Page 73 of A Little Secret

Fuck, these curves. I’ve dreamed about them. Fantasized. Played out a thousand scenarios of what I could do and would do if the opportunity finally presented itself. Now, here she is. Right in front of me. Moving closer, I grip the backs of her upper thighs and lift her up, grinding myself against her heat as my tongue duels with hers.

I should’ve known she’d kiss like this when there isn’t an audience. Greedily. The girl’s never been afraid to take what she wants. But neither am I. Not anymore. Not when it comes to her. Sucking Fin’s tongue into my mouth, I shift against her, letting her feel every single inch of me. A soft moan slips past her lips, and I set her down. I can’t help it. I’m tired of taking things slow. Of overthinking shit. I want Fin. And I want hernow.Fumbling with her hot pink boxers, I shove them down her legs and fall to my knees.

“Griffin, what are you?—”

Her words end on a breathless hitch as I spread her folds and lick her center. I always imagined what this would be like but never thought it would happen. Are we really doing this?

“Griff,” She gasps. “Griff, keep doing that.”

Fuck, yeah. We’re really doing this.

Hooking her leg over my shoulder, I grab her ass andforce her other leg into place. Her back presses against the door, and I use it for leverage, eating her pussy like it’s my last meal. I breathe her in, sucking her clit and slipping my finger inside of her. So tight. So greedy. She bucks against me, her channel squeezing me and her juices drenching my tongue and dripping off my chin. I like her like this. Needy. Exposed. Real. Weak. But only for me.

“Griff,” she pleads.

My scalp burns as she threads her fingers through my hair and tugs. Twisting it in her fists and pulling me closer to her center, forcing me to eat her the way she wants. I smile against her, craving her neediness more than my own.

“You like my mouth, Fin?” I continue fingering her, adding my middle finger and scissoring back and forth inside of her. She’s like silk. Fucking silk. So soft and wet I want to wrap her around me.

Her head rolls forward as she meets my gaze. “I like your mouth more when you’re using it to please me.”

I crook my fingers, causing her to moan. “You seem pretty pleased to me.”

“Lick me again,” she orders.

Bending forward, I drag the tip of my tongue along her clit and squeeze her ass with my opposite hand.

“Yes,” she breathes out. “Yes, yes, yes. Fuck, Griff, I could let you do this to me all day.”

Hot air hits her clit as I chuckle against her before latching on and flicking my tongue over the little nub over and over again.

Yeah, I could do this all day, too. And night. Fuck, I could spend the rest of my life worshipping her like this. Shutting her up with my mouth. My cock. The image of her on her knees in front of me, taking every inch as I burymyself between her thighs is almost enough to make me come in my pants, and I groan, lapping at her folds.

Her spine bows, and she falls apart against my lips. Nah. Explodes is more like it. It makes me feel like I’m king of the fucking universe.

Yeah, baby. I did this.

I made you fall apart.

I made you come.

Me.

A string of expletives falls out of her as she grinds her pussy against me, her thighs pressed along either side of my head like if I even think about pulling away, it’ll be the last thing I do.

Joke’s on her. I’m not going anywhere. Ever. Not if I can help it.

When her legs finally start to relax, I remove my fingers from her core, give her one more kiss against her center, and set her feet back on the ground. I can’t believe I just licked Finley’s pussy.

Finley fuckin’ Taylor.

I smile and wipe at the corner of my mouth with my thumb. Best damn taste I’ve ever experienced. Without giving me a chance to stand to my full height, she falls to her knees and pushes against my chest until my back is pressed to the floor.

“What are you doing?” I ask.

“I mean, if we’re really doing this, we might as well cross everything off the list, right?” Those gray eyes pin me in place as she fumbles with my jeans and tugs them down my thighs. My cock springs to life an inch from her mouth, and she grins, holding my attention hostage as she swallows me down, one inch at a time like I’d imagined.

I wait for her to retreat. To pull away. Instead, she deep throats me like a fucking porn star, and my head falls back.