to another person. Never had he been so certain the intensity was returned.
Riggs licked and nipped his way up Victor’s thigh, spreading him wide to accommodate the breadth of those broad bear shoulders. Nothing about this man was dainty, and yet, his touches were delicate and tender, as if he feared Victor would shatter.
Griffins were made of sterner stuff than that, as his giant bear of a lover would soon learn. “Riggs. I’m not made of glass.”
Riggs responded by tracing his fingers along the side of Victor’s cock, sending a shiver of need through him. “You’re certainly not.”
His pace didn’t change. He slowly explored every ridge and bump, gently coasting over the ridge and slit. Victor thought he would lose his mind. His cock ached, throbbing with need. The rest of him ached as well, as deep-to-the-bone desire coursed through him.
“Riggs, come on.”
Riggs looked up from his exploration, meeting Victor’s gaze. “You in a hurry? Going somewhere?”
Victor glared and tried to tug his arms free. “No. But I’m going to if you don’t do something.”
Riggs grinned, and a dimple appeared on his cheek.
Victor gulped. Dimples were his greatest weakness.
“What are you going to do?” Riggs asked, his voice gravelly and deep.
Victor’s cock jerked and a drop of precome appeared in the slit. His balls ached, begging for more of Riggs’s rough, calloused fingers on them. He’d take anything Riggs would give him. As long as he gave it right now.
“This.” He tucked his legs against Riggs’s back and then pressed his heels against his muscled ass. He jerked them forward, and Riggs toppled over onto him with a startled grunt. He caught himself on one arm, balancing over Victor with a husky groan.
“Fuck, you’re strong.” Riggs slipped his hand between them and finally wrapped his hand around Victor’s aching cock. “So fucking beautiful and strong too. And smart, yeah. You’re the whole package, aren’t you?”
Victor pushed his hips up, driving into Riggs’s tight fist. He’d heard pretty words before, but mostly in an attempt to get in his pants. He’d grown immune to them. And yet. “Riggs.”
“I know you’re in a hurry. I want to savor it, though, and to watch you lose control. You keep things wrapped up tight, don’t you, Victor? I want to unravel you, make you so desperate you can’t think of anything but me.”
Like there was room for any other thoughts in Victor’s head at the moment. “Who says I’m not there already?”
“You’re still talking, aren’t you?” Riggs squeezed his cock, and pleasure spiked through him. He curled his legs against Riggs’s back once more. This time, instead of using them to catapult Riggs toward him, he used them to hold Riggs in place. He couldn’t let him move, couldn’t allow this exquisite feeling to stop.
Riggs continued to stroke him, a slow teasing rhythm that made Victor heat up from the inside. And then Riggs began to slowly slide down his body, kissing his way over Victor’s chest and stomach, until finally, his lips closed around the head of Victor’s cock.
Warm, wet heat engulfed him, and Victor came very close to losing his mind. There was no more room for reason or control. But he couldn’t let it end so soon. He fought back the surging wave of pleasure and began reciting company abbreviations from the stock exchange in his mind, but not even that could distract him from the mastery Riggs had over his body.
Victor looked down and considered jerking his arms free. He wanted to bury his hands in Riggs’s dark hair and hold his head exactly where it was. He needed to be farther down Riggs’s throat, and then he was. His wish granted as if Riggs knew his every thought and desire. Riggs swallowed him whole, his entire length enveloped in heat and suction and perfection.
“Fuck,” Victor yelled as his thighs began to shake. He wanted to come but needed to hold on at the same time. He didn’t want it to end as much as he needed to chase bliss with every fiber of his being.
Riggs grabbed his hips and held them down as he slid his mouth back up and over Victor’s dripping cock. “Not now. Maybe later. Damn, you taste amazing.”
That sexy glimmer returned to Riggs’s eyes, and he lowered his head once more. But this time, as he closed his lips around Victor’s cock, he looked up.
Pure lust.
It was all Victor could see in Riggs’s stare. His hips bucked, forcing his cock deeper into wet heat, but