Page 18 of Not A Whisper

A slight tremor rushes through Grant’s body. “Always, huh?”

“Well, as long as you want me around.” I shrug, trying to act as indifferent as I can. If forever was an option…

Nope, don’t go there. Remember: new year, new mindset.

“Hm…”

It’s his only warning. He moves and suddenly I find myself on my back with Grant over top of me once more. His lips come down on mine as his hands slide down my arms. His fingers find mine and weave through them. Grant’s tongue finds its way into my mouth. Lifting my legs, I wrap them around his waist and rub myself against his erection.

I eat up Grant’s groan just before he pulls away.

“Use me now, Grant,” I whisper into the darkness. The tension has receded from his body, but I know his mind is still far away. Somehow, I can sense that he’s still trying to escape the hopelessness he’s feeling.

One of his hands pulls away from mine and slides down my stomach, beneath my panties to between my legs. His fingertips brush against my clit. I stifle a groan. As sweet as this gesture is, I know what Grant needs right now.

“No,” I press my hips flush against his so he can’t move his hand. “Useme, Grant. Play with your doll. Use me however you need.”

Grant pauses, his body stiffening. “You sure, dollface?”

“Play with me, Grant,” I plea.

Grant growls before he moves. My panties are torn away before he grabs and yanks open my thighs. He pulls his hips back just enough to position himself at my entrance, then he thrusts forward. I bite my lip to keep from screaming at the stinging stretch as he sinks all the way into my body until ourhips are flush. A low, guttural groan vibrates through his body.

“Fucking hell, dollface. You’re so fucking perfect.”

Grant doesn’t wait to allow for my body to adjust to the intrusion. He pulls back out and slams home again, and then again and again. His pace picks up, and soon Grant’s drilling as deep as he can go into my body, hard and fast. I slide back and forth against the mattress. Above me, Grant switches between snarls and moans. His pent-up frustration comes out with every snap of his hips. It’s deliciously animalistic.

My eyes cross as my own pleasure builds.

Slowly, my body begins to relax. Warmth leaks into my limbs and my pussy grows wetter with each harsh stroke. A soft moan replaces the scream that had welled up, and this time I let the sound free.

“You like that, dollface?” Grant hisses. “Do you like to be used like the filthy fucking toy you are?”

“Yes.”

“Damn right you do. You were made for this.For me,” he adds quickly. I can’t see his face, but I can hear the way his teeth are clenched. “You’re such a perfect toy…”

Grant pulls out of me. Immediately, I feel bereft and achy.

“No, don’t stop, Grant!”

Grant’s dark chuckle slithers around in the darkness. “Don’t worry, I have no plans to.”

He grabs and flips me onto my stomach. He pulls my hips up and then slams right back inside of me. We both groan at the sound of my wet pussy sucking Grant’s dick into me. My legs start to tremble and my toes curl as he thrusts with unbridled zest. Just as my body starts to bear down on Grant’s dick, Grant’s hips still against my ass before he freezes and cums into me, roaring loudly.

I bite my bottom lip, breathing through my nose as I try tocalm my trembling nerves. My orgasm is so near that I know I could probably still chase it if I wanted to. But this isn’t about me, this was for Grant. I can take care of myself later.

Behind me, Grant breathes heavily. His hands don’t loosen on my hips, nor does he pull out. He simply hunches over my body as he recovers. As his dick begins to soften, Grant finally dislodges from me. I collapse onto my stomach with a sigh. Grant moves but not to fall beside me. Instead, he crawls toward the side of the bed. Ignoring him for a moment, I lay there, enjoying the feel of his cum leaking from my body.

A buzzing noise clicks on, breaking the silence.

My head jerks up off the bed as it dips. Before I can push myself up right, Grant’s between my legs again, spreading them wide.

“What—Ah!” My vibrating dildo slides through his cum and plunges deep inside of me.

“Did you think I was going to leave you hanging, dollface?” Grant asks from the darkness. “My perfect toy…”

I push my hips back into the vibrator as I gasp into my pillow. My hands fist the sheets as the vibrations reach deep inside of me. Grant pumps the dildo slowly in and out of me. The extra nub that juts out from the toy teases my clit. It doesn’t take long for my orgasm to strike. Having been on the precipice just moments ago, my body is ready to make that leap.

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