Candles lit up the bedroom as Jess came out of the attached bathroom and into Griffin’s bedroom. He’d stripped and was lying naked on his bed. Jess took in her breath, sharply. She had a towel wrapped around her and let it fall to the floor.

Griffin moaned as he took her all in. “My God, you’re gorgeous, Jess.”

“You are too,” she purred as she made her way to him. The carpet tickled her feet as she walked across the floor. “The candles make you glow, Griff.”

“I think it’s you who’s doing that,” he cooed as he got off the bed and went to her, taking her into his arms and loving how right she felt in them. Their skin was all that was between them, finally.

Their lips met, and they both knew something was happening that had never happened for either of them before. A bond of sorts had been formed. Something neither ever had before.

Griffin eased backward with Jess as he took her to his bed. He felt compelled to tell her, “You’re the first woman I’ve ever brought home.”

Jess stared into the dark pools of his eyes. “I’ll be the first to make love with you in your bed?”

“You will,” he told her as he pushed back her hair. “I want you to know that I think you’re special and this isn’t where things will end for us. I see this is just the beginning.”

Running her hand across his back, she said, “That’s good to hear. I want things to keep going as well.”

Picking her up in his arms, Griffin kissed her again. He wanted her to feel every last feeling he could send to her. He wanted her to know he felt more for her than he’d ever felt for anyone before. And he wanted to use his body to show her that, instead of words.

Easing her onto his bed, he placed her head, gently on the fluffy pillow. For the longest time, he looked into her eyes, trying to convey his feelings. She stroked his cheek as she returned his loving gaze.

Griffin took her hand, delivering a kiss to her palm. He licked it then ran his tongue up her arm. Giving her small bites along her neck, he heard her moan, and her body arched up.

He took her hands, holding them down over her head as he kissed and nipped her neck. Griff let them go as he moved down her body, kissing every inch as he went. Spreading her legs, he kissed her pearl, and she moaned with the sensation, “Yes.”

“You taste like sin, Jess. It should be illegal to taste this damn good.” He took the swollen bud between his lips and rolled it between them, making her moan and his cock grow.

It was a sweet agony he was putting her through. Jess wanted to feel his large cock inside of her. But his intimate kiss was more than exciting. His lips moved on her sex with a determination but also with ease. He put her in a relaxed state as he gently kissed her. Her body was rolling with small waves as the pleasurable sensations flowed through her.

When he licked her warm folds a few times, he ventured down to her vagina and forced his tongue inside of her. She squealed with pleasure. In and out he went until she came with a shout and dug her nails into his shoulders. He licked her until she was a quivering mess. Then he pulled his hot mouth off her and looked at her as he said, “I’m about to ruin you for other men.”

Jess held out her arms and moaned, “Go on and ruin me, Griff. Settle that fat cock into my aching pussy. I’m yours.”

Moving up her body, he pinned her to the bed, forcing her legs even wider. “You ready for this, baby?”

“More than ready. Give it to me.” She gritted her teeth, readying to feel the heat she was confident she’d feel as he stretched her to fit his erection.

The tip slid in, and she felt the pain already. More moved in as she hissed with the fire it created inside her. “You can take it,” he whispered in her ear. “Just breathe, baby. You can handle it all.”

“It’s so big, Griff,” she moaned. “I can’t wait to see how full you make me feel.”

“Yes, baby, that’s the right way to think about it.” He pushed in harder and pulled back without going all the way in. Over and over, he teased her that way until she arched up to him, making him go all the way into her tight walls.

“Griff!” she shrieked as her breathing went ragged. “Oh, God! Oh, baby. Oh, yeah! Do it, baby. Shit, you feel good.”

The groan he made, shook them both as he began thrusting as he held her shoulders to the mattress. She moaned with every one of them. He knew she wasn’t faking. Her face glowed as she let him handle her the way he’d dreamt of from the first time he saw her.

“Your tight pussy was made for my cock, Jess,” he told her as he watched her expression as she held her eyes shut. She couldn’t hide the ecstasy she was feeling. The way he made her feel was unlike anything she knew existed. “I fucking love the way you feel!”

She moaned, “You fuck like a pro, Griff. I feel like you’re making me yours.”

He growled at her, “Because I am. No other man will ever be able to satisfy you the way I can.”

Her eyes flew open. “Then I guess you’ll just have to keep your bed open for me.”

“I’ll keep more than that open for you. I’ve never felt like this.” He strained his body to force his cock into her as deep as he could go. “You’re bottomless. I can go all the way in. Not a thing I’ve been able to do before.”

Her lips quirked up to one side. “Seems I was made to handle that massive cock you got going on. So, fuck me, Griffin Houser. Fuck me hard and long and as much as you want to. Because I fucking love the way you feel inside of me. I love the way your muscles ripple when you move. I love the way you smell, and the light sheen of sweat that covers your body, making ours slide smoothly together.”

Griffin found the words coming out of his mouth as he thrust harder and felt the climax beginning deep in his core, “This is insane, it feels so damn right!”

Her heart was pounding as he slammed into her. She felt his dick jerk inside of her, and it made explosions go off in her. An orgasm of unheard of proportions went off inside of her, making her scream out, “I love you, Griffin!”

His body flushed his hot juices into hers as he groaned, “I love you, Jess. I can’t ever let you go.”

He fell on top of her in a heap. Their breathing filled the room, and their bodies were spent. No more lies, no more secrets, only truths of how they felt were left on the table. And both felt more relief than either knew was possible.