Excitement pulsed through me. “No.”
“Fuck,” he growled. “Does this turn you on?”
“Yes,” I panted, wanting him to keep going, needing him to never stop. Whatever Griff had to give, I wanted to take.
He pressed his mouth against my ear as his arm circled my body and took hold of me. “You need to be careful what you beg for, Sophia,” he ordered, and the dominance in his voice pushed me closer to the edge.
“I want you, Griff. Show me who you really are,” I whispered.
He took a long breath, and I wasn’t sure if it was to keep himself calm or to ready himself to do what I’d begged.
And then he stopped holding back.
He took a step back and I felt his hands on my ass as his fingers slid under the edge of my panties. And then he tore them off me. My pussy clenched at the sound of them ripping. And my body trembled, waiting for what was next. Hoping like hell he wouldn’t stop anytime soon.
His finger trailed down my back, from the base of my neck to my ass. And then his hand ran lightly over my ass. “You sure you want to know who I am, Sophia?” His voice was all kinds of dark, dangerous and hot.
I nodded. “I’m sure.”
Slap.
The sting of his palm against my ass caused my body to jolt. I dropped my head back and closed my eyes while my back arched my ass into his hand.
I need more.
“Fuck, you want me to do that again?”
“Yes.”
I expected his palm on my ass again, but it never came. Instead, he spun me around and pulled me to him. His eyes bore into mine, and I saw the war he waged. “You don’t know what you’re asking,” he ground out. His breaths were coming hard and fast now, and his features twisted in his own pain as his eyes begged me to say no, to push him away. But I couldn’t. I wanted him too much to do that.
I took hold of his face with both hands. “Let me be who you need,” I pleaded.
He stared at me for a long moment before briefly closing his eyes. When he opened them again, I saw the change in his stare. His resolve gone, he nodded once.
And then I met the real Griff.
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Griff
Let me be who you need.
Those words out of Sophia’s mouth were everything I wanted to hear in this moment, and everything I wanted her to take back and pretend like she’d never said. And, yet, here we were with them hanging in the air between us. They would either be our downfall or the beginning of something between us, because I sure as fuck knew that if she loved this and begged me to fuck her again, I’d never be able to say no.
Placing my hand against the small of her back, I ordered, “Start walking.”
She did as I said, and I directed her to my bedroom.
“I want you to sit on the edge of the bed and wait for me,” I said, and when she sat, I left her to go and find my rope.
When I returned, the sight of her naked, on my bed, waiting where I told her to wait, sent a new rush of need straight to my dick.
Standing in front of her, I dropped the rope on the bed and took my shorts and boxers off. Watching desire flare in her eyes at the sight of my dick being freed only intensified my desire. Sophia needing me made me need her even more.
Jesus, that need was dangerous.
“Stand,” I commanded.