Suddenly large hands were on my thighs, forcing them wider.
I let out a cry as I opened my eyes and looked down to see Grayson’s head disappearing between my legs.
“Funfetti,” I gasped out as his tongue began to lick methere. I was panting and moaning as he traced the slit, his tongue swirling around the hard nub that I had just been teasing with my fingers.
I moaned as he lifted my hips to give him a better angle.
He was sucking on my clit now, and I tangled my fingers in his hair as I felt everything inside me tighten, building up to sweet release.
I came with a cry, hopefully not too high-pitched, but I was too lost, too swept away on the pleasure he gave me to really care. Grayson milked the aftershocks of the pleasure with his mouth, still licking me until the tremors stopped.
“Man, no wonder people do all sorts of crazy stuff for sex,” I said, closing my eyes as I sprawled on his bed. “That was amazing.”
“I thought I told you not to come back here,” he said, straddling me on the bed. His deep voice reverberated around the room.
“Are you going to have your way with me?” I slurred, barely opening my eyes to look up at him.
“No.” His voice was harsh.
He reached down and grabbed my blouse then ripped it in one smooth motion. He unhooked my bra and cast it aside.
“I can’t believe you made me come,” I marveled, looking up at him.
“Lexi, stop babbling.”
“You’re the first man who’s ever made me come.”
His breath caught.
“I want you to do it again,” I breathed.
My legs were still splayed. He reached down to the zipper of the flimsy unlined skirt and tore it right down the seam.
“You broke the rules,” he said in a low, crooning voice.
I gasped as his hand trailed over my body, tracing the underside of my breast then up to pinch a nipple.
“But I want a treat,” I said.
His fingers trailed down to my panties.
“Girls who break the rules don’t get a treat.”
He flipped me over so I rested on my forearms and knees, butt in the air. I spread my legs wider, offering myself to him. I had clearly been hijacked by Tinker Bell’s crazy aunt, the sex fairy, and she wanted Grayson in hernow.
He stroked me between my legs, and I whimpered in anticipation. Then he plunged two fingers in my opening, making me gasp.
I rocked back against him as he stroked me with his fingers. I didn’t think I had ever been that wet in my life. The panties I was still wearing were absolutely soaked.
“You can do better than that,” I gasped.
He slapped me on the butt, not too hard, but enough to make me jump. Then he added another finger.
I squirmed against him, needing him to fill me with more.
“I want you,” I moaned.
Grayson responded by grabbing my thigh, forcing it up, then pressing his face between my legs, mouthing me through the panties.
