Slut; g.d

Prologue

"What did you want to talk about at this hour?"

"Something, very, very important" His large callulosed hands inched up my thighs and my breathing hitched.

"Stop, gray. Can't it wait until the next day?" i whispered crossing my legs preventing his movements any further up my exposed legs.

My whole body vibrates as he hummed against my skin.

"What is it then?" I whimpered as he made he sucked on my sweet spot.

"I just wanted to say that-" he pushed his lips on mine and I gasp. He took the opportunity to push his tongue, deepening the kiss.

"Well that is news to me" I say out of breathe, my lips touching his lightly.

Grayson laughs his adorable laugh.

"That doesn't suit your bad boy look" I smile poking his cheek. "And if that's all then I must get going"

He smirks, watching me as i adjust my skirt. "Oh no you're not going anywhere. Not until I rip that skirt off of you"

"As convincing as you sound, I can't. He might walk in on us" i sighed, taking his hands off my thighs.

"Which makes it more fun" A low chuckle escaped his mouth.

I am always paranoid and i am compelled to think being paranoid is my best and worst trait. Grayson tells me he likes it when i'm paranoid and that it's cute how i'm worried about the stupid little things.

I think he's just being sarcastic.

"Just a quick one then?" i smirked grabbing him by his shirt.

A smile crept up on his face. The same mischievious smile that started it all. The reason why i was pinned up against the wall at 1 am in the cold of the morning.

The house was extremly quiet and vacant except for the two of us in the corner, amongst the darkness that prevailed inside Grayson Dolan's room.

"Only 15 minutes then I'll let you go" He leaned closer to my face and i closed my eyes, feeling the warmth of his breathe fanning against my cheek.

His hands crept back up on my thighs and i was once again holding my breathe as it went higher until his fingertips curled inside the fabric of my underwear.

I felt the pressure between my hips and it was driving me insane that he was purposefully making his movements slow.

At this point i was grabbing his hands to urge him to do something. Anything.

"Be patient" He growled, his long fingers rubbed me and i bit my lips to contain myself.

His large hand grabbed mine and pinned it above my head as i try to touch his hands.

I wanted more.

He finally inserts one finger inside of me i gasp in pleasure.

"Are you enjoying this?" Grayson teased his lips attached to the skin on my neck, careful not to leave a mark where it will be visible.

"Y-yes, faster" i groaned, biting my lip.

As he inserted his second finger i was a mess. "Grayson" i moaned."Oh my god,"

He removed his fingers before i could climax, a feeling of emptiness left in my stomache.

"Let daddy watch you finish up yourself" Grayson smirks, letting go of my hand that was pinned above my head.

Quickly i put my hands where graysons had been not even a minute ago and i rub myself.

My breathing echoes through the silent night.

As i climaxed and removed my fingers, grayson caught my hand and sucked on my fingers.

"You taste so good babygirl"

"What was that for?" I angrily try to break away from his grip but it only gets tighter.

He smiles against my fingers.

"For being a naughty girl"

"Yeah, well that's usually something to be rewarded" I roll my eyes.

"I didn't mean it like that, Rain" He huffed letting his grip loosen.

"What do you mean then?"

" I mean if you're going to fuck him too, at least would you keep your god damn voice down?"

"He's my boyfriend, Grayson" I scoffed.

"No shit" He moves away from me, leaving me cold as the heat of his body is no longer pressed against mine.

"Why are you acting like this?" I groaned.

He ignored me, his back facing me as he slipped out of his shirt.

"15 minutes are over. You should leave" He says bluntly tossing the shirt on the bed. "Ethan's whipped ass is going to come looking for you anytime now"

And he's back to being an asshole.

"Don't call him that" I crossed my arms, a permanent frown making its way on to my face.

"Not my fault you're boyfriend is whipped and doesn't satisfy your fucking needs" His words were muffled as he places a cigarette upon his parted lips. It danced with every word he said.

"You're a prick"

Grayson leans against the opposite wall and runs his hands through his hair as he watches my every move like I'm some sort of a prey.

"At least I make you wetter and scream louder"

"Can you stop being a douche for once? Or are you afraid being a decent human being for even a second will ruin your stupid bad boy reputation?" I fire back.

I'm aware that I'm lashing out but he can't just keep letting me on with his tough facade when I see right through it.

"Sweetheart, this is just who I am" He comes at me and grips my wrists in both of his hands. His face showed anger and the beautiful hazel eyes that I had hopelessly stared into before had turned a darker color. "And if you don't fucking like it, I suggest you get the hell out of here back to your perfect little life with your perfect little boyfriend"

His grips around my wrists tighten and I can't concentrate on any of his words anymore.

"Grayson, you're hurting me"

He lets me go and I rub my wrists.

"Shit, Rain i-"

"Save it Grayson." My eyes are glossy. "I shouldn't have said yes to your stupid deal anyway"

For a long time i haven't truly been a person who complied by the rules and that has brought me to some bad decisions.

Like right now as I run away from Grayson Dolan and he does absolutely nothing to stop me.

I keep distracting myself with that picture of grayson and i cant concentrate properly on writing,