The Twins Next Door

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We rush quickly through my doorway hand in hand, taking the stairs up to my bedroom, barely remembering to shut the door behind us.

Grayson removes his shirt before picking me up in one arm, my legs naturally wraps around his waist and he places me against the wall as he kisses me. "Grayson." I pause. "This is my first time."

"And it'll be your best time." He whispers in my ear. Sliding off my skirt and bringing my underwear with it, Grayson moves to my neck. Swiftly he throws me on to the bed before removing his pants and climbing over me. Pulling my shirt off, over my head he throws it on to the floor and showers my body with kisses. I feel him slide into me and I tangle my fingers in the bedsheets as he takes my virginity.

Grayson slides a hand down the right side of my body and grips my butt, moving my body in motion with his thrust. My breathing deepens and I kiss his shoulder as he gets faster and rougher with me. "Grayson." I moan as he cups my breast and nibbles my neck.

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Stirring in my sleep as the sun peeks through a thin line in the curtains, my eyes open. Eyes half shut I role over and cuddle Grayson's warm body, he tightens his grip on me. "Good morning." He whispers.

"Morning." I reply, resting my head on his abs. "What time is it?"

"Almost eight."

"Eight? I need to get ready!" I exclaim.

"I wish I never said anything now." Grayson groans, grabbing my ankle and drawing me back into him.

"Grayson." I chuckle.

"You took my shirt." He smirks. I look down to see Grayson in nothing but his boxers and myself in his white shirt.

"It's very comfy and so is lying here but we need to get up and get ready for school." I say.

"I don't think so." He smirks before, kneeling up and rubbing his hand up my thigh. I feel him brush against my entrance. "We could just play around here instead."

"Grayson we have to get ready." I chuckle.

"You're teasing, you don't have any underwear on." He says.

"I'll make some pancakes." I smile, sitting up and kissing him before heading downstairs.

As I get to the bottom of the stairs I hear my door open and look to see Ethan walk inside. "Okay my door was definitely locked." I state.

"But I still have the key from the other day." Ethan says.

"Give it me." I order, holding my hand out. "You can't just come in here when ever you want."

"Sure, all you have to do is get it." Ethan says before dropping it into his boxers.

"You're disgusting." I scowl, walking into the kitchen and getting the pancake mix out the cabinet.

"Clearly my brothers in your bed so I'll just talk to him later." Ethan states, following me.

"Cool you can leave now." I say, turning on the gas and pouring the mixture into a pan before putting it on the hob.

Suddenly, he spins me around and presses his body to mine, his lips to my ear. "If I had it my way you wouldn't be able to sit for a week." Ethan whispers, his lips brushing again my ear which makes me swallow hard in my throat and my heart rate speed up.