her.

Her scream made my ears hurt, and the way she gripped my cock and finger made me gasp. Then I was coming, and I came harder and longer than I ever had in my life. My cum flooded her pussy, and it wouldn’t stop coming. I don’t know how long it was before she stopped milking me and slumped to the bed with me groaning as the last jerk stopped, and I lay beside her. I’d rolled so she was spooned from behind, and my depleted cock was still sorta inside.

We were both breathing like we’d run a race. Our skin was soaked in sweat, and I could feel her shaking. Growing concerned, I raised up on my elbow so I could see over her shoulder. She had her eyes closed, and there were tears running down her cheeks. My heart stuttered in fear.

I pulled out and rolled her onto her back. I frantically wiped away her tears. Her eyelids fluttered open. She had an unfocused look. “Hadley, honey, are you alright? Did I get too rough? Shit, baby, I’m fucking sorry,” I told her remorsefully.

I’d never let go like that before, and based on her reaction, I’d never do it again. If she ever gave me a chance to touch her again, that is. Panic and horror began to choke me. She focused on me. A frown spread across her face. She put her hand up to run it across my forehead.

“Why would you say that? Griffin? You didn’t hurt me, honey. You made me forget my name and feel like I had an out-of-body experience, but you didn’t hurt me.”

Relief swamped me. I laid my head on hers for a few moments. When I raised it back up, she was smiling at me and shaking her head. “Crazy man, as if I’d let you hurt me. If I didn’t like what you were doing, you’d know it, believe me.”

I chuckled. “Well, I hope so. I never want to hurt you or make you do something you don’t like or want. I may get crazy for you like I just did, which I’ve never been like that, just an FYI, but I will never be so far gone as not to listen.”

“I know that. However, I have one complaint.”

“What?” I asked worriedly.

“How long will my legs be unable to hold me up?”

Her serious expression morphed into a grin. I burst out laughing. I gave her a passionate kiss before I answered her. “That depends on whether I can get better or not. I think I’ll use that as a gauge to see if I’m improving.”

“Oh dear Heavenly Father, no! If you get better, it’ll kill me. As if you need me to tell you that.”

I rolled, bringing her over to lie partially on my chest. I ran my hand up and down her back. “I need to know that I’m able to satisfy you like no other. If you’re not, then I won’t be either. As for your past lovers, I don’t want to know who they are or the details, but I do want to know if there are things you hate or enjoy or if you want to try something.”

“I don’t want to know the specifics either, but like you, I do want to know if you like things or not, if there’s a certain way it feels better for you, and if there’s anything that’s a hard no.”

“I can do that. I love to be in control, but that’s not to say you never can be or that you can’t ask for something. I love playing and trying new things like toys and such. I admit, the whole biting thing was new for me. I never have wanted to mark a woman like I did you. I wanted my marks and scent all over and inside you. That’s why I did this,” I admitted before I put my hand between her legs and gathered our combined cum on my fingers. She moaned softly. I held up my hand and waited to see what she would say.

She gazed at my hand for a couple of seconds, blinking, and then I saw understanding begin to dawn on her. As it did, her eyes widened, her mouth fell open, and her breathing sped up. She shot up into a sitting position and grabbed my wrist.

“Griffin, oh God, I can’t believe this! We didn’t use a condom. How could we be so careless? Oh my God,” she finished softly.

“Are you saying this because you’re worried about us giving each other something? If so, I can guarantee you that I’m clean. I never forget to use a condom, and I get tested every few months. My last one wasn’t long ago, and I’ve not been with anyone but you since I took it. Is there reason to be concerned for you?” I didn’t think there was, but maybe I misunderstood how long it had been for her.

“No, it’s not because of that! But there’s also a risk of pregnancy too. That’s the flip side of using condoms and birth control. We weren’t smart and should’ve talked about it before we lost our minds. You don’t want a little Griffin running around in nine months,” she said with a frown.

I eased up to sit next to her. I took her hand and laced our fingers together. “Baby, if there’s a little Griffin or a little Hadley running around in nine months, you won’t hear a fucking word of objection out of me. I’ll happily take either or both. I didn’t intentionally go bare, or if I did, it wasn’t done consciously. However, the thought did pop in my head of you being pregnant after the fact, and it made me want it,” I confessed.

She was back to staring at me in shock. I stayed quiet and let what I said sink in. It was a good three or more minutes before it did, and she was able to respond. “Griffin, are you hearing yourself? You just made it sound like you’re trying to get me pregnant. Or at the least, that you want a baby.”

“I know what I said, and like I said, consciously, I didn’t do it before I was inside of you, but afterward, I realized I was bare, and I didn’t stop. I didn’t care if you got pregnant. In fact, I wanted it. I’m sorry I didn’t stop to ask you. That was a fucked-up thing to do. As for having kids now, if you’re the mom, then hell yeah, but I won’t take away your choice either. We can go get one of those pills, and from now on, use condoms or whatever you prefer.”

I didn’t want to do that, but I would for her. I had to make her happy so she’d stay with me. Making decisions for her was the wrong way to go about it. I slid out of the bed and went to grab my pants. As I tugged them on, she straightened up.

“What are you doing?”

“I’m going to the drugstore. One should still be open. I’ll be back as soon as I can.” I glanced around to see if I could see the shirt I had taken off earlier. My wallet was on the dresser with my keys, and I had shoes in the closet.

Next thing I knew, she was out of bed and pressed up against me. Her nakedness made my brain go haywire. She pressed her hands on my chest. I backed up and sat on the bed since it seemed to be what she was trying to do. She straddled my legs.

“Let me make sure I’ve got this straight. You didn’t take me without protection on purpose or not at first. When you thought of it, you wanted me to get pregnant or at least you didn’t mind if I ended up that way. You want kids even if this first time results in one, but since you didn’t give me a choice in the matter and you believe I don’t want them, you’re going out in the middle of the night to find me one of those morning-after pills. Oh, and we can use whatever I prefer going forward for contraception. Did I miss anything?”

I shook my head. “Nope, that covers it. Now, I need you to get up before I forget what I’m supposed to be doing and I take you again.” I couldn’t help my hands landing on her naked hips and I caressed her outer hips and up to her ribs. I stopped short of her breasts. As hard as I came, she had me getting aroused again already.

She moved closer rather than getting up, and there was a slight smirk on her lips. “Baby, what’re you doing?” I asked.

“Well, I’m trying to keep you here and get you out of those pants again. Don’t get me wrong. That first round was phenomenal, but I didn’t get to touch and explore you. I want to do that.”

“And I want to do the same to you, but we have to take care of the other thing first. Then, I promise we’ll both explore to our hearts’ contentment.”

“There’s no need to do that. I should’ve explained first that I’m covered on the pregnancy front, but hearing you say all those things makes me want to say the hell with it and see if we could have a baby right now, which is nuts of me. I’m a planner. I don’t do things spontaneously. Everything about you makes me do the opposite of what I typically do. Better be sure or I could forget to take my shot next month and then bam, you might end up a daddy after all,” she teased me.

I fell back on the bed, taking her with me, so she was lying on top of me. I growled as I kissed up her neck. “Hadley, there’s no need to think about it. Don’t renew the damn shot unless you’re not ready for a baby because I’ll take one now. You’ve given yourself to me. There’s no escaping. Time to reconsider is gone. You’re mine. I’ll tell you right now, I want it all. You, us, a house, kids, marriage, everything. I don’t know what you see in me, but I’ll make sure to never make you regret it. Say you’re mine. Say it,” I said insistently.

“I’m yours if you want me, Griffin Voss, and we can get rid of the shot next time if you still want me to,” she whispered, then kissed me. I got lost in the taste of her mouth. My heart was about to explode with happiness.

As our passion grew, I had to tell her something. “Babe, if you want a chance tonight to do any exploring or tasting of your own, you’d better go first. If you don’t, I’m making no promises.”

She sat up and rubbed her naked pussy back and forth on the bulge in my sweats. She was wet. I could feel her through my pants. As she gazed down at me, I saw the heat growing in her eyes.

“Then I need to get these pants off you, although it’s a crime. We women love a man in gray sweats,” she told me before hopping off me and starting to tug on the waist of them. I raised up my ass, but I had to ask as she worked them down.

“Why is it a crime?”

She tsked at me as she shook her head. “Lover, you don’t know? Women love to see a man in a pair of light gray sweats because they cling so deliciously to all this.” She cupped my balls and cock in her hand and squeezed gently, making me moan before she continued. “We can see the whole thing without actually seeing it. Our imaginations go crazy and the fantasies about what you look like underneath the fabric start. You can never wear these outside the house or if there’s anyone of the female persuasion over to the house. This is mine.”

She rolled my balls in her hand then let go to stroke up and down my length. I moaned again. She made my moan turn into a groan as she stood from taking off my pants and pushed my legs apart. She settled between them and laid on her stomach so she was hovering over my cock which was standing upright begging for her attention. She gripped the base firmly then stroked up and down a couple of times. When she got to the head, she swirled her thumb over it and worked the precum leaking out down my length.

“Mmm, I’ve gotta taste you, honey,” she whispered before she engulfed my head with her hot, wet mouth. I cried out as she sucked tightly. She hummed which sent jolts through me.

Now, I’d had plenty of women go down on me and I couldn’t recall any that were awful, but not a single one of them ever felt like this that I could remember. Within a couple of pulls of her mouth, she had my head ready to blow. I gripped the sheet under me to keep from shoving my cock down her throat and fucking her throat and mouth until I came.

I blinked as she found my one hand and lifted it away from the sheet and put it on the top of her head. She glanced up at me as she pressed it down. Hoping I was reading this right, I gripped her hair and pushed her down on me, sinking my cock to the back of her throat. When it got there, she swallowed, hummed harder and even though she gagged, she let it slip deeper.

“Fuck! Hadley, baby, I won’t last like this,” I warned her.

She sucked me harder, thrashed me with her tongue and took me deeper. Letting go of my objections, I began to work my cock in and out of her mouth. It didn’t take me long to be there. “I’m coming,” I shouted a few seconds before I exploded and saw stars as she sucked me dry. Jesus, this was what heaven looked like and I’d never get tired of her or it.