Beyond the Team (Out of Reach 4)
She cracks up laughing, and I swat her ass. “Hey.”
“This is your fantasy. I’m just the executer.”
“We don’t have to.” She tries to get out of it.
“Nope. Turn around and back that ass up.” I wink.
I watch as she turns and straddles me, her back to my front. “I don’t know how to do this. I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“Hey.” I run my hand down her back. “It’s just me. I don’t care what it is you want to try. I’m your partner in this, right? In life? You can always be open with me about what you want.”
She peers at me over her shoulder. “Griff, I…” She takes a deep breath. “Okay. Here goes nothing.” She moves her ass farther up my chest and lies down, her face hovering over my cock.
Gripping her hips, I slide lower on the bed and position her legs on either side of my face. My mouth waters at the sight of her. I’m glad I left the lamp on. I definitely would have been disappointed to miss this. When I feel her hand grip my cock, I lean forward and taste her.
Her tongue licks my cock like a lollipop, and part of me wishes I could watch the show, but the one I have in front of me is good too. Gripping her ass cheeks, I get to work. I bury my face in her pussy, and she squirms when my tongue covers her clit, but I hold her still. I show her with my mouth, with my tongue, and yes, even my teeth how much I’ve missed her over the past five weeks.
My cock falls from her mouth, and she moans my name, making me smile. I ease up just a little, and she gets back to work, taking me to the back of her throat. This time it’s me who’s coming up for air and moaning her name.
“Fuck, Peyton.” I pull in a deep breath, trying to prolong this, but there’s no use. I’m not coming without her, so I go back in, and it only takes a few more seconds before I taste her release on my tongue. Her body shakes, and she moans around my cock, and I release into her hot mouth.
Somehow, we manage to end up facing each other, and I tug her into my arms, burying my face in her neck. How can this tiny woman make me feel so much? How is it that I feel as though I’ve known her for years? How do I tell her that after only six weeks of knowing her, she’s reached her hands inside my chest and wrapped them around my heart?
I had a pretty good idea that I was falling in love with her before she left Florida five weeks ago. Since then, every day, she does something or says something that reminds me of why she’s perfect to me. She asks about baseball, my family, my classes, and even my friends. We have meaningful conversations, and I’ve missed her. I knew she was important to me, but it wasn’t until I opened the door to her parents’ house earlier and laid eyes on her in person that I knew how important.
I’m in love with her.
I fell hard, and I fell fast, and I’m not scared of it. I know we’re young and that us living so far apart will get harder before it gets better, but I know deep in my soul that it’s all going to be worth it in the end.
“You good?” she asks.
Pulling back, I stare into her eyes. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her, but I refrain. “I’m more than good.”
“Thank you for coming all this way for one night.”
“You don’t have to thank me for coming to see you, Peyton.”
“It’s a long way for such a short amount of time. I was sad and even a little angry that I couldn’t be with you today.” She lifts her head to look at me. “You are the best present I’ve ever received.”
I kiss her because what do I say to that other than I love you? I can’t, and I’m afraid to tell her and scare her away, so a kiss it is.
“We’ll take what we can get when we can get it,” I assure her.
“This is hard, Griffin.”
“Yeah,” I agree.
“But I’d rather be like this than not have you at all. I can’t…” She stops.
“What were you going to say?” I push her hair out of her eyes.
“I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”
“You don’t have to. I’m right here. And when I’m not…” I place my hand over her heart. “I’m right here.”
“Yeah,” she agrees with a small smile. She places her head on my chest, and we drift off to sleep.
CHAPTER 17