My heart hammers relentlessly against my chest as Greyson slowly lowers me onto the soft mattress.
I could feel the nerves radiating off his body as he lowered himself to his knees before me. Grabbing my feet, he carefully undoes the zips on my boots and pulls them off. His hands are shaking as he does so. And when he grazes a finger along my leg, I shiver.
“Can I take these off?” He asks, pulling at my tights.
Duh, how else are you meant to get to my pussy? I don’t voice that aloud though, instead I nod my head giving him a nonverbal answer.
Pushing himself up, he grips the hem of my skin-colored tights, and I lift my hips, helping him as he slowly pulls them down my legs.
Now I’m left in only my sweater dress and a lilac thong—my favorite lilac thong that has a cute little 3D butterfly at the top.
Moving his hands across my stomach, my body erupts in goosebumps. He pushes the dress over my hips until it lands just above my navel, and I inhale a sharp breath.
Fuck.
Propping my elbows on the comforter, I lift myself upslightly to get a good view of what’s happening, and I watch as he too inhales a sharp breath as he looks down at my laced thong.
He looks at me, a question in his eyes…a question he doesn’t want to voice, but I know what he’s asking, and with a slight nod of my head, his fingers latch under my thong, and he pulls it down my thighs,painfullyslow.
“Holy fuck.” His breath gets caught in his throat.
I feel somewhat self-conscious, he's staring at my vagina like it's a piece of artwork worth millions. But then I remember that he's never seen one this up close and personal before. And I’m thankful Nina convinced me to get a wax the other day.
The bed dips beside me, and I glance over to see him leaning on his side, one arm propping him up while the other floats across my stomach just below my navel, circling my skins with his index finger.
My eyes peer down to his hand as he slowly trails it down, and when his finger grazes my clit, my back arches off the bed and a low moan escapes my lips.
He found the clit the first time?
How is that even possible?
“Oh, fuck.” I gasp as he fingers go in a circular motion.
“You’re so wet.” He breathes out.
I was, incredibly so. And it was slightly embarrassing. I’d never been this wet before, not even for myself.
His lips come down pressing a soft kiss just below my ear. “Is this, okay?” He asks, his breath tickling my ear.
I can’t get my words out, so I nod frantically.
He moves his fingers faster, and I could feel my clit swelling from his touch.
And I swear I could hear my own heartbeat in my ears.
Bum, bum…bum, bum…
He continues peppering kisses against my neck as he trails his middle finger down to my soaking wet slit, applying pressure to the opening.Holy fuck. Trailing his finger back up to my clit, he circles it a few more times before trailing it back down to my slit again.
“How about that?” He asks, the tip of his fingers breeching into my pussy. “Does that feel good?”
“Y-yes.” I stammer.
“What about this?” Pinching my clit, my back arches off the bed.
“Feels so good, Greyson.”
“How about this?” His middle finger plunges into my opening, making me gasp.
