Page 92 of Pucking Grey

“And I thought I fucked it up when you ghosted me.” He looks up at my eyebrows. “I’ll have to have a serious talk with your brow lady.”

I chuckle as his fingers intertwine with mine. I hook a leg around his hips and bring him closer to me. He groans, cocking his head to the side as his dick grazes me.

“Tell me more,” I demand, feeling my entire body tingling in crazy sensation.

He presses his hard dick against me, and I let out a small moan.

He says, “I’ll do anything I can to always satisfy you.” His open hand forces my face to his. “I promise that I’m yours and only yours.”

I flinch at that declaration. This is so new, and here he is saying words that are heavy.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he says.

I grab his dick and guide him into me. But he hesitates. My body can’t handle this anymore. “Greyson,” I moan.

His eyes are searching mine. “Tell me I’m not freaking you out.”

I shake my head. “Grey, you’re not freaking me out. Of course, I want this. I just hope you’re not saying it because you think it’s what I want to hear.”

He grabs my pussy with his palm. “I’m not that kind of man, Maddie. I don’t care what anyone wants to hear, I say what I feel. And I’ve never felt this way about anyone. And we haven’t even had sex yet.”

I bring my hips up. “Should we stop?”

He bites my bottom lip. “That’s up to you.”

“Up to me?” I grab his dick. “I don’t think I’ve wanted anyone this bad.”

He kisses me deeply. His tongue enters my mouth as he presses his hard cock against me. I think I might faint because all I see are stars. He takes my nipple into his mouth, and I’m loud as I moan from the pleasure. His fingers hook into my mouth as he moves to the other boob. His fingers massage my G-spot and now I’m begging him to stop teasing me.

He positions his dick to enter me, and the force he needs to use to get inside of me causes my body to tense.

“You’re really fucking tight,” he moans. “Are you okay?”

I nod, trying to help him in. Every centimeter of him makes me moan. Once he’s gently pushed himself all the way inside of me, I feel full with his dick all the way inside of me.

“Holy shit,” I pant. “Grey.”

He pulls back, watching the action and then looking into my eyes. “Oh, fuck.”

Those moaning words causes my back to arch. When he thrusts back into me, I cry into his ear.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

I nod. “It feels too fucking good. Oh my god.”

He thrusts again. I thought I was seeing stars before. Now I’m seeing constellations. There’s an entire universe exploding in front of my eyes. I am having sex with Greyson Cress, and he’s so loving and caring andbig.

“Why?” I moan. “Do… you… feel so… good?”

He releases his hand from mine and places his hand on my neck to hold me in this place. He sits up and fucks me hard. I grab the arm that’s holding my neck to brace myself. He places his fingers on my clit, and I can only resist the feeling he’s creating in my body. God, I am trying so hard to resist it, but I look at his face, and I’m so turned on by the sight that I start to orgasm under him. My voice falsettos as he keeps his thrusts hard against me.

“Oh, fuck,” he says in a deep voice, still rubbing me. My body is shaking. “Are you okay?”

I nod as the orgasm comes to an end. “Keep going.”

He slides my legs together to the left. He grips my ass as he slips in and out. “Holy fuck, you’re so fucking wet.”

This position is a whole new sensation now. I moan into the pillow, biting it.

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