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No. I had to remind myself this was casual. That was the arrangement. We were going to do whatever we were going to do, and then we’d go our separate ways. It was just going to be physical.
We stopped in the lobby of the hotel. I wasn’t sure what to expect. I’d run this moment over in my head a million times since he texted to invite me. I eventually decided we’d probably talk some to break the ice. I figured it was bound to be a little awkward and neither of us would–
Greyson didn’t waste a second. He closed the distance between us and took my head in his hands. He kissed me long and slow at first. It took my breath away. His lips were warm and he used the perfect amount of suction, then his tongue slid across my lower lip. He bent to kiss my neck. His breathing was already frantic, and my chest was heaving.
“Oh,” I whispered.
The force of his passion pushed me back until I bumped against the counter. Greyson quickly lifted me, sitting my rear on the counter and standing between my open legs. My dress rode up to my hips, and my sexy little pink panties were exposed.
I lifted his shirt over his head and took in the sight of his gorgeous body.
“You fucking flirt,” he growled. “My dick was so hard it hurt after watching you with that ice cream.”
I chewed the corner of my lip. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Liar.” He cupped the back of my neck and kissed me hard. “You’re so goddamn gorgeous.” He pulled back just long enough to look down between us. His eyes seemed to fixate on my panties. He looked up at me again and I could see the fire of excitement there. He kissed down my neck and across my breasts through my dress. I felt my nipples harden like rocks at the hint of his touch.
I arched my neck back. Planting my palms behind me for balance as I tried to mentally brace for what was about to happen.
Greyson got on one knee and started to kiss between my thighs. Then he licked his strong tongue straight up across my sex through my panties. Every muscle in my body contracted in appreciation.
“Oh, fuck,” I whispered.
“Tell me what you want,” he demanded.
I looked down. “What?”
He was glaring up at me with fire in his gaze. “I want to hear you say it.”
Oh, shit. “I… I want you to lick me. There.”
“No. Try again.”
I clenched my jaw. “I want you to lick my pussy.”
Greyson’s whole body seemed to relax as he let out a low, deep noise. He tore my panties down and buried his face between my legs. I gasped and couldn’t help from squeezing my thighs around his head as he drove his tongue into me, across me, and all over my most intimate place. He was absolutely out of control, and it was the hottest fucking thing I’d ever experienced.
I was gasping for breath before he’d even been down there a minute. I could feel an orgasm ripping itself from my core after less than two. I shivered with my climax, embarrassed at how easily it had come until I saw the satisfaction on Greyson’s face. He got up. “Take off my pants and put this on me.” He handed me a condom.
“Okay,” I breathed. I clumsily unwrapped it, then set it down and suddenly forgot how buttons, zippers, and belts worked. After fumbling with them for too long, I finally got his pants down. I could see the shape of his gorgeous cock pressing against his underwear. I licked my lips, then pulled the underwear down. I could hardly believe what I was doing. This wasn’t me. I didn’t do casual sex. I hardly did sex, period. And here I was… Wow.
“That’s big,” I gasped.
Greyson grinned. “Condom.”
This version of him was different. There was none of the playful, flirtatious edge now. He was so pent up with desire that he was all command and power. It was a little scary, but also sexy in a way I didn’t know I craved. I got the condom and unrolled it over him, feeling my sex clench with need as soon as my fingers touched him there.
I bit my lip, thinking back to how much he’d liked it when I told him I wanted him to lick my pussy. He liked the dirty talk. “I want it,” I said a little too quietly. “I want you inside me, Greyson. Please. Fuck me.” The words had been meant for him, but I felt my body respond to them, too. Warmth rushed through me, and my heart was beating so quickly it felt like a single, screaming note of lust.
“Fuck,” he breathed. He gripped my hips and pulled me to the edge of the counter. It was the perfect height for us, he didn’t even need to get on his tiptoes to position himself between my legs. He wasn’t gentle. I expected him to ease into me, but he slid into me with just a few relentless pumps.
