Page 41 of End Game

Ronan

I think you will too

Cami

I thought you were going to talk about the three of us when I read Griffin’s text

Ronan

We’ll get there soon. I wanted this step to happen first.

Cami

Ronan?

Ronan

Yes, Cameron?

Cami

I’m turned on just from talking about this

Ronan

Me too, sweetheart, me too.

It’ll be worth the wait though.

Cami

I completely believe you

Stepping out of the bathroom, I find Griffin waiting for me.

He’s leaning against the edge of my bed, not quite sitting on it, like he is too anxious to actually let himself relax.

“Hi,” I offer with a bright and natural smile.

His response is not verbal. He pulls up to his full height and steps toward me, and that’s when I see the pure hunger in his eyes.

“Griff,” his name comes off my tongue in a rasp.

When he reaches me, one of his hands finds my nape, while the other pulls at the towel, leaving me bare.

“I think I need to reclaim my wife,” he almost growls against the skin on my neck before he starts kissing me in that sensitive spot.

“Fuck,” I whisper as I melt into him.

Strong hands grip my thighs as he lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his waist. I can feel how turned on he is, rubbing against my pussy as he walks and moves us to the bed.

I laugh as he drops me, but it takes him only seconds before he is naked and on top of me.

There is no foreplay, no fingers, nothing slow.

He settles between my thighs and takes me. Fucks me. Claims me.

It’s hard and fast and exactly what he needs, but perfect for me in this moment, too.