Page 69 of Rome
He told her he was desperate for some good head for a change.
He’s been fucking his way through every woman in this place.
Why the fuck do you think he drank all the time?
Those hateful words started echoing in my head again, and as Griffin reached over to place his hand on my thigh, I decided I needed to do something to shut those doubts out of my mind. So, I kissed him.
He slid his arms around me and pulled me onto his lap. He deepened the kiss, and it was all I could do to not pull away. I was so conflicted. It felt wrong, but then again, everything had felt wrong since the day I found out that another woman had sucked off my husband. That thought hardened my heart and deadened my emotions.
I slid my arms around his neck, and he moaned as I nipped his bottom lip. He clutched my hips, and I could feel him hardening beneath me. His tongue tangled with mine, and his obvious desire for me soothed some of the raw, frayed edges of my soul.
He slid his hand up and cupped my breast, and I felt a tingle as his hand brushed over the top of my nipple. I pushed his hand away, redirecting it to my hip. The last thing I needed was for my breast milk to leak.
He ground his rock-hard dick against my ass, causing me to moan. I felt sexy and powerful in this moment, and I didn’t want it to end.
He’s clearly been dying for a woman who can match his level of experience.
He told her he was desperate for some good head for a change.
I slid off his lap and Griffin made a sound of protest as he reached for me again.
“No, gorgeous. Don’t stop now,” he murmured. His voice was deeper, throatier than it had been when we’d first started talking. I could hear the desire, and it fed the fire inside me to prove that I could do this. I could drive a man wild for me – a man who wasn’t obligated to be with me or who had to pretend I was enough for him.
“Shh,” I whispered, placing the pad of my index finger against his lips. “Let me do this for you.”
His eyes widened as I slipped off the couch onto my knees, kneeling at his feet as I reached for his belt. In moments, I had his belt unfastened and popped the button open on his jeans. He took over, lowering his zipper and pushing his jeans and boxers down to his thighs.
His hard cock sprang free, and for a split-second, I compared him to Caleb. Griffin didn’t measure up, but he was still nicely endowed. I wrapped my hand around his warm flesh, and he groaned again. His head dropped back on his shoulders, and he shuddered as I brushed my thumb over the sensitive flesh on the tip.
“Condom?” I wasn’t quite far gone enough to give oral sex to a total stranger without protecting myself.
He fished his wallet out of his pocket and pulled one out, making quick work of ripping open the packet and sheathing himself.
I leaned over his lap and sucked him into my mouth, grimacing slightly at the taste of the latex. Griffin bucked his hips, driving his dick deeper. I reveled in his reaction as he grasped the back of my head and tightened his hand in my hair. He didn’t force my head down, just held my head as I bobbed up and down, using my hand and my mouth to get him off.
“Fuck yeah, that’s so good, gorgeous.” I ignored the fact that the voice was all wrong – thatthiswas all wrong – and doubled down on my efforts. When I sucked him to the root, burying my nose in the trimmed patch of hair at his groin, he moaned long and loud.
“That’s it. Take it all.”
He was thrusting his hips, fucking my throat in earnest now. My eyes watered as his final thrust was particularly hard.
“I’m coming, babe,” he groaned, and I felt him pulsing in my mouth, filling the condom with spurt after spurt.
I pulled off as he finished, suddenly horrified at what I’d just done. My heart raced, and I blinked back tears. He ran his hands over my hair, sliding one wavy curl behind my ear.
I quickly pushed away from him and lurched to my feet. I was afraid I was going to be sick. I spotted the sink in the corner, and quickly washed my hands, then rinsed my mouth to get rid of the lingering taste of the latex.
I turned to find him tossing the condom in the trash, and looked away as he tucked himself back inside his boxers and pulled his pants up.
I reached for my purse, which had tipped over on the couch cushion where I’d been sitting. Griffin grabbed my hand and pulled me closer. He bent his head to kiss me, but I turned my head so that his lips landed on my cheek instead.
“I wasn’t expecting you to deepthroat me like that. I gotta tell you, babe, your mouth is incredible.”
I flashed him a quick, insincere smile and stepped back. “I need to go,” I told him, keeping my eyes down. I couldn’t stand to look at him.
“OK, babe. You come back and see me soon though.”
I nodded, having no intention of doing any such thing.
