Page 86 of Never Have I Ever
I let out a laugh. “Hi,” I whisper back, smiling up at his dark eyes. His face is so close to me. We're looking into each other's eyes. This feels way too intimate, and I love it. Damn it, Grayson. I snap my eyes closed, trying to differentiate between sex and feelings. If Grayson can do it, so can I. I think.
He lifts up onto his knees again and grabs my hips, pulling them to meet his thrusts. I keep my eyes closed, focusing on the immense pleasure building as the room fills with his grunts and my breathless whimpers.
My hand drifts down, and I touch myself, rubbing my clit like I love Grayson doing to me. I rub in slow circles, teasing myself as Grayson fucks me.
“Oh, fuck yeah.” He grunts. “Touch yourself, that’s it, baby.”
I moan, unable to contain the pleasure of his words. He called me baby. He’s never done that before.
“I need more,” I say breathlessly.
“What do you need?” he asks me, slowing his thrusts.
I shake my head. That’s the opposite of what I want. “More. Faster. Harder.” I gasp.
“There’s a difference between faster and harder, Rosie. Which one?” He asks, still thrusting slowly inside of me.
I need him to speed up. I feel the orgasm cresting inside of me. “Faster,” I tell him again.
“You’re dripping all over my cock.” Grayson grunts, thrusting faster into me, making me throw my head back as he hits a spot inside me that I can feel in my throat.
A gasp gets caught in my throat as he speeds up. “Open your eyes for me, Rosie,” he says.
I open my eyes and look up at him, and I’m met with his hooded eyes filled with lust. The sight of him makes my walls squeeze around him, which he must have felt because his eyes drift closed for a minute, and he throws his head back with a groan.
When he opens his eyes, they find mine, and he speeds up his thrusts for a few seconds and then slows down again. I cry out again, and he laughs. “You’re close,” he says. “I can feel it.” One of his hands leaves my hips and drifts to where my finger is on my clit. He places his own on top of mine, adding pressure to it. “Keep touching yourself. I want to feel you come all over my dick.”
I nod, quickening my movements, and his hand grabs my hips again. “You want fast?” He asks.
I nod enthusiastically. “Yes.” I moan.
He grins. “Fuck, you’re sexy,” he says, and then he finally speeds up enough to make me cry. He holds my hips in place while he fucks me fast and deep until I fall back onto the bed and cry out in pleasure as I reach my peak.
I feel myself clench around him, tightening the hold of his dick inside of me, which must make him lose control because not even seconds later, he stills and groans as he comes inside of me, spilling into the condom.
He crashes onto the bed beside me as we breathe through the orgasm we both had. He disposes of the condom as I lie on his bed, out of breath but satisfied.
He joins me a minute later and lies beside me on the bed, twisting my head to face him with his thumb on my chin. “How was that?”
I smile. I smile because it was perfect. I smile because it was him. I smile because I never want to do this with anyone but him. I smile because I can’t ever tell him that. I smile because I can’t cry. “Perfect,” I tell him.
He tucks me into his chest, and I bite my lip to keep the tears down. I know without a doubt in my heart that I’m way too deep in this. I know that I’m falling for Grayson, I’m already halfway there.
Unfortunately, he will never feel the same.
What have you done, Rosie?
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Vibrant pleasures
Grayson
Every sound makes my head snap toward the door. My eyes keep drifting, waiting for her to come out. Jesus, how much longer?
My hands are itching to pull out a cigarette, but I can't do that because I quit smoking for this girl. And now here I am, waiting for her to come out of class so I can spend more time with her.
After we had sex the other day, I kept picturing her underneath me, panting, begging, smiling at me. I wanted it to be good for her, and when she told me it was perfect, it made my chest tense. I didn’t want the moment to end. I wanted to keep her there, tucked against my chest, and feel her breath on my skin.
