Oh, God, can this man kiss!

Hot and wet, with just the right amount of tongue play. No hesitation. Nothing tentative. Griff simply took what he wanted from her mouth.

Emma revised everything she'd believed about kisses being no big deal. Heat swept through her body. Her nipples peaked in her bra, her channel oozed cream. Her panties would be wet in a matter of seconds.

Her legs were going to collapse at any moment if she didn't get some support. As if Griff read her mind, he pushed her back against the door. His hands ran over her breasts, her waist, her hips. He cradled her ass and lifted her until her mound cushioned his hard cock. Whimpering deep in her throat, Emma wrapped her legs around Griff's waist. She wished they didn't have any clothes separating their bodies.

She tilted her head to the side when he nipped her neck. "I want you," he whispered.

"Yes."

He shifted his pelvis from side to side. Each movement brushed her clit and made her pussy clench. "In my bed."

"Yes."

"All night."

More shifting, more brushing. Emma wondered if she'd come before they ever removed one article of clothing. "God, yes."

He took her mouth again in a deep, long kiss. His mouth slanted one way, then the other, as he moved his lips over hers. He nibbled on her bottom lip, stroked his tongue across it before darting it inside to brush across her tongue. The entire time they kissed, he guided her ass up and down and moved his hips so his cock massaged her clit.

The orgasm rocked her entire body, curling her toes and making stars explode behind her eyes. She tore her mouth from his and buried her face in his neck while she moaned loudly. Clutching his neck tighter, she gasped to try to get more oxygen into her lungs.

"The next time you come," Griff said directly into her ear, "I'll be inside you."

"The next time I come," she said after lifting her head, "we'd better both be naked."

His eyes were so dark and full of fire. "We will be."

Holding her ass, he walked out of the living room and down a short hall. She saw a large white door at the end of the hall, the kind that would lead into a master bedroom. She must be wrong, though, for Griff didn't keep walking toward that door. He stepped through an open doorway. Emma got a glimpse of a dresser before he laid her on a bed. He followed her down, lying between her open legs.

More glorious kisses. Her orgasm was still sending little zings across her nerve endings. The kisses made those zings even more powerful. Emma placed her feet flat on the bed and lifted her hips, hunching her pussy against Griff's shaft. He was so hard, it felt like a baseball bat pressing between her legs.

Taking both her wrists, he held them down on either side of her head. A delicious thrill shot through her at his show of dominance. Two could play at that game. Emma lifted her head and nipped his bottom lip...not enough to draw blood, but enough so he would feel the sting of her bite.

Griff sucked in a sharp breath. "So you like to play rough, huh?"

"Maybe a little."

Something flared in his eyes, something slightly dark and forbidden. Griff may be charming and polite, but that didn't mean he wouldn't want something more intense in bed. Another thrill flashed through Emma. She loved intense in bed.

He sat back on his heels and pulled her into a sitting position. With one tug, her tank top came off. Griff tossed it to the floor, then reached behind her and unsnapped her bra. It joined her top on the floor.

Emma leaned back on her hands, keeping her arms straight and her back arched. Griff fisted his hands on his thighs as he stared at her breasts. She knew they were round and full and hadn't started to sag from gravity. The aerolas were large and dark pink, her nipples a dusty rose. Her breasts had always drawn a lot of attention from men. She loved that.

He latched onto one stiff peak, pulling it deep into his mouth. Closing her eyes, she tilted her head back and arched her back even more. Griff moved back and forth between her nipples, sucking, licking, nipping lightly with his teeth while he kneaded her breasts.

She'd always enjoyed when a man sucked her nipples. This went beyond simple enjoyment. Heat zipped between her nipples and her clit with each tug of his lips, each stroke of his tongue.

Another orgasm loomed, ready to explode.

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