Then one day it hit me…I was completely head-over-heels in love with her. There was no grand epiphany, no sudden realization—just a slow, steady build-up of feelings that I could no longer deny.
Falling in love with her wasn’t something that happened all at once, it was a series of small beautiful moments that we shared together that led me to this overwhelming certainty that made me want to spend the rest of my life with her.
She grips the nape of my neck, pulling me forward and smashing her lips to mine. It’s a kiss like I haven’t experienced before—it’s needy, intense, and so goddamn fucking hot. Our teeth clash as we both lose control.
Gripping her hips, I pull her flush against me and deepen the kiss like my life depends on it. She moans into my mouth, the sweet sound traveling to my already hardened cock, making it even harder and I fear that I’m going to come on myself again.
“Greyson, please.” She moans into my mouth.
“Please what?” I ask.
“Please touch me.” She begs.
Her fingers reach to her side, unzipping her dress until it pools between us, and she stands in only a purple thong—if you could even call the thin material that, with her tits on full display with her nipples harder than my cock.
Holy fuck.
She sounds so desperate, and for my touch too…how could I say no to her?
My lips trail over her neck, sucking that sweet spot behind her ear that she loves so much, while my hand trails up her body and my fingers tweak her nipples, making her gasp.
“Oh fuck,” she hisses. “Please, more.”
My cock jerks in my slacks as I grip her hip tighter, my mouth kissing down her chest until I’m sucking a nipple into my mouth. She moans, her hand gliding through my hair and tugging at it.
Trailing my other hand across her navel until I reach the hem of her thong, my fingers brush across the edge before I’m lifting it and pushing my hand inside, feeling how soaked her cunt is.
“You’re so fucking wet,” I growl, looking into her eyes. “Is this all for me?”
Her eyes roll back as her hips roll forward trying to get some friction. “Yes,” she nods frantically. “Greyson, please touch me.Please.”
I chuckle, my eyes locking on hers. “How badly do you want it?” I ask, my finger gliding against her slit again.
“So badly.” She moans.
“Is that so?” I quirk an eyebrow.
“Greyson.” She warns, making me chuckle.
Plunging a finger inside her, her eyes widen as a soft gasp leaves those gorgeous lips of hers. Gripping my shoulder with her hands, her nails dig into me like she’s trying to anchor herself.
Since the first time I finger fucked her, I like to think I’ve become a pro at it. I knew the way she loved to be fingered, how she loved to be eaten out. I know her body inside out. I knew everything about her. I knew what made her squirm, I knew what made her buck, and I knew what made her fucking scream my name.
Adding another finger, I curl them inside the way she likes. And she cries out, her nails digging harder into my shoulder.
“You like that?” I groan, thrusting them in again.
“Yes.” She breathlessly moans.
Growling, I bite her shoulder as I continue plunging my fingers in and out of her sweet fucking cunt with precision, making her cry out in pleasure…and my name moaned from her lips makes me go fucking feral.
I fucking love the way her tight little cunt clenches around my fingers as I plunge them into her. I hold the palm of my hand flat against her clit, giving stimulation to it, and that makes her buckle her hips into my fingers, her breaths coming out in erratic gasps.
My thumb extends, pushing hard against her clit—and the sounds coming out of her mouth are…holy fuck. They’re fucking phenomenal. And I swear, I could come in my own pants from that noise.
I think I already have…
Muttered voices come from behind the door, and I put my right hand over her mouth, muffling her cries of pleasure as the footsteps stop right outside the door.
