My thighs move in, trying to clench them together, but he pushes them apart, his hand staying on my inner thigh to keep it away.
I could feel my orgasm building up, and embarrassingly fast. His tongue flicks at my clit faster, his fingers going at an equally faster pace. I can’t take it. I can’t…
Moaning, the heels of my feet dig into the mattress, and my pussy clenches around his fingers. Grinding my hips into them, the pleasure builds and builds until I’m completely taken over by the euphoria of pleasure.
My eyes blur, stars dotting across my vision. I’m crying out his name, maybe even screaming it. I’m a mess—gasping, screaming, shaking, dragging my nails across his skin.
My eyes squeeze shut as he removes his fingers from me, and then I feel him hovering above me, his breath fanning inches from my face. My eyes slowly open to see his face directly above me, a grin forming on his lips.
“That was the hottest fucking thing I have ever witnessed.” He confesses, moving my hair away from my face.
“Yeah?” I breathe heavily.
Leaning down, he presses a soft kiss to my lips. “Fuck yes.” He mummers, bringing his teeth to my bottom lip and biting down.
I gasp, my body jolting. My nipples brush his chest as my legs wrap around his waist and his cock rests against my pussy. I can feel it jerking as he—deliberately or not—slides his cock up my slit.
Gripping the silver chain he’s wearing with my fingers, I pull him toward me as my lips trail kisses across his jaw. He groans, his breath coming out in a hiss.
“Lilly?”
“Hmm?” I answer, my lips brushing his neck.
“Do you mind if we don’t…if we—
“If we don’t have sex?” I finish the question for him.
“Yeah.” He clears his throat.
Smiling, I lean back and graze my fingers against his cheeks. “Of course,” I tell him, looking into his eyes. “Whenever you’re ready.”
He smiles back at me, his fingers gliding in my hair. “Thank you.”
“Greyson, you don’t have to thank me,” I say, my lips brushing his. “When the time is right, you’ll know it. Don’t feel pressured to do something you’re not comfortable with, okay?”
“When the time is right,” he nods in agreement. “Fuck, has anyone ever told you how perfect you are?”
I grin, gripping the nape of his neck. “Someone might’ve told me that once before.”
“Well, that someone must be wise.” He grins.
“Hmm,” I nod, pulling him even closer. “Now kiss me.”
“Anything for you.” He mummers before connecting our lips.
Chapter 44
Lilly
Sipping on my iced coffee, I inwardly moan as the liquid cascades down my throat, praying it hits my veins soon so I can feel energized for the day ahead.
Greyson ended up staying the night, and let’s just say, not a lot of sleeping got done. We were over each other all night, and I loved every second of it.
He managed to give me seven more orgasms.Seven. In one fucking night, two being back-to-back as well. And I’m paying for it today. Not only with tiredness, but I’m aching. I didn’t even think you’d be able to ache after being finger-fucked several times, but here I am, aching. But it’s a good ache.
It’s not uncomfortable, but more like a fulfillment…if that even makes sense.
Fuck knowing what it’s going to be like when we eventually have sex—I told him that when the time is right, he’d know.
