a good thing I could remedy that right now.
I barely sucked the head in my mouth before it was taken away from me.
“Hey, I was playing with that,” I said to his face when we were eye-level once again.
“Later. Right now, you need to take off your clothes, especially your pants.”
I grinned. “Not until I get to play.”
Griffin just lifted his brow and shook his head.
The next thing I knew, I was completely naked, and he was lying beside me, putting the condom on.
“How did you do that so fast?”
“Naked women are my specialty.” He rolled back over me, and with one smooth thrust, he was inside me.
It was my turn for my eyes to roll back into my head.
“So wet. I love it,” he said as he wrapped me in his arms.
I clutched wildly at his back as he began to move inside of me.
“Oh my God, right there,” I panted.
How he’d hit the right spot so fast, I didn’t know. Maybe naked women really were his specialty.
I widened my legs and lifted them toward Griffin’s hips. I wanted him as deep as possible.
He must have sensed it because he took an arm and pushed my leg up over his elbow.
He continued to pound into me, his cock stretching me and rubbing my G-spot with every shift of his hips.
I felt my climax getting closer, but I didn’t want this feeling to end. I wanted Griffin to keep fucking me forever.
Fortunately, best friends could read the other’s body language, and they knew just what to do to make the other feel good when they were having sex. Unfortunately, best friends could read one’s body language and knew when the other was about to come.
Griffin nipped my neck. “Come on, Mads. I know you’re close. Quit holding out on me.”
I let myself go, and my orgasm washed over me like liquid heat. I was vaguely aware of Griffin still moving inside me, causing my climax to go on and on.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, he slammed into me one more time as his body stiffened and exploded.
The two of us lay there in silence. I could feel my inner muscles contracting every few seconds—the aftereffects of having a strong orgasm—and Griffin flinching every time it happened.
He slowly let my leg slide off his arm, and he rolled to my side. Putting a hand on my thigh, he asked, “You good?”
“God, yes.”
He chuckled. “Good, because I’m fucking fantastic. Holy shit, no wonder Harris wants you back.”
I groaned. “Don’t talk about him. You’ll ruin my post-orgasmic bliss.”
He squeezed my leg. “Got it.”
“Thank you. And thank you for coming when I texted. I was worried you hadn’t gotten the messages.”
“I will always come when you need me. And sorry about that. I left the bar so fast, I forgot to message back.”
I smiled. “That’s okay. The important thing is, you showed up. I don’t know what I would have done to get rid of him if you hadn’t.” I hated to think that I could still be sitting in my living room as Harris tried to pitch me on why we should be together.
“There was something else you texted me about.”
I frowned. “What’s that?”
He got up on one elbow and smiled down at me. “Correct me if I’m wrong, but I think you said I was invited to dinner.”
Nineteen
Madeline
The next morning, I was leaning against my counter as I sipped my coffee and scrolled through various social media apps on my phone.
I was laughing at a meme when Griffin walked into the kitchen in only a pair of jeans.
I tried not to look too hard at all his gorgeous muscles. It was funny how I had seen Griffin shirtless plenty of times, but now that we’d had sex, all I could think was that I wanted to touch him, I wanted to feel him, I wanted to—
“Got any coffee for me?”
I blinked a couple times as I tried to erase all sexual thoughts of my best friend from my brain.
Griffin raised his brow. “Tired?”
“A little.” I nodded toward the coffeepot. “I made extra for you.” I looked at the clock on the microwave. “Although I’m surprised you’re up before I have to leave for work.”
He found a mug and poured himself a cup. “It helps that I didn’t close the bar last night and got a good night’s sleep.” He smiled at me over the coffee he had brought to his lips and winked. “For the most part anyway.”
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