Chapter 10

Julia

Gryph’s gaze was so hot, it practically burned me from the inside out. Seeing the outline of his erection under his jeans reminded me of just how big he was. I couldn’t wait to feel every inch of him inside of me.

“I’ve missed you,” I admitted shyly.

“I’ve missed you, too, Sass,” he murmured as he dropped to his knees in front of me. I scooted to the edge of the chair, needing to get closer. His hand moved up my thigh, pushing my dress up as he leaned in to kiss me. This time, his kiss was softer and more deliberate. His lips moved along mine gently. Occasionally, his sharp teeth would nip my lower lip. I’d never been into biting, but I was tempted to beg Gryph to bite me more. The slight sting only added to my arousal.

He kissed along my jaw line, taking one earlobe between his teeth and biting down until I moaned with pleasure. Gryph’s breathing became more labored when he reached my throat. His mouth hovered there, and I held my breath, caught between fear and arousal. Tilting my head back, I exposed my throat to him, even as I was tempted to shrink away.

“Not yet,” Gryph growled as he moved down my body.

When I looked down, I saw my dress had been pushed all the way up, exposing my thong to him. Leaning in, Gryph ran his nose along the jade green lace, inhaling deeply. A shudder ran through his body. When we’d first met, Gryph’s need to breathe in my scent, as if savoring it, had made me uncomfortable. Now, it only added to my arousal.

“You smell so damn good,” he said on a groan. “I want to drown in your scent, Sass.”

“Oh, Goddess,” I breathed out.

His rough hand slid between my legs, starting at my knee and moving up to push my leg out. I immediately moved my other leg. When he brought his face closer to my panties this time, he ran his tongue along the fabric. The pressure was light, a promise of what was to come.

My eyes closed, and I allowed my head to drop back at the sensation of his tongue stroking my panties. I wanted more. “Let me take them off,” I uttered. “I don’t want anything between us.”

“Soon,” Gryph crooned. “First, I want you to enjoy the way this lace feels against your pussy.”

His strokes started out slow and light, but soon increased in speed and pressure as he focused more on my swollen clit. The sensation of his tongue stroking me through the rough lace made me whimper and writhe in the chair. It wasn’t enough with the panties on, but it still felt incredible. His tongue began to make long strokes from my opening to my clit. Each time his tongue left my clit, I nearly cried out in frustration. Gripping the chair, I lifted my hips to try to get more pressure with Gryph’s mouth.

As his tongue worked its magic between my legs, Gryph reached up to tug the top of my dress down so he cup one of my breasts. My already hard nipple rubbed against the lace as Gryph’s thumb stroked the fabric. My back arched, pushing my breasts out toward him. Gryph responded by pinching my nipple.

“Please,” I whimpered. “I need more.”

Gryph’s tongue continued to tease me through my thong as he looked up at me. His eyes held a primal need that had me sucking in a sharp breath. When he released my breast and his tongue left my clit, I whimpered in protest. He couldn’t stop. I couldn’t take the teasing.

“You can’t stop,” I whimpered.

Gryph’s teeth bit down gently on my inner thigh, drawing a ragged moan from the back of my throat just before he tore off my panties in one swift move. His mouth hovered close to my clit, but he didn’t touch me.

I watched as Gryph’s nostrils flared. His jaw clenched with the effort to control himself. When I began to reach for him, he shook his head and spoke in a rough, commanding voice. “Hold on to the chair. Don’t move your hands or I’ll stop pleasuring you.”

I nodded and gripped the chair. A voice in the back of my mind told me I should protest being ordered around by Gryph. The needy sex-crazed witch in my head told the other voice to shut up. We liked it when Gryph ordered us around during sex.

Gryph’s growl vibrated against my sensitive flesh as his mouth closed over my clit, suckling it gently. One finger circled my opening, teasing me. I needed him to fill the aching void inside of me.

Releasing my clit, Gryph’s eyes locked on his finger as it penetrated me. “You like this, don’t you?” he asked.

“Yes,” I breathed out. “I can’t wait to feel all of you in me.” I moaned loudly when he slid a second finger into my body, stretching me in a delicious way.

“You have no idea how much I wish I could slide into your tight body right now,” he uttered, watching his fingers thrust in and out as I clamped down around them. “You’re so hot and wet. Your pussy is perfection, Sass. I’ve never tasted anything so incredible.”

Before I could utter a response, Gryph’s tongue returned to my clit as his fingers continued to move in my body. I gripped the chair tightly as he devoured me. His mouth and fingers moved more urgently against me. My moans soon turned to screams as he worked my body closer to the edge. When my body began to tighten around his fingers, I called out his name and begged for more. Gryph sucked my clit in again while his fingers moved against the front of my channel, and my orgasm finally hit. I screamed and thrashed as much as I could in the chair. My legs tensed while my body pulsed with wave after wave of ecstasy. It was the most intense orgasm I’d ever experienced. I couldn’t wait to see what it would be like when Gryph was buried deep inside my body.

“We need to go upstairs,” I uttered with a sated sigh. Gryph was watching me, his fingers still moving slowly in my body.

“Why’s that, Sass?” he asked. “Are you ready for a nap?”

“Unless you keep condoms down here, we should go upstairs,” I told him. “I have some in my suitcase.”

“You brought condoms?” he asked, sounding genuinely surprised.

“You had to know I was still planning to seduce you after my confession earlier,” I pointed out.

“I did,” he admitted. “We won’t need them. This was just about taking care of your needs.”