Rock-a-Bye, Baby

He smiled against my lips. “Like I said, baby. I’m going to be gentle.” My hand slid a smidge lower until it brushed over the tip of his dick, and a deep groan rumbled up his chest. He wrapped his fingers around my wrist and held it in place. “But I have a feeling you’re going to make it hard as fuck for me to do that.”

“Hard is kind of necessary if we want to get to the good stuff.” Yes, I really said that. Because having Knox for a big brother was the main reason I was still a virgin, but being a girly-girl dork who wasn’t great with guys was another.

But Griffith didn’t seem to mind since he lowered my hand to skim it down his hard length. “You don’t need to worry about my cock. I’ve been like this since I first spotted you in the crowd. My hard-on won’t be going anywhere, not until your virgin pussy is wrapped around it, sucking me dry.”

I felt his words deep in my womb. “Whoa,” I breathed out. “You’re really good at talking dirty.”

“Oh, baby,” he chuckled before moving his mouth close to my ear. The scruff from his beard scraped my skin, sending shivers down my spine. They intensified when he whispered, “You have no idea the monster you’ve just unleashed. It’s a good thing my dirty talk turns you on because with the thoughts you inspire, you’re going to hear all sorts of filthy things tonight.”

I was lost in the daze his sensual promise sparked when he walked me backwards to the bed. My knees hit the mattress, and I sat on the edge with my hands braced on either side of my body. They didn’t stay there long, though. Griffith raised them in the air to lift my shirt up and over my head, leaving my breasts covered only by a pale pink bra.

“Fuck, your tits are gorgeous.” His head dipped low, and he sucked one of my puckered nipples into his mouth through the lacy material. I threw my shoulders back and shoved my chest closer to his mouth. His hand slid down my back, his deft fingers flicking open the clasp on my bra before moving to my lower back. The lacy material dropped between us while he held me in place as he licked and sucked at my breasts.

“That feels so good.” I felt each tug of his lips deep in my core, as though there was a string connecting it to my nipples. Digging my fingers into his hair, I tugged his face closer to my chest.

“I’m going to make you feel a hell of a lot better, baby,” he rasped against my skin as his hand moved down my belly to cup me between my legs. “Just wait until I get my mouth on your pussy and make you scream my name.”

I widened my legs, giving him better access. “What if I don’t want to wait?”

Instead of using words to answer, he dropped to his knees as his fingers flicked open the button of my jeans. My hips surged up to allow him to work them down my legs, and I kicked them off when they hit my ankles. When his hand dipped inside my panties, I whimpered in need.

“You’re so fucking wet,” he growled, tearing my panties from my body before lifting my knees over his shoulders. My shoulders pressed against the mattress as his strong hands gripped my butt cheeks to raise me up towards his mouth. “And it’s all for me.”

My breath caught in my throat when he licked me from top to bottom. I threw my head back; my eyes squeezed shut as he devoured me with his mouth. His tongue swept through my wetness, flicking at my clit until I was writhing in need. Then it dipped inside me. In this position, I didn’t have any leverage. Griffith was completely in control of my body, and he played it better than his guitar.

When I was close to the edge, he commanded, “Play with your tits, baby. I want to see your hands on those creamy swells, toying with your nipples while you come for me.”

My hands lifted off the mattress and moved to my breasts. His eyes darkened a shade as he stared at me while I cupped them, plucking at my nipples as his mouth continued to eat at me.

“You look even hotter squeezing those perfect tits for me, baby. You’ve got me so turned on; my cock feels like it’s about ready to burst.” His lips wrapped around my clit, and he slipped a hand between us to work a finger inside me. My orgasm crashed over me, and he added another finger as he kept at it until he coaxed a second one out of me. I was in the middle of it, drowning in pleasure, when he surged up and gripped my hips. I hadn’t even realized that he’d gotten rid of his clothes before he sank his entire length into me with one powerful thrust.