He caught me, his hands smoothing down my thighs. My body had changed so much since the birth of our baby. My hips wider and body generally fuller, but Griffin didn’t seem to mind the changes I’d been going through.
If anything, they turned him on more.
He gripped me by the waist, causing his cock to hit me in the small of my back due to his considerable height. Hard and hot, his erection was full on, and before I knew it, I was being turned around and guided away.
He only let me walk so far.
In a sweep, he had me in his arms, my sensitive, inner thighs pressing tightly above his hard hips. He pushed a hand along the small of my back, my nightgown so sheer. He took it right off in the middle of the hallway, holding it in one hand while he carried me with the other, my arms around his neck.
He smelled of heat, ocean and I kissed his neck, making him groan and stop in the middle of the hallway.
My nightgown dropped from his hand, and he was pressing me against the wall, my breasts so tender against the solid planes of his chest.
He was like a rock, earth reinforced with steel, and I slid my hands over the firm caps of his shoulders.
He gripped my ass in response, a good bunch in his hands. I only had my panties on at this point, his hot unyielding body between my thighs.
“I need inside you tonight,” he said, taking the opportunity to suck on my bottom lip. He drew it in, breathing me, sucking me.
I gasped.
“Are you hurting?” he asked finding my eyes. He was breathy, aroused and I saw that deep in his soft blue gaze.
I shook my head. We’d been having sex for a little bit, post baby, and though, I was fully healed some days could be achy.
I had a different ache, no need for the creative substitutions in the bedroom tonight. I needed him inside me, not just his mouth or hands.
Reaching, I found what I heavily sought out, using the back of the wall for leverage, as I grabbed his swollen cock through his sleep pants.
Something of a growl left his lips, his hips swirling and rotating with the movements of my hand. He took my mouth and then he took me, our bedroom just a few feet away.
He pinned me the moment we touched the bed, my arms raised above my head, my body exposed. My breasts were large and bulging, post feeding for the night but still full.
His hand came down on one gently, knowing he needed to be gentle. He kissed one of my enlarged, dark peaks, his flick of the tongue to my areola driving me wild.
He started slow with his drags, making sure not to go too fast or too hard. He’d take a little and then just kiss, alternating from one breast to the other so neither were neglected.
Dirty blond hairs pushed through my fingers, as I grabbed the back of his head. He was so calculated, so patient and I knew this had to be testing him, his control. This man loved my breasts, a one hundred percent and unashamed breast man. Before I’d gotten pregnant, they’d always been his favorite things.
His hand went hot over one, the scratchy stubble of the shadow on his jaw poking my nipples occasionally, stimulating me. He took the scruff against my stomach, my thighs, as he got lower. He pushed his face between them, and he was gone, my leg over his hard shoulder as he ate me out from the inside.
“Griffin… Griffin!”
His beard. It…
Sharp, short hairs pierced my vagina lips, Griffin’s tongue moving in and out me. He sucked—hard and at the call of his name, he grinned, his wet tongue sliding along my walls, my clit.
I was drenched down there, and I didn’t know how much more I could take. His cheeks hollowed at another suck; his body flushed from labor. I pushed his hair out of his face, and he came on all fours to meet my mouth.
The taste of me donned his lips, him, and the combination took me to a far off place. I could kiss him forever and be underneath him even longer. He had me on his lap when he finally took me, got inside me like he said he needed, and like everything else, he went slow, not wanting to hurt me.
The pleasure on his face I could get drunk off of, him inside me and me a part of him. His eyes actually closed at it, his handsome face engulfed in satisfaction, content. It was like he found peace inside me and I shared the same sentiment.
He fucked me slowly, using both his hips and mine. Eventually, he had me on my back again, pushing my leg up to penetrate deeper, harder, and I basked in every movement, every precise thrust. When he took me hard, it was amazing, but when he had me like this, so soft and loved underneath him…
It was euphoric.
I came with a fury, my walls expanding and contracting around his fullness, and he milked me in response, my arousal coating him below. He watched that, watched me, his hand pushing up my stomach as he rode out the wave.
His abs clenched, Griffin emptied himself inside me, looking so beautiful and perfect above me. I had no idea how I’d come to find this man in my life, but here he was.
And I’d damn well keep forever.
His body came down on me heavy, warm and wonderful. Consumed by it, I curled up on him, and he let me, bringing his arms around me.
We laid for a while like that and not always silent. We actually talked a lot, listened to each other, and those were some of my favorite times. We talked about nothing. We talked about everything and either way, left me in awe of the life I had. I truly had everything and never would I take it for granted.
“Roxie?”
I actually believed he’d fallen asleep, his body still, his breathing even. Turning in his arms, I found Griffin’s eyes, bright even in a room only lit by moonlight.
He must have been staring at me too because reaching out, he drew his fingers in a soft line down my jaw, his thumb brushing my lip.
I closed my eyes, enjoying it, then suddenly the warmest mouth made its appearance.
His kiss was different than it had been before. It wasn’t for stimulation or even pleasure.
It was just love.
“Baby?” he said, whispering the words above my lips.
I opened my eyes, and he was there, his fingers still floating over my cheek. He brought me in close, and I could tell something was weighing on him, something he wanted to say.
“I love you so damn much.”
I hadn’t expected that, but I took it, smiling.
I pushed my cheek into his hand. “I love you too so damn much.”
The depth of his chuckle I could feel directly from his chest, the sound moving into mine pressed tightly against his.
Tipping my mouth, he kissed me again, and I got to see those soft blue eyes when he pulled away.
“I’ve come to realize something about myself,” he said, smoothing his thumb over my mouth. “That I can’t help but take care of you.”
I knew that well and found that same quality in myself.
“It’s not just you,” I told him. “We take care of each other.”
Because we did, all the time really.
His lips pulled up into a small smile. “You’re right. We do, but…”
His mouth thinned, his jaw moving a little.
“I think it’s different for me,” he said looking up. He cradled my face in his strong hands. “It is different for me.”
“I don’t understand. What’s different? How so?”
He moved a hand to my hip, strong with his grip. He moved around a lot, restless, and I wasn’t sure he was getting across what he was trying to say the way he wanted.
“I’ve recently been given an opportunity,” he started, reaching back and rubbing his neck. “Remember that movie I auditioned for? That script for Roddy Price in Hollywood?”
Boy did I. He practiced for weeks for that audition, myself sight reading alongside him.
I bobbed my head twice in acknowledgment.
“Well, I got it,” he said, his lips hiking a little. “Actually months ago. Casting is still underway for other parts and they’ve been waiting for me, my decision while they finished. That’s the only reason I had
kept it to myself because I… Because I just don’t know yet what I’m going to do.”
My initial response had been one of excitement and an urge for congratulations.
Until what he said at the end.
“Well, it’s a yes, right?” I questioned, my head tilting. “You do want the part?”
I knew he did. He practiced so hard for it.
He pulled a harsh hand over his head. “What I want is beyond the point. There are so many factors to consider. It’d be time away from the baby, you.”
“But we’d be okay,” I said, pushing my hands to his jaw. “We’d be fine. You could go back and forth and—”
“It’d be months,” he went on swallowing. “And time back here would be spent mostly on my day job. Time with you and the baby would be limited.”
I understood his concern, but if he truly wanted his role, he could have it. We’d all adjust for him.
I smiled. “It’ll still be okay. We’d make do. We have a nanny and could hire another if need be. You wouldn’t have to worry about anything not functioning while you’re not here.”
“But what about me?” he asked, surprising me. His head tipped down. “How would I function?”
I didn’t get what he meant.
Nor why his eyes seemed so sad.
It took some massaging, coaxing for him to look up at me, and once he had, it was so hard keeping him there.
His lips thinned.
“I came from a family where a parent walked out,” he admitted. “We both had parents who skipped out on us, responsibilities?”
What he said was heartbreakingly true. We’d talk about my mom and her decision to take her life when I was young quite a lot since I’d know him, just something that had come up here and there, but something I did notice, was he never talked about his own situation not having a mother. I assumed that had just been because he didn’t remember her really. She’d left him so young, his entire family.
But maybe I had been wrong that he didn’t remember and negligent that he… that he didn’t feel.
His heart hammered behind my hand, his long fingers coming over and clasping my wrist.
“And I refuse to be her,” he said, nostrils flaring. “I’m not going to skip out on my family no matter what opportunities arise for me. I’m already away enough, Roxie.”
“But you and I both know it’s not like that,” I urged, cupping his jaw between my hands. “You’re not abandoning us or selfishly pursuing your goals in spite of our own as a family.”
“But that’s not what it feels like to me.” He was serious when he said it, completely. “I need to be there for you guys. It’s different for me.”
Different…
Different.
And I guess that was why. His mom was why.
He’d never shared this with me before, and because he didn’t, I had no idea this was a fear of his. But it was, clearly.
I could feel it coming off him.
His lips moved into my hand when I brushed my fingers on his cheek, and I wished I had something to say that could assure what he wanted wasn’t a sacrifice of us.
“Remember when I went to see, Dr. Dow?”
His head shot up at my words, his eyes narrow.
Leaning in, I kissed his mouth, smiling.
“I came to her worried,” I said. “Actually worried because things were too good, too happy. I was anxious because things were too at peace and I didn’t know how to deal with it.”
Thinking back, the whole thing seemed completely ludicrous. Because something always was going to happen eventually. Something would happen.
But what was the point in worrying until it did?
Griffin’s eyes shifted at my admission, but after a beat, a small smile graced his lips.
I pressed my mouth to his. “Do you want this part?”
He let me kiss him, his mouth moving with mine.
“I…” he started, fingers sliding into my loosely pulled up hair. “I can’t…”
“Because if you do,” I told him, pulling back. “I’m there for you. I’ll be there for you and… what if we came with you? What if we weren’t apart? What if Jackson and I came along for the ride?”
His brow jumped, his lips parted.
“I couldn’t ask you to do that.”
I smiled. “Well, I guess it’s a good thing you didn’t then.”
He remained silent for too long, and I knew that brain was thinking, always racing.
“You’d be willing to do that?” he asked, cautiously as if testing out the words. “You’d come with me. Both of you?”
We’d come this far, and we did so together.
I touched my forehead to his. “I can work from home, and I planned to for a little while with Jackson anyway. We’d just be in LA for a while. I could be one of those Hollywood Housewives.”
My words caused him to chuckle. He then braced my cheeks, kissing me hard.
“I don’t want you to be a housewife,” he said, licking my lips. “I just want you to be you. I want both of you, you and Jackson forever.”
I pushed an arm around his waist, sighing as he took claim of my mouth. I just wanted him as him too, and if this was what he needed, I’d be there with him. I would go with him to Mars if he asked me.
I cherished him.
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