Total pages in book: 83
Estimated words: 75553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 75553 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 378(@200wpm)___ 302(@250wpm)___ 252(@300wpm)
Once he was buried all the way inside and my ass was flush against his hips, I leaned back and turned my head to the side. I could just about reach his face and I shared a sloppy, wet kiss with him before I began to lift my hips and move. Griff groaned into the kiss and his hands went to my hips to help guide my movements.
“So beautiful,” he whispered reverently as I started to ride him expertly. His fingers dug into my hips hard enough to leave bruises and he began using his strength to drag me back onto his cock over and over again.
It seemed like he was getting frustrated with having such little control, however, because soon after we started, he pulled out of me and pushed me forward until I was on my hands and knees in the bath. The water was lapping at my chin and my hair was dangling in it. I looked back over my shoulder to see what Griff was doing and I watched as he climbed up onto his knees and gripped his big cock in his hand. He lined himself back up with me and then pushed inside me from behind.
“Yeah, that’s it, take all of it,” he encouraged as he began to pound into me, his hands gripping my hips even tighter than before.
From this new angle, Griff was nailing my g-spot on every thrust and it wasn’t long before I could feel myself hurtling toward a mind-blowing orgasm. “G-Griff, harder,” I begged as we fucked.
He grunted and leaned forward a little more before finally unleashing the full force of his strength on me. His hips were slapping against my ass as we fucked and I could hear the water sloshing from the force of our movements. It couldn’t have been more perfect and I knew I wasn’t going to last long at all. After a couple more thrusts from Griff, I cried out in pleasure and came harder than I had in a long time.
“I can feel you orgasm on my cock, Remy,” Griff said with a moan. “God, you feel so good around me. You’re so wet and tight. I’m not going to last much longer...” He carried on fucking me hard and fast until I could hear him panting harshly. I knew he was close and I wanted him to come inside me so badly.
“Griff, please,” I moaned as I began to move in time with his thrusts. “Come for me, come inside me, Griff.”
I felt his hands tighten their grip and finally, his movements stilled as his cock spurted ropes of thick, white come deep inside me. He groaned as he climaxed and collapsed across my back. His hands moved around my waist and held me tight for a moment as he regained his breath.
“See? That was very relaxing,” he commented before chuckling.
I couldn’t help but laugh too. “Looks like you won this one, Mr. Strong,” I teased as he pulled out of me and I righted myself.
“From what I heard, you won too,” he commented with a wink.
I smiled back, but my mind was beginning to wander as my head finally cleared. If only I could win his heart so easily, I thought to myself before reaching for the soap and beginning to clean myself.
The next morning, I woke up in the spacious double bed of our hotel room alone. The night before we had both headed for the bed after dinner and I knew Griff had slept next to me since he’d fallen asleep first. So, where was he now? I pursed my lips as I sat up and looked around, checking for signs that Griff was still in the room somewhere, but he wasn’t.
Disappointment washed over me in waves and I let out a mournful sigh. Griff was always running off after our meetings and it left an awful taste in my mouth. I didn’t think it would be too hard for him just to wake me up and say goodbye before he left, but then again, Griff was still somewhat of an enigma to me. There was so much I still didn’t know or understand about him, but I was drawn to him completely like a moth to a flame. I wanted nothing more than to crack open that hard exterior and take a peek at what was inside, but I didn’t think I was ever going to get a chance to.
With a sigh, I checked our schedule on my work phone. I noticed that Griff had meetings at Anderson Headquarters this morning which he’d no doubt headed off for, but there was nothing I was required to attend until the evening for the company dinner. It left me feeling restless and bored. After all, on a Monday morning, I was used to being a busy bee. I’d normally be heading to work, getting Griff’s coffee, getting Griff’s lunch, attending meetings and taking notes, and answering calls. Now, however, I was just lying in bed like a useless lump.