

I stroke his midnight hair, completely at ease for the first time in my life. He rests his forehead on my shoulder, and I feel him smile against my skin. I flush and grin like an idiot while his lips slide down my neck and chest. With a final shudder, his whole body relaxes, settling onto mine.Īfter a moment of absolute stillness, he trails his lips across my cheek to my mouth, kissing me and whispering gruff praise.

His ragged breath warms my face as he holds himself rigidly above me. Griffin wraps his arms around me and pumps his hips rapidly, at last thrusting into me with a harsh groan. The sound he utters is rough and guttural-satisfaction on the most primal level.

I feel deconstructed to my most basic components. Panting, dazed, deliciously fragmented, I slowly come back to myself and open my eyes.
