That Second Chance (Getting Lucky #1)(71)

Hands wandering, her lips on my neck, my mouth on her breasts, our breathing syncs up, hot and heavy.

Erratic.

Her thighs tighten, her moans growing in intensity, her hands threading dangerously through my hair.

And then her head tilts back, exposing her beautiful neck, as the sweetest sound falls from her lips.

“Yes . . . God, yes, Griffin. I’m coming.”

Never in my life would I have ever imagined Ren as one to announce when she comes, but fuck if it’s not the absolute hottest thing I’ve ever heard.

Her hips fly rapidly up and down my length, relentless, riding out her orgasm, sending a wave of pleasure straight to the base of my spine and the pit of my stomach.

Fuck, I’m right there with her as I lean my forehead against her shoulder, grip her ass with both hands, and grind her hard against my aching cock, moving her up and down until my balls tighten and my dick pulses against her, my orgasm ripping through me.

“Fuck,” I grunt, eyes shut, still grinding as wave after wave of pleasure shoots through my body.

I take a few deep breaths, letting my orgasm fade while I come back down to reality, where Ren sits topless on my lap, a look of ecstasy across her features.

She smiles wickedly. “Your O face is really hot, Griffin.”

“What?” I chuckle, keeping my hands on her ass and bringing her close to my body, wanting to feel the press of her breasts against my bare chest, her nipples rubbing against my slicked and heated skin.

“When you orgasm, the look on your face is super hot. Instead of being one of those guys who drop their mouths open and roll their eyes, you actually look sinister when you come. It’s really sexy.”

“Well, I can return the compliment, because watching you fall apart like that, hell, makes me want to go home early.” I press kisses along her neck, loving the taste of her skin.

“We should.”

“What?” I lift my head to see if she’s serious.

She shifts against my cock again, making it twitch. “We should make up an excuse to go home early.” She plays with the short strands at the nape of my neck. “Unless you were kidding; then I’m all for staying another night. But if you were serious, I’m ready to come up with some excuse so you can drive us back to my place and I can sink down on you.” Her voice gets quieter the dirtier she talks.

I swallow hard. “Sink down on me?” Never thought I would hear that from Ren either. She’s full of surprises today.

I guess I’m full of them as well. Two years ago, I never thought I would see myself in this position, a topless woman in my arms who I care about immensely. But here I am, holding on to Ren as if she’s my lifeline, never wanting to let go, and even though it’s slightly terrifying, taking this huge leap in faith that everything is going to be okay, I don’t think I would change my decision.

I like her, damn it, and being with her makes me fucking happy.

She nods, her forehead pressed against mine now. “This isn’t enough for me, Griffin. It will tide me over, but not for long. I’ve wanted you for a while, and now that I have you, I want all of you.”

“I want all of you too.” I press a quick kiss across her lips. “Think you can come up with a good excuse?”

She nods. “But the deal is, if I take the brunt of the blame, you drive straight back to my place—no pit stops.”

“You sound just as desperate as I am.”

“Because I am.” She cups my face. “I feel like I’ve been trying to get you to look at me like this for so long, Griffin. I don’t want to lose another minute without knowing what it’s like for you to fully claim me as yours.”

“Jesus,” I breathe out. “Then let’s get the hell out of here, because if you keep saying shit like that, I’m not going to last long.”



“I feel really bad. I’m so sorry, you guys.” Ren is talking to Beck and Rylee through the rolled-down window of my truck. Reid and Brig both stand behind them, arms crossed, shaking their heads. They’re not buying Ren’s excuse for a second, but it’s cute that she’s trying.

“Don’t even worry about it. You need to make a good impression on the principal. Go on. Griffin will get you back safely.”

“Thanks, you guys.” Ren gives them a quick wave right before she rolls the window back up, and I pull away from the campsite.

Once we’re out of sight, Ren scoots to the center seat, buckles in, and rests her head against my shoulder as I pull out onto the country road that leads back to Port Snow.

“Do you really have to turn in your teaching plans tomorrow?”

She shakes her head. “Nope, they were due last week, but good excuse, right?”

“Scary good. Should I be worried?”

“Maybe a little.” She rests her hand on my thigh, and it does nothing to tamp down my desire for this woman. “Are you upset that we’re leaving early? I know it was the last camping trip of the season.”

I chuckle and wrap my arm around her shoulders, bringing her in closer as I steer down the road. “Yeah, not upset at all.” Borderline terrified to take this step forward with her, but upset? No. “There’s no way I can be upset about going home with you.”

“You realize you say things like that, and it sets off a wave of nerves in my stomach.”