Chapter 147
1282 Words
Griffin’s Pov
“Meet me at the Saxon Hotel. Dress in something nice.” I wrote In the letter and left it with a rose next to Mia’s car keys.
I feel f*****g nervous. I remember the days when I would just go out and f**k girls and don’t feel a damn thing, but that all changed when I finally got my family after my abusive childhood and a father who only cared for himself.
I still remember the letter he wrote to me about my real mother. Maybe he did care, but he still ruined my f*****g life.
I ordered whiskey at the bar and the lady showed me to the table I booked. She’s making many flirt comments until Mia showed up.
My eyes nearly fall out of their socks.
She’s dressed in a black minidress, high black heels and her hair perfectly curled.
I’ve never seen such a beautiful woman in my entire life. The lady kept her flirtation to herself when I fixed my eyes on Mia. She walked closer with a smile on her face, and the entire restaurant lit up with this gorgeous angel entering.
“This is fancy,” she said, while I kissed her cheeks.
“Well, I guess it’s better than the club where you first flirted with me.” she smiled while the memories took us back.
“Well, Mr Griffin, you sure surprised me.” I smiled, knowing exactly why she called me Mr Griffin.
“Can you bring the lady also the same whiskey?” I asked the servant.
“You do still drink whiskey?” I asked nervously. I’ve missed so much in 7years.
“Yes, thank you.” the lady nodded and walked away from the table.
“What’s good here to eat?”
“Pizza,” I said in a playful tone, and Mia raised her eyebrow.
“I guess you will be having steak?”
“Of course.” I smiled, flirting like a school f*****g child with her.
“So you made me dress in this mini, so I guess pizza won’t go with the outfit, so I will have a steak as well.” She replied sarcastically.
“Yes,” I said in a winning tone.
We ordered our food, had a few drinks, actually a lot more than what we’re supposed to have. Mia sent Dawn a message to ask if Rosie can stay over, and she only sent her an emoji with hearts, making Mia blush. I don’t know if it’s because she actually enjoys the night or the fact that she does still enjoy how I make her feel?
Either way, I’ve missed Mia, who smiles and enjoyed herself.
I can see she’s getting tipsy, and the more she drinks, the more she opens up.
She told me about Rosie’s first tooth that came out, the nights she prayed for Rosie to sleep, and how they enjoyed their weekend at the beach. I’m mesmerised by how she handled everything by herself, even though I know she was falling apart.
“You want another drink?” I asked, showing my hand to the server.
“Are you trying to get me drunk, Mr. Baker?”
“Do you want me to make you drunk?” I love how we can speak to each other without being in a fight. She slip her feet under the table and touched my length with her feet. I gasp for air. For the first time I’m f*****g speechless and my length is growing by the seconds.
“Uh, can we, I mean...” I can’t get to f*****g order a drink with Mia rubbing her feet against me.
“Two more whiskeys please,” she asked for me and saved me from my embracement. Her face is full of smiles while mine is f*****g blushing. Since when did the roles change?
“Do you want me to take you up to a hotel and f**k you?” I ask and decided to be the one in charge.
“That depends? Will you stop me again from being tipsy? Or let me do what I wanted to do the day in the study?” she reminds me how she broke down in front of me.
“That depends. Are you still pissed at me?”
“That depends on how you will make me feel?” God, this woman is killing me.
“You know, with this dress I couldn’t put any underwear on, so it would be easy for you to just lift it.” She kept on teasing me. I don’t think I can stand up right now.
“Are you going to keep teasing me, or let me take you upstairs and show you?” she smiled and gulped down her glass of whiskey.
“Well, I can stand up, can you?” f**k this, I need her now, and if she keeps talking like this, I will explode right here.
“Let’s go.” I stood up and grab her hand and walked as fast as I can to the elevator.
A few people walked out of the elevator, leaving only myself and Mia alone in the elevator. At first, I kept quiet but couldn’t hold it in anymore.
“f**k this,” I said out loud and pushed her against the elevator wall.
I picked her one leg up and folded her arms around my neck to keep her steady.
In seconds, she moaned into my ear. I pressed my fingers inside her as hard but gentle as I can.
I’ve waited for this for 7 f*****g years.
“Don’t stop.” She moans again, making me want to f**k her just here, but the elevator opens, and she blushed when a couple walked inside the elevator.
I grab her hand and walked to the reception.
“A room for the night,” I growled at the man, who kept on staring at Mia.
“Please.” she politely said. Smiling at him. If I wasn’t about to explode, I would’ve dragged him over the counter for just looking at her.
I swiped my card and pull Mia in her hand to the room.
She zipped down my pants. And everything is already soaking wet. She lowered herself and put her warm mouth over me.
I’ve made love to her before, but this is a different kind of f*****g pleasure. It’s like we both craved it for 7years and couldn’t wait for the opportunity.
If she keeps going to do this, I will come right now.
I picked her up and laid her down on the bed, pulling her dress up to her bra.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” I asked before she regrets this.
“Are you seriously asking me that now with my dress up and no underwear?” I smiled and pushed myself inside her.
Oh God, this feels so good. Exactly, no, better than what I have imagined.
“I’ve missed you so much,” I whispered into her hair. She just moaned out of pleasure. I know I shouldn’t push, but I need her to tell me she missed me as well.
“Did you hear me?” I said with so much passion and lust.
“Don’t spoil the mood,” she answered, out of breath, making me stop.
“Why are you stopping?” she picked up her weight sitting straight up when I glared at her.
“Mia, I’m not with a w***e. I love you, and if you can’t say it back, or at least tell me you’ve missed me, then what a f**k are you doing?”
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