I didn’t want to think about how strange this entire thing was as I led Griffin up to my apartment. It all just felt too right to even worry about.

We tiptoed through the living room, past a snoring Otis, and into my bathroom. I put my finger over my lips, whispering, “The walls are thin. Let’s try not to wake Shaw up.”

He nodded as he started the shower. “Deal.”

We stripped down as the steam started to billow up over the shower curtain. In the bright light, I could see every chiseled muscle on his body, and I was instantly dripping wet. Between his rippling abs, his bulging biceps, and the exquisite ink that decorated them, I couldn’t help but feel inferior.

“You’re gorgeous.” He growled, pulling my body to his.

I kissed his chest. “I think you’re prettier than me,” I joked with a little giggle.

He shook his head. “You’re perfect.”

Letting my fingers trail down his scar, I looked up into his panty-melting baby blues. “I could say the same thing about you.”

His lips drifted over mine and I pulled him in close. I was drunk with lust as I drank in the passion he poured into every caress. Pulling me up into his arms, Griffin carried me into the shower.

As the hot water cascaded down our bodies, he held me against the cool tile wall. My fingers rolled through his damp hair as we hungrily made out.

“Put your legs down.” Griffin helped me get steady on my feet before kneeling down. His hands ran over my sides as he kissed my throbbing clit.

I put my hands on his shoulders to steady myself as my knees started to get weak. His tongue explored me while his nails dug into my ass.

“You have the sweetest pussy.” He moaned before thrusting his tongue into me.

“Oh fuck,” I muttered as an orgasm came on without warning. My hips bucked as I grinded against his face.

“Did you just come for me baby?” he asked, looking up at me as he took two fingers and plunged them into my soaking cunt.

I nodded. “That was amazing.”

“So. Goddamn. Hot,” he stated as he got to his feet.

My fingertips glided over the head of his dick as the slightest bit of pre-come escaped. Wrapping my leg around his sides, I positioned him right over my opening, but he stopped me from going further.

“Let me grab another condom,” he whispered into my ear as my head fell onto his shoulder.

“Don’t.” I stopped him before he could take one step away.

He grabbed the sides of my face. “You’ve been drinking. I don’t want you to regret any of this in the morning.”

I crushed my lips to his. “I’ve only been with two people ever, and I know I am clean. I trust you if you say I can.”

A low growl came from the back of his throat. “Are you sure?”

“Fuck me, Griff. Dammit!” I cried.

He filled me so quickly I gasped. He hooked his arm under my ass, pulling me up for him to get as deep as he could as he pumped harder and faster into me.

“Holy shit,” he whispered as his teeth sank down into the nape of my neck.

“Bite me harder,” I commanded, and he listened right away. My back arched as shivers ran up and down my spine.

“You like it rough, babe?” His words barely broke through my euphoria.

“Yes!” I cried as he bit down harder and sucked on my collarbone a little.

“Fuck, babe…I’m about to come.”

I put my hand on his chest, pushing him away. “I want to taste it.”

He set me down and I grabbed his dick, getting down onto my knees. I worked his shaft as I sucked on the tip, and his entire body started to shake as his fingers knotted into my hair. Right as his cock started to twitch in my hand, I took it into my mouth, letting hot come shoot into the back of my throat. Looking up, I locked my eyes with his as a love-drunk smile danced across his lips.

“That was fucking hot as hell.” He grabbed my upper arm to help me up.

I gargled some water, spitting it out next to the drain. “I’m glad you think so.” I gave him a satisfied smirk as I poured shampoo into my hand.

“Here, let me.” He grabbed my hand, smearing the soap onto his own. He massaged my head as the suds started to lather.

“Oh, crap. This is almost as amazing as the sex was.”

After Griffin and I washed each other, we toweled off and crawled into my bed. He tucked me into his side, holding me firmly against him.

“This was nothing like how I expected this day to go,” he admitted.

“Just the sex, or the whole thing?” I rolled over in his arms to look at him.

He brushed my wet hair behind my ear. “All of it turned out way better than I expected.”