Illusive (Storm MC 5)

er the place.

And then he placed his hand to my stomach. His face grew fierce, and his eyes burned with fire. “I don’t care what the fuck anyone ever tells you again, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on. Here,” he gripped my stomach, before placing his hand to my chest over my heart, “and here. You have that rare thing a lot of women don’t, sweetheart – an outer beauty that matches your inner beauty. I never want to see you counting fucking calories again. I want you to eat the goddamn fucking chips every fucking time I take you to that diner, and I don’t want you to put makeup on or do your hair when I take you there.” He paused for a moment before speaking in a forceful manner. “Please believe every word I am saying because they are all the honest fucking truth.”

If I wasn’t tied to the bed, I was sure I would have collapsed onto the floor and sobbed. Instead, I sagged against him and he held me while I cried. He reached out and untied me before wrapping his arms around me and letting me get all my tears out.

He thought he didn’t know how to love people. He was so wrong.

Griff’s compassion and kindness blared from him.

When I’d finished crying, I looked up at him and smiled. “I’m sorry, I kinda ruined the sex, didn’t I?”

With one arm firmly around my back, supporting me, he used his other hand to wipe my tears away. “Baby, no way am I not fucking you tonight, but I’ll keep the balls for another time.” His eyes darkened and he said, “I want you on the bed.”

I quickly scrambled onto the bed, and lay back as I watched him put a condom on. When he moved over me, my body fluttered with excitement. And then, when he planted his hands either side of my body, and bent to kiss me, I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. I wrapped my legs around him, and took hold of his face with both my hands.

He feels so good.

I want to explore every part of him.

A growl came from his chest, and he deepened our kiss, his tongue growing insistent, like he couldn’t get enough of me.

I love that I do that to him.

He pushed his cock against me, sliding through me, but not pushing inside. My pussy clenched in anticipation.

Oh, God, I want him.

Now.

I have to have him.

I can’t wait any longer.

“Griff - ”

He growled again and pushed himself inside me.

Yes.

Hell, yes.

As he pulled back out, I moaned his name, and then he thrust inside again.

Hard.

I cried out again.

I couldn’t stop myself.

He pulled out on a grunt, and slammed into me again.

Hot damn.

I clung to him, my fingers digging into his skin as he thrust in and out. His pace increased, and I held on tighter. My leg muscles would burn for days after this.

“Fuck, baby…” he ground out as he pushed for what we both wanted.

What we both needed.