I like you better with no clothes on | g.d + e.d

Pulled Apart

"Please just listen to me. I really don't want to argue. I just want everything to come out alright for us. So let me say everything and then we can talk about it." He says softly. I walk up to him and sit down infront of him, looking up into his eyes. "I'm listening." He rubs his head, before taking a breath. "I'm not going to lie to you and deny what you saw on my snapchat. It's true, I have a lot of girls that I talk to. And I know I shouldn't have reacted the way I did but I just felt.. jealous. These past days have been the best I've ever had and having you in my arms made it even better. Please don't let me lose what we have." he grabbed my hand, rubbing his thumb on it softly. I closed my eyes, a single tear running down my face. I wanted so much more than what he wanted. He wanted me as something to fuck, that was the plan. But every minute I stuck by him, the more I fell in love with him. I know stopping what we had would help me forget about him, but I've never had such a lust for one man before. "Okay. I still want this agreement to work." I opened my eyes, looking to see him smiling at me. "Thank god." He breathed, pulling me into a kiss. I was tense at first but began relaxing into him. His touch was like a drug, once I got it, I couldn't stop. I straddled onto his lap, my lips still latched on his. I snaked my hands around his neck pulling him closer to me. He bit my lip before pulling away. I whimpered, not realising how much I wanted him on me. "Why did you stop?" I sulked. "Because we need to take it slow. I know that we're friends with benefits, but I realised that if we want this to work, we should think about what we do Helena." 

I didn't want to take it slow. If we took it slow, then I'd just fall in love with him even more. I'd notice small things that would be different if it was in the moment, just full of want. "I don't want to take it slow Grayson." I let out, looking deeply into his eyes. He ran his hand through his slightly messy hair, which I loved. I didn't want to think about things like this. I grabbed his head, pulling him into me. He responded quickly, deepening it. I slowly moved my hips on top of him, making him jerk in surprise. I sped up as I could feel his dick pressing against me. I tried to pull him closer than humanly possible, making him put his hands on my hips. I knew I should have stopped, but I couldn't. There was something about him, like his body went perfectly against mine. He flipped me onto my back, him laying over me once again. I moved my hands to my face, looking deeply into his eyes. Did I want to do this to myself? Before I could think anymore, he brought his lips to mine. I moved my arms around his neck as his hands wandered to my underwear, lightly moving his fingers over the edges. I shivered, bucking slightly at his touch. He brought his fingers back up to his face and pulled away from my lips putting them in his mouth to make them wet. 

My breath hitched. He was so seductive, no matter what he did. He looked me in the eyes, slowly reaching back down and under my panties this time. I relaxed my legs, spreading them further apart. He pushed his fingers in steadily, making me whimper. He began moving in and out as I arched my back, letting out a strong gasp. Speeding up, my moans grew louder until I was going to reach a scream. "Fuck.. Grayson right there!" I let out as he kept hitting my g spot, the usual warmth growing intensely through my body. He sped up, making me grab onto his back as my whole body started moving erratically. "I'm going to c-" I stopped, the orgasm hitting me earlier than I thought as he sped up even more than I thought was possible. I grabbed his hand, pulling his fingers out of me as I came onto the bed. I had never squirted before, but it made Grayson look at me in fascination. I put my finger in my mouth and closed my legs, leaving him stunned from what just happened.

"Fuck, that was hot." he breathed, making me chuckle lightly. He lowered to my neck, leaving his mark. I pulled him away, not wanting to go any further because I was still mad at the way he acted yesterday. "I want food. Can I make some?" I ask. "Right now? But I want have some fun.." he smirked, moving his hands over my body. "Well I want to have some cereal" I say, ignoring him. I got out of his grasp and went to his drawers, picking out a white top that was extremely oversized for me. "Are you coming or not?" I ask, him laying down, already looking at his phone, smiling at something on the screen. I couldn't let my jealousy get to me, nor could I jump to conclusions. I rolled my eyes and left the room, slamming the door to emphasise my irritation with him. Opening Ethan's, he was in just a towel, freshly out of the shower. His hair was still wet and his chest was slightly damp. "Oh hey" he said, putting a second towel over his head and rubbing roughly, making it drier. I didn't reply, just gawked at him. He looked at me, confused at my reaction. "Are you sure I'm the one who likes to stare?" he chuckles, teasing me from what I said before. "Huh?" I said, shaking my head to stop myself from daydreaming. "Nothing. So what do you need?" He asks, picking up some boxers and sliding them on under the towel. Removing the towel, he looks at me waiting for an answer. "Oh uhm.. I was just wondering.." I hesitated, unsure of what to say. Why was I even in here for? "Nevermind, I'm going to go down and make myself some food." I say, heading for the door. "Sounds good, I'll come with you."