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“I wishwe could take her with us,” Sanford mumbles, his gaze fixed on the glowing red taillights of her car, receding into the distance.
We gifted her the Mini Cooper for her birthday, a gesture that held a deeper meaning than a simple present.At my request, Aunt Ainsley hired her as a teacher-assistant when she turned fourteen to help with her tuition and provide her with some much-needed spending money.
When she turned sixteen, Sanford and I pooled our resources and purchased the car, persuading my aunt to handle it as a company perk, similar to her cellphone and other essentials her mother refused to provide.
After all, according to her mother’s perspective, a ballerina only needed leotards, leggings, and pointe shoes.It infuriates me to witness such treatment of someone so delicate and precious.
“A few more months,” Sanford murmurs, his grip tightening on my hand as he pulls me into his warm embrace.“She’ll be in college, far away from her mother’s influence.”
Reluctant to dwell on the future, I divert our conversation.“So, you love me, huh?”I ask playfully, hoping we can go back to his place to make out.
“Of course I do,” Sanford replies without hesitation, his eyes shimmering with love and sincerity.“And although I’d love nothing more than to continue that kiss, I need to know your plans for the weekend.You called saying you landed, and she needed us, but didn’t mention how long you’ll be in town.”
“I leave on Sunday night,” I growl, frustration seeping into my voice.“My parents didn’t allow me to skip a week.Something about missing opportunities and wasting time.”
Sanford’s eyes flicker with something I can’t understand.“Let’s check with the guys and see if I can take a few days off.If they agree, I’ll travel with you.”
“You would do that?”I ask, a mixture of surprise and gratitude washing over me.
He winks playfully.“Of course I would because I want to spend some quality time with you before Too Far From Grace embarks on their next tour.”
Sanford
Greyson ends up coming with me.We don’t speak much as we enter my apartment.The air crackles with electricity, intensifying the atmosphere.His captivating green eyes possess a profound depth that summons me, luring me toward him like a magnetic force.
As our lips finally meet, a whirlwind of sensations bursts within me.It’s a collision of souls, an intimate concert fueled by loving notes, yearning, and longing.
The touch of his warm lips against mine ignites an inferno, sending sparks of fiery passion coursing through my veins.Every fiber of my being becomes engulfed in a wildfire of desire.
It’s not just his lips that I crave.I yearn to unravel the essence of his soul and explore every inch of his body.With each gentle brush of our lips, I long to delve into the depths of his heart, savoring the intensity of his love.It’s exquisitely agonizing, a beautiful torment.We become two merging flames, creating a blaze that can never be extinguished.
Our kiss begins to unfurl again.We remain lost in our own world.Our breaths intertwine, creating a delicate and passionate melody of shared desires.It’s akin to the music we played earlier today, but now the instruments are our mouths producing the soft moans, following the rhythm of our breaths, and our bodies, entwined, dance to the melody.
I unzip Greyson’s jeans, feeling a surge of anticipation.He swiftly pulls off his t-shirt, revealing a sculpted physique that intensifies my longing.When I glance up, our eyes lock, and I’m met with a gaze burning with unbridled desire.I flick his nipple while palming his hard length through his boxer briefs.“I need you,” I say.
He lets out an incoherent groan, a primal sound of hunger, as I lead us to my room.There’s a sense of urgency as I push him onto my bed, the air pulsating with anticipation.I lick my lips.
“You look as if you’re ready to devour your final feast,” he remarks with a gruff voice.A flicker of angst dances in his eyes, a mix of desire and uncertainty.
“That’s the plan.What do you think?Are you up for that?”I ask, tugging down his boxers, groaning when his hard length springs free.
I wrap a hand around his cock, tugging it gently.Before falling on my knees, I pull out the lube and a condom from my nightstand.Once ready, I dart out my tongue and flick it over his swollen head.
This.I’ve been thinking about this moment—us—for months.Sure, I could’ve waited for the two of them, but if I can have a taste of what we’ll become, I’ll take it.
I’ll take anything he’ll give me.I want to savor the feeling of his cock against my tongue, my length inside him.I bury my face in Grey’s crotch, sucking one of his balls into my mouth, then the other.
“Fuck, I’m going to come now,” Grey groans.
“Don’t.Let me make this good for you, babe,” I say, before I put my mouth on his length, taking it all the way to the back of my throat.With my hand, I spread his cheeks, spread some lube and push a finger inside.
“Fuck,” Grey moans.“This is better than a fucking dildo.”
“You use dildos?”
“How else do you think I get off when I think of you?”His words almost make me come.“I have toys.A dildo for my ass and a plastic pussy for my dick.I imagine having the two of you in my bed.”
“You do, huh?”I ask, pumping my finger in and out before I add two more.I want to loosen him, make it good for us.It’s tight, and I’m ready to fuck him, but I don’t want to hurt him.
