Page 53 of Narrow Margins
“So, why now, baby? Why me?” Griff drops a kiss on my mouth when he finishes speaking and butterflies swirl gracefully around my stomach as my excitement heightens.
“Because I love you, I trust you, and I want to feel you inside me. I want to know just how good you feel, because, dammit, Griff, I love being inside you and you deserve the same feeling. I know you’ll feel so damn good.” My erection pulses against his as he lies over me, the dampness on my stomach coming from either of our dicks.
“Okay, baby. Let’s take this slowly. Stop me at any time you want and you can take me.” Griff’s mouth moves down my neck and across my shoulder, peppering my skin with kisses and nips, setting my skin aflame.
His fingers stroke and pluck at my tight nipples, sending shivers through my body as goose bumps appear. His mouth covers the hard bud and sucks, my back arches and I can’t hold back the moan as it burst from my lips.
“Fuck, that feels good.” I squirm under his touch.
“I love the taste of your skin, it’s like melted butter and warm spices.” Griff’s tongue traces the squares of muscles, making them ripple, and I feel his mouth turn into a smile against me. “You are so damn responsive to my touch, I can’t get enough of you.”
“Then keep heading south, sugar, I’m pretty sure there’s something there desperate for you to taste.” I pant.
“Be patient, I’m taking my time to get you ready.” Griff goes back to my stomach, circling and dipping into my navel with his hot tongue.
When he is finally over my cock, my hands are gripping the sheets and my teeth are clenched. I feel his hot breath over the head of my dick.
“You sure are leaking a lot, baby, I think I’m gonna need to clean you up.” The tip of his tongue flicks at the slit of my dick, “Mmm, you taste good here, too.”
Swirling his tongue around the swollen crown and over the rim, Griff dips down to the sensitive V and scrapes his teeth over the tight skin. I can’t help my hips from punching up and a cry from escaping me. Christ, he makes me feel so good.
“More, Griff, I need more.” As I finish, his mouth engulfs me and he swallows me down, I sense his gag and pull my hips back. Only to have him take me deep again, shit, this is so good! “I don’t know how long I can last, Griff, I want to come with you inside me.”
“Oh, you will, Corr, I’m just getting you nice and limber.” Griff smirks as he looks up at me from between my thighs. My head collapses back to the pillow as he lowers his mouth over me again. About to come, his mouth pops off the top and I curse loudly.
But then his hands are on the top of my thighs, lifting my ass, “Grab ahold of these, Corr, and don’t let go.”
My hands let go of the sheet and grasp my thighs: damn, this feels weird. One hand holds the stump and my other has my whole limb up in the air. But the thought is lost as Griff’s mouth is back on me, this time my balls get all the attention as he sucks and rolls first one, then the other, into his warm mouth. He runs his tongue up and down the seam before laying flat, wet swipes of his tongue over my taint. I know where he’s heading next and I tense.
“Relax, baby, it’s just me and you. Take it easy, I promise to make you feel good.” Griff’s whispered words soothe and I loosen the grip on my legs and unclench my butt cheeks. “You look beautiful here, Corrie, so smooth and tight, just ready for me.”
With that, Griff’s mouth is on my hole, his tongue circling the edge of my pucker and dabbing over the tight, closed ring. But, as he continues to lazily caress my hole, I feel myself relax into him. A finger traces me, following his tongue. I know he’s going to take this further and suddenly a feeling of desperate need overwhelms me. When I feel the tip of Griff’s finger nudge at my opening, I push down to meet him, allowing him to slip easily inside me.
“Fuck!” We shout out simultaneously.
“God, Corrie, you are so hot and so fucking tight.” Griff slowly pumps only one finger inside me. Leaning down, he spits onto my hole, making a tremor run through me.
“You are driving me wild, Griff, you are so damn sexy. Gimme more, I need more.” I rock my hips against his hand, taking him deeper inside my channel.
Griff pulls his finger back to the entrance but not fully out, I feel more pressure that I match with my own and two fingers glide inside, Griff is braver and pumps harder but still slowly. His fingers curve to my wall and I know what he’s aiming for. But nothing prepares me for the feeling when he reaches the target and nudges his fingers over my prostate, not once but repeatedly skimming the surface. My back stiffens as I feel my orgasm expand.
“You’re gonna make me come, Griff.” I watch as he reaches out to the side and grabs the lube bottle.
Decanting the cool liquid down the length of my cock, it trails over my balls and down to my hole, so that, when he pulls them back, his fingers are coated before they slick back inside. I watch him coat his own dick and a lump forms in my throat as I prepare myself for him. I want him so much but I’m afraid of breaking down before we finish.
“Hey, Corr, it’s okay, baby; we don’t have to do this.” Griff looks up and withdraws his fingers, leaving me feeling bereft.
“No, no, I want to, I want this so much. Please, take me, Griff. I need you inside me.” I plead and pull my legs up higher.
“Okay, but tell me to stop if it’s too much.” He leans over and kisses me softly, gently. Then I feel the tip of his dick against my entrance and, as we gaze into each other’s eyes—staring deep into our souls—I feel him push past the tight ring of muscles. I bear down again, letting him slip further.
He shudders as he stills inside me. “Fuck, Corrie, I have never felt anything as good as this before. You are perfect, you are my everything.”
“Give me more then, Griff, give me your everything.” I whisper in his ear as he thrusts deeper and bottoms out, filling me completely. I groan as his hips start to move. Prying himself away from my body, Griff kneels and takes hold of my thighs. He’s not giving me everything yet, he is still hesitant.
“Don’t hold back on me, Griff, just fuck me the way you want to.” I pant and grab hold of my dick, stroking myself as he picks up speed, fucking me hard. “Yeah, just like that. Fuck me, Griff, fuck me hard.” I shout as he pistons into me.
“Christ, Corr, I can’t last. I’m gonna come, you feel too damn good, so hot, so tight.” As soon as the words leave his mouth, he hits my prostate and my orgasm flashes through me.