Page 53 of Never Have I Ever
“There’s more?”
He snickers. “You have no idea.” He tugs on my hand until we reach his car, and he leans inside again, but this time, he pulls out a small black bag.
He holds it out, and I take it from him. I love surprises. I open the bag and look inside. My cheeks instantly turn red. “Um,” I say, not able to make eye contact with him.
He knows I’m flustered because he laughs, and then he leans into me. “I want you to use it,” he whispers. “Whenever you feel like you did when we kissed. Whenever you’re turned on, use it and explore.”
“You want me to use this?” I ask, breathing hard.
“Yes.” He tugs my earlobe between his teeth, and I almost moan.
“How?” I ask.
He laughs quietly. “You put it between your legs and move it until it feels good,” he says, with another tug of my earlobe.
“Okay.” I breathe out.
“Yeah?”
I nod, and he grins. “I’ve got to go,” he says, leaving a quick peck on my lips. “Have fun with your new present,” he says, opening his car door and stepping inside. His tone is suggestive, and right now, I wished he would use his gift on me himself.
“Yeah.” I swallow. “I will.”
He smiles again and then backs out of the driveway and drives off. I’m stuck in that same position for who knows how long, just staring at the road where he drove off.
I eventually move my feet, making my way to my apartment. Once I get in, I dispose of the daisies I bought last week and replace them with the roses Grayson got me. I still can’t believe he got me flowers.
I turn around and kick off my shoes and happen to glance at the little black bag standing on the counter in front of me. It’s staring back at me, taunting me, daring me. I have never touched myself before. Until Grayson told me, I thought only boys did that.
Another thing that I’ve been sheltered from. My whole life is rose-tinted glasses, and Grayson is helping me remove them step by step. He’s making me see the world how he sees it.
Grayson said it was normal. Girls can experience pleasure just as much as guys. If it’s anything how he made me feel the other day, I can’t wait to find out for myself.
I keep staring back at the little black bag, sitting there with a toy inside. When I looked at it, it didn’t look intimidating. It looked kind of pretty. It’s small and pink and honestly cute. I can’t believe Grayson got this for me.
I feel heat traveling through my body. My face is hot, my neck is hot, and my whole body is hot all over. I swallow and head towards the counter, pulling the toy out of the bag. I hold it in my hand, running my fingers over it. How does this work?
My heart picks up speed as I stroll toward my bedroom. I feel like I’m doing something wrong, something naughty. I pull my clothes off, wanting some air to hit my skin, and settle in my bed under the sheets. I let myself breathe for a bit, trying to calm my heartbeat down.
I turn the device on, and the sound fills the room. The quiet buzzing of the toy surrounds me, and I press it against my palm, feeling it vibrate against my skin, making it feel numb.
I bring it to my body, pressing it against my chest, bringing it down until it vibrates against my nipples. I gasp, and a moan slips out when the pleasure coils through my body.
I close my eyes, imagining it’s Grayson’s hands, his mouth over my skin as I drag it down my stomach, feeling the vibrations all over my body until I reach the top of my crotch. I take a deep breath in and drag the toy down and fit it between my legs, allowing the wetness to cover the toy, making it so easy to rub it up and down. I press it harder into me until my back arches uncontrollably.
I press it again in the same spot, feeling my body heat up. I think of the kiss. My first kiss. How demanding and controlling Grayson was in that kiss. How he seemed to know exactly what I wanted when I didn’t even know myself. My stomach cramps up, and my breathing becomes deep. A bead of sweat forms on my forehead as I hold the toy between my legs.
I remember Grayson’s hand on my thigh, gripping it as he dragged it up higher and higher. I keep the toy pressed against that sweet spot as my hips buck up. My other hand grips the sheets between my clutched fists, unable to contain the pleasure running through my body.
It gets intense. So intense I close my eyes and muffle the noise into the crook of my elbow. I feel the strong feeling deep in my core, sizzling in my body until I find release, making me shake and writhe as the pleasurable feeling crests inside my body.
When I come down from the high, I throw the toy to the side of my bed and lay there, staring up at my ceiling, unable to move, breathing hard for a while. My whole body feels like it went on a rollercoaster. A journey with an unbelievable climax.
So, that was an orgasm.
Fun.
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