“Whatever.” I pulled his shirt off as he unclasped my bra.
“You have beautiful br**sts.” His fingers gingerly played with my ni**les.
“Am I supposed to say thank you?”
“You can.” He laughed and gave me another surprised look. “You’re different than I thought you would be.”
“Because you’re the expert on women?”
“I know women pretty well. I knew when I saw you yesterday in your slutty outfit that you weren’t a slut.”
“Really?” It was my turn to laugh. “I sure feel like a bit of a slut right now.”
“Why?” He grinned at me before dropping his mouth down to my right breast and sucking gently on my nipple. I squirmed beneath him as his fingers continued playing with my other nipple. I couldn’t believe that I was letting him do this to me, but my body couldn’t resist.
“Because you could be the shadiest man alive and I’m...oooh!” I cried out as he teeth bit down hard on my nipple and then sucked gently. “Oh, God, Greyson,” I cried out again as he continued his assault on my ni**les.
“Yes, Meg?” He looked up at me and winked.
“Nothing,” I groaned. “Absolutely nothing.”
“If they could see you now right…”
“Who?” I whispered, confused.
“All the people who thought you were a goody two-shoes.”
“What people?”
“The people who would be shocked to see you making love to a man you met yesterday.”
“We’re not making love.”
“I’m sucking on your nipple and I’m about to devour you with my tongue. It’s as close as we can get without my c**k filling you up.”
I pushed against him reluctantly, not really wanting him to stop what he was doing but not wanting him to think I was succumbing this easily. “You should go. I have to pass this test.”
“I think I’m helping you pass.” He kissed down my stomach. “I’ve a feeling you would have fallen asleep if I hadn’t joined you.”
“Maybe, maybe not.”
“This way, I can guarantee you will stay awake.”
“You’re so cocky.”
“I’d rather have my c**k in.”
“Funny.” I rolled my eyes and he laughed.
“What can I say? You bring out my inner comedian. The one that hasn’t been seen in a long time.”
“You wanted to be a comedian?”
“Yeah, actually. When I was in high school.” His tongue entered my belly button and he kissed my stomach. My legs clenched together as my panties grew wet.
“Really?” I knew I sounded surprised.
“Yes, really.” His voice sounded nostalgic. “When I was in elementary school, one of my uncles took me to a stand-up show. I thought it was hilarious and practiced every night for about five years. Then, when I was a sophomore in high school, I put on a show. The crowds loved me. Everyone loved me and thought I was hilarious. I then decided that I was going to be a comedian when I grew up, but my father eventually persuaded me otherwise.”
“Oh?”
“Enough about me.” He continued kissing my stomach and then I felt his fingers undoing my pants. I froze as he slid my pants down my legs and onto the ground. “Let’s focus on you.”
“Do you wish you had become a comedian?” I pressed on, wanting to know more about the real Greyson, as I had a feeling this was a side of him that every few people got to see.
“No.” His voice was gruff and his fingers roughly pulled my panties down. “Now be quiet.”
“Don’t tell me what to—ooooh.” I fell back against the bed and cried out as he buried his face between my legs. “Greyson!” I gasped as his tongue licked around my clit furiously. I could feel his breath on me and I shivered, but my pu**y was aching to feel his tongue on my aching spot. “Please.” I clenched my legs around his neck and shoulders, trying to force him to lick me on that spot with his tongue. He continued to circle my clit, and I reached down and grabbed his shoulders, squeezing them hard and pushing him closer towards me. “Please,” I pleaded and then cried out in pleasure as his tongue finally touched that spot. His mouth closed in on my clit and sucked hard. “Oooh!” I screamed as my body trembled and buckled beneath his touch.
As soon as his tongue entered me, I came. I couldn’t control it, and I felt him lapping up my juices eagerly as I climaxed on his face. I lay back after my orgasm was finished, feeling satisfied and hornier than ever. But Greyson wasn’t done. Instead, I felt his fingers spreading my legs wider and his tongue back on me.
“Again?” I whispered as my body shivered at the light touch of his tongue teasing me again.
“I could do this all day. You taste so sweet and salty,” he groaned against me and kissed back up to my face. “Taste yourself on me.”
“No.” I shook my head.
“I want you to taste what I taste.” His lips pressed against mine and his tongue entered my mouth slowly. I trembled as I lightly sucked his tongue. My hands were in his hair and his fingers were tracing lines around my br**sts when I felt the tip of his c**k next to my stomach.
“What are you doing?” I gasped as I reached down and felt his bare c**k hanging out of his pants.
“What are you doing?” h whispered back as I continued caressing his cock. He pulled away from me slightly, placed the tip of his c**k on my clit, and started rubbing it gently against me.
“No,” I groaned as my body buckled underneath him. The feel of his hardness on me was too much for me to take, and I could feel another orgasm building up.
“You don’t like it?” His c**k continued teasing me, and I felt the tip of him at my entrance. My whole body stilled as I waited for him to enter me. “Answer me, Meg.” He looked down at me with lust-filled eyes. The tip of his c**k moved about a centimeter inside of me and I wriggled on the bed to get him to fill me up completely.
“I like it,” I whispered and reached my arms around his back to push him into me. “Please.”
“Please what?” He laughed and slowly withdrew the tip of his c**k so that it was rubbing up and down on me again, tormenting me with pleasure. It felt long and hard and ready, and I wanted to reach down and grab it and push it inside of me.
“Nothing.” I wrapped my legs around his waist, but my strength was nothing compared to his.