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sensual promise of what was to come when he finally put his cock inside her.
    As Althea's legs began to quiver faster, Griffen increased the pace of his fingers, curving into her most sensitive area. She was gripping his hair so hard she thought he might have a sore head the next day, but she couldn't stop. His tongue quickly flicked over her clitoris, finally sucking until she screamed his name.
    Althea fell apart around his fingers inside her, as his other hand grasped her ass so firmly that she was sure she'd have a bruise there the next day, but she didn't care. In fact she hoped — no, craved even — for him to mark her and leave her with a physical reminder of their one night together.
    He pulled her harder against his tongue that was worshipping her clit. She tensed against a pleasure so intense it felt close to pain until all she saw was light as she shattered on his tongue. She came against his mouth and she could've sworn he murmured something about cherries. He stroked her legs, looking up at her as her chest heaved.
    "I could look at you come all night, Althea," he said with more than a bit of reverence in his voice.
    "Well, stud, you promise to make it feel like that each time, you got a deal."
    "I aim to make it even better, gorgeous."
    "Oh shit," she gasped and Griffen barked a laugh, hugging around her waist and burying his nose into her warm mound before he slithered up her body, trailing his mouth, still wet with her juices, slowly up her belly and between her breasts. Althea couldn't stop looking down at his sexy face and body. God, he called her gorgeous, but he was beyond anything she could imagine and he'd made her feel so damn good. It was years since Althea had climaxed with another person. It had just been her hand and mechanical friends since Jack died, making it all the more surprising that she'd come so quickly with Griffen. Christ, she almost came just from taking off his shirt.
    He stroked her slowly as he stood. Kissing her, idolizing her body with his hands. He'd put on a condom and was poised at her entrance hesitating, until she begged, "Please, Griffen. Yes."
    He smiled for a moment before thrusting inside her. She'd barely collected her breath and her brain from her first orgasm, when the force of his thick, hard cock inside her reignited her climax as though it had never abated. She grabbed his hair and thrust her tongue in his mouth. Mirroring the delicious work he'd done on her with his incredible mouth. Griffen lifted her behind her knees and wrapped her legs tightly around him so he could spin her around and sit her butt on the desk next to the floor to ceiling windows. The rivers flowed beneath her as he entered her intensely and repeatedly. He was big and thick — even bigger than Jack, who'd been substantial — and her unused body had to stretch every time he entered.
    "Christ. You feel so good. You're so tight," he whispered against her cheek as she leaned her head back against the wall.
    "Er, it's been a while," Althea gasped sheepishly as she looked up into his eyes. He slowed for a moment, his eyebrows raised, then smirked, slamming into her even harder, until her back was arched and her breasts grazed his bare chest. She started screaming his name again. He tilted her chin up until he could look in her eyes and tenderly stroke her cheek, a stark contrast from the intense physical pleasure he'd been relentlessly releasing on her below.
    "I like that, baby. I want this pussy and I want you to remember that it’s mine, that right here, right now, it's mine." He thrust again and Althea felt his possessive words driving her crazy. "You feel incredible my gorgeous good girl," he whispered and kissed her tenderly, even as he slammed into her again. She could feel herself spasming and tightening intensely around his cock.
    Had sex always been like this? Althea wondered as waves of warmth crashed over her.
    She'd been a pretty reserved bookworm growing up. Not really blossoming