Written in Ink (Montgomery Ink #4)(46)

“You okay, honey?” he whispered, not in the game.

“Just fine,” she whispered back, a smile on her face.

“Good.” He narrowed his eyes then stood back. “Bend over the chair, Fall, and pull up your skirt. I think you need to show me how bad you are.”

She moved past him, slowly sliding her body against his as she did. She went to the side of the chair and bent over, wiggling her hips as she slid her skirt over her waist.

“Holy f*ck,” he whispered. “Did you forget panties this morning?” He came to her then and ran his large hand over her backside. “Actually, if I remember right, you had panties on this sweet ass of yours when you were in your yoga pants. That means you took them off for me.” His fingers dipped inside her heat and she moaned. “You’re wet, Fall. Is that for me?”

She looked over her shoulder as he licked his fingers and she groaned. “Jesus, Griffin. You are so sexy sometimes.”

He smiled. “Only sometimes?”

“Well, sometimes you’re an *, but I like you anyway.”

He slid his hand over her ass again, squeezed. “I like you, too.”

So serious.

Too serious.

Then he knelt behind her and licked her. She gripped the edges of the chair, burying her face against the leather as he buried his face in her. He licked and sucked, his lips doing amazing things to her clit. She pressed her hips back, riding his face as he ate her out. Soon she was coming, calling out his name as her knees went weak. Griffin was there though, holding her up and keeping her close as she came down from her high.

She hadn’t planned to come by his mouth right off the bat. First, she wanted to do something for him. As soon as her mind cleared, she tried to get back to her plan.

“Don’t f*ck me,” she panted, and Griffin froze.

“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you? Is it your heels?” He quickly sat on the chair and pulled her onto his lap. His cock pressed against her bare ass, and he ran his hands over her body.

Hell. She could fall in love with this man. Fall in love with the way he called her Fall, the way he cared for her when he didn’t realize he was doing it. She could fall easily. And she had to pull back before she broke under that feeling.

“I’m okay, Griffin.” She paused. “Better than okay. But I wanted to do something before you f*cked me hard and I forgot my plan.”

His shoulders relaxed and he let out a breath. “Fuck. You scared me.”

She cupped his face and kissed him softly, loving the taste of herself on his lips. “I’m sorry.”

He pulled back, just a little to know that he was trying to close off feelings, as well. Good. She wasn’t sure what she would do if they both had to deal with those issues. Better to get back to the hot sex that meant friendship and nothing else.

“I want to have you in my mouth,” she said into the silence. “Can I?”

He laughed then, a full-bodied laugh that went straight to her heart. “You want to give me a blowjob? Hell, yeah, you can suck my cock. You want me to sit here and keep my hands off you while you do it? Or will you take off that shirt of yours, keeping the skirt and heels on, of course? That way I can play with your tits as you suck me off.”

She rolled her eyes and hopped off his lap. Well, hopped in the sense she wiggled off while he kept his hands on her hips so she didn’t fall in her heels. He squeezed her hand before helping her to her knees, and she had to swallow hard. She wasn’t supposed to be feeling anything but lust when it came to Griffin Montgomery.

She quickly took off her top, forgetting she’d planned to be slow and sexy with the buttons, and threw her bra to the floor, as well. She wanted him in her mouth, and frankly, wanted to forget anything that didn’t have to do with sex. Feelings couldn’t matter. He helped her undo his pants and held the base of his cock as she looked up at him through her glasses.

He reached out with his casted hand and played with the edges of her hair with his fingertips. “I didn’t know I had a thing for a girl in glasses as she gave me a blowjob. Good to know.”

She rolled her eyes and put her hand over his, squeezing his cock. He let out an oof and she lifted up slightly to lick the slit at the head of his dick. He moved his hands from beneath hers and went to her breasts, cupping them and playing with her nipples. She hummed as she swallowed the head of his cock before pulling back and licking up and down the shaft. She liked giving blowjobs. Liked the feeling of being in control. And she would be the one in control. At least until he tangled his hand in her hair and kept her still while he f*cked her mouth. But even then, she would be the one giving him pleasure even as he took it. It was a heady and sensual power, and she wouldn’t take it for granted.

When she swallowed him whole, he shuddered and did indeed slide his fingers into her hair. She kept up a steady rhythm, loving the way he groaned and called her name. She rolled his balls in her palm before sucking on each, letting them go with a popping sound. When he stiffened and groaned again, she kept him in her mouth even when he would have pulled away. The first spurt hit the back of her throat, and the rest filled her up. She swallowed each drop, her gaze on his as he came.

When he pulled away and reached for her, she leaned back, needing to catch her breath. She’d seen something in his eyes that scared her. Something that was far too close to non-just-sex. She couldn’t afford to let him get closer, couldn’t afford to do more than they’d already done. Perhaps she couldn’t even afford that.