All I Needed

Chapter Two - Griffin

I hadn't seen Sophie Miller in eight years and those eight years had done fucking wonders to this girl. She was currently standing in my kitchen, blonde hair damp from a shower and clad in tiny sleep shorts and a tank top. I was hard as a fucking rock.

I watched as she grabbed a plate and a slice of pizza before wandering over to the sectional and sitting down next to my sister. I knew I was staring but I couldn't help myself.

It had been so long since I last saw her, and she definitely did not look like that at eighteen years old. She was all woman now with curves and tits and an ass I wanted to grab. Was this really the same kid who used to stare at me with stars in her eyes? I wonder if that crush still existed?

Sloane glanced over her shoulder at me and I quickly tore my eyes from Sophie but not before catching the smirk my sister threw at me. I turned my back on both of them and mumbled that I was going to go change before heading down the hallway to my bedroom and en suite.

My pent house was an open plan with a wall of windows that looked over the Chicago skyline. It was all dark wood and a mixture of black and charcoal, courteous of the interior designer I had hired.

My room was once again a mixture of black and dark wood, with a huge custom bed to fit my large frame and floor to ceiling windows. The bathroom had a marble, walk in shower and my personal favorite, a chromotherapy bathtub that I liked to soak in after a rough game.

I quickly peeled my clothes off and hopped in the shower. I tried to avoid thoughts of Sophie but my mind, and my dick, had other plans.

I couldn't help but think about her full lips and started to picture her on her knees in this shower. Puffy, pink lips around my cock. I wrapped a large hand around my erection and started to pump up and down, imagining Sophie staring up at me with those blue eyes, one hand flicking her clit while she sucked me off.

It didn't take long for me to finish with a groan. I can't believe I just jacked off to the image of my little sister's best friend.

Sophie was beautiful, that much was obvious. But she was also the nicest woman alive and sweet as fuck. She was shy and blushed every time I looked at her, I can't imagine how red she'd get if she knew what I just did.

I quickly finished my shower and hopped out, drying off and pulling on a pair of black sweatpants and a t shirt. I made my way back out into the living room where both girls were still sitting on the sectional watching a scary movie. I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and sat down to the left of Sophie, making sure to keep a couple feet of space in between us.

I glanced over at Sophie and couldn't help but chuckle. She was curled in a ball with a gray throw blanket pulled up to her chin. Her blue eyes were wide and I could tell she was anxious from the scary movie my sister had most likely forced her to watch.

My train of thought was interrupted by Sloane standing and letting out a dramatic yawn, "Well, we start our three day stretch of working overnights tomorrow evening so I'm gonna go ahead and hit the hay. I'll see you in the morning Soph and I'll help you finish unpacking. Night."

Sloane trudged down the hallway and I heard the soft click of her bedroom door. Sophie shifted on the couch next to me and cleared her throat before shyly glancing in my direction.

"You probably want some alone time so I guess I'll go ahead and head to bed." She tossed the throw blanket off of her lap and stood up.

Part of me wanted to let her walk away, tucked safely in bed where I couldn't devour her with my eyes. But the part of me that was desperate to admire her a little longer won out. "You can stay." I grunted.

Sophie raised an eyebrow and said, "That was enthusiastic." With a chuckle. "It was a long flight, I'm pretty beat. Goodnight, Griffin." I watched as she turned and walked down the same hallway Sloane did, those tiny sleep shorts riding up and revealing a sliver of her ass cheeks.

"Goodnight." I managed to croak out before she completely disappeared from my sight.

If I had known Sophie was going to make me feel this way, I never would have told Sloane she could move in. My brain and my dick were at war, and I was afraid my dick might win in the end.

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My alarm went off at six in the morning, just like it did every day. I blinked my bleary eyes open and sat up. Last night was a rough night, my head constantly plagued by thoughts of the pretty blonde on the other side of the condo. I had never had such an instant reaction to a woman before. I had never even seriously dated before.

The anxiety of how Sophie made me feel was making me feel antsy, and I knew the best thing I could do right now was go for a run so I quickly shrugged on a pair of sweats, a hoodie and my sneakers.

Walking into the kitchen I was surprised to see Sophie fully dressed in workout gear, including a pair of black leggings that hugged that delicious ass.

"Good morning!" She chirped. Sophie was always in a good mood, apparently even at six am. "Heading to workout?"

"Just going for a run." I answered. Sophie grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and took a long swig.

"Do you mind if I ask where you run at? I would prefer to run outdoors instead of on a treadmill but I'm not sure where to go." She asked.

"Uh, I just run to the park and around the loop and back. It's about five miles." I grunted. A pretty smile lit up her face and I was once again mesmerized by a set of perfect, white teeth. Did this girl have any flaws?

"Do you mind if I join you? Or just follow you? I won't be a bother, I promise." I wasn't worried about her bothering me, I was worried about us getting too comfortable. This girl was temptation and after just a day I was already fighting the urge to devour her. I was not a guy who was easily temped but Sophie Miller was a different breed of woman.

"That's probably not a good idea." I watched as Sophie's face fell at my statement and she nodded her head slowly.

"Can I ask why?" Where did the shy Sophie from last night go? This girl did not lack any confidence right now.

"I don't think we should be spending time alone together. You're Sloane's best friend." That was the excuse I was telling her and myself when in reality if I spent any time alone with this woman I'd be tempted to bend her over and fuck her into oblivion.

I could tell by the look in her eyes I had hurt her feelings, but she'd see in the long run I was trying to spare us both from making a big mistake.

"What are you scared of?" She asked sweetly.

"I'm not afraid of anything. I'm just not blind." I stated.

"Oh? What do you mean by that?" God this girl was bold.

Sophie was currently leaned against the kitchen island with her hands braced on either side of her. I stalked closer and placed my hands next to hers on the island, caging her in. Standing this close made me realize just how much bigger I was than her.

I heard Sophie's soft gasp and leaned my head down to make eye contact. "It means that I can see what you look like. I can see those full lips and that ass and I know fucking you would be the only thing on my mind anytime we were alone."

Sophie's blue eyes widened as she stared open mouthed at me. "Have a good workout, Sophie."

I turned and sauntered out of the condo, adjusting my erection on the way.

This was going to be hell.