Page 13 of Desiring Destiny
I nod, breathing through the pain while Griffin stays still inside of me, letting me get used to the feeling of him. The pain soon gives way and I just feel so incredibly full. Griffin kisses me again and I melt into him. He tastes so good and each stroke of his tongue stokes a fire deep inside of me. I swear I could cum just from his kisses.
I start moving my hips and Griffin groans into my mouth, breaking the kiss.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes, please, Griffin. I need…” I don’t even know what I need, I just need him to do something.
“I’ve got you, love. I’ll always give you what you need.” With that, he slowly drags himself out of me before plunging back in. “Jesus, Destiny, you feel so fucking good. Like heaven wrapped around my cock.”
Griffin reaches down and circles my clit, andoh, god.Feeling him move inside of me while he plays with my little bundle of nerves? Incredible.
“Oh!Yessss,” I moan.
He bends down and sucks a nipple into his mouth as more pleasure courses through my veins, pooling in my belly. His tongue works my nipple in the same rhythm as his finger on my clit, both in time with his thrusts. My body is on sensory overload. I’m not sure where to focus, I just know it all feels amazing.
His mouth pops off my breast and he kisses his way over to my other one to give it the same attention. “How are you feeling, angel? Are you okay?”
“Y-Yes…yes, soooo g-good!”
He gives me a wicked grin and picks up his speed, pumping in and out of me as his fingers and tongue work in concert to tighten the coil deep inside.
“Fuck, Destiny. Your tight little pussy feels so good. Everything about you… I can’t get enough.”
His words bring me closer to the edge. I buck my hips, matching him thrust for thrust, needing to find release from the intense pressure building inside. As if sensing how close I am, Griffin bites down on my nipple and pinches my clit, sending me flying over the edge as my pussy snaps around him. I feel myself gushing, squeezing, releasing, as all of my muscles tense and relax, over and over and over again.
He swallows my cries of pleasure, which is a good thing because I come hard, screaming his name.
Griffin fucks me right through my orgasm, grunting and snapping his hips into mine.
“Mmm-more, please,” I manage, once my orgasm has passed. I feel raw and sensitive and ready for whatever he has to give me.
“Are you sure, Destiny? I’m trying so damn hard to be gentle.”
“Please, please, Griffin. Give me all of you. Don’t…ooooh.D-Don’t… hold back.”
He sits back on his heels and grabs my hips, ramming me into him again and again. This angle hits deeper, unlocking some secret spot inside of me that instantly has me on edge. Each thrust builds me higher and higher.
“Destiny… Destiny…fuck, my dirty little angel. Love that you saved yourself for me.” He thrusts in and out of me, again and again. “Love this tight pussy. Love that it’s all mine.” In and out, in and out. “I’m going to be the only one to be with you like this, right, Destiny?”
He picks up his speed, rutting into me like an animal. I love it.
I nod at his words.
“Need to hear you, love.Tell me.Tell me you’re mine, only mine.Ah, fuck!”
He slams into me once, twice, three times. And then he stills, swelling inside of me, and then exploding deep into my pussy. His orgasm sets off my own, fire coursing through my veins, prickling my nerves and dripping down my thighs. I swear to god my body is burning a hole through the sheets.
I haven’t forgotten what he said before we reached our climax, but I’m giving him an out. People say all kinds of things during sex, right?
Griffin collapses on the bed next to me and for a second, I think things are going to be awkward. I move to get off the bed, but his arm loops around my waist and pulls me into him. He turns so we’re on our sides, face to face.
“You didn’t answer me, sweetheart.”
“Well, you were the one giving me all of those orgasms, so it’s kind of your fault.” I smirk at him through my blush. I’m not used to speaking so candidly like this, but with Griffin, everything feels right.
He chuckles. “Is that a complaint?” I shake my head no as he leans in for a kiss. “Good,” he says. “So. I still need you to tell me you’re mine. All mine.”
His eyes burn right through me, willing me to tell him what he wants to hear.