Page 35 of At Your Door

My movements quicken on my own, though, and Griffon has to loosen her grip so I can move faster.

“Shit!” I spit out in between breaths.

Just as Griffon raises her hips to create more friction, the sound of faint knocking breaks through my cloud of lust.

“W-Wait! What was that?” But Griffon doesn’t stop. Her hands tighten as she moves my body for me.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

It’s louder now, and quickly, I grab her wrists to try and slow her down. But she doesn't, and when I look down, she smirks at me, knowing I’m already on the edge.

“Come on, Mia! I’m not going to be late because of you and your sex escapades!”

El’s voice echoes through the front door to our bedroom, so I know she’s screaming. But I can't focus on anything elseright now as the air in my lungs runs short, and I find myself toppled over, shaking.

“Trust me, she’s coming!” Griffon yells back sarcastically, and I don’t stop the fit of laughter that rips through me.