"I want to kill him." I tell everyone.
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"No. Do not stoop to his level." Grayson says, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"How can I stoop to his level when he is dead?" I say.
I feel like a part of me, is changing. I'm not this little girl anymore. I am this girl who has 14 years of anger since my mother died. I am done. I want him to be gone. I do not care if I go to jail killing him. I just want my mom to have justice, I want her soul to be freed.
"Still. Maya, you cannot kill him." Ethan says.
"Why not? You think, I'm not capable of doing it?"
"Maya, you are not capable of doing it." Grayson says giving me a weak smile. I roll my eyes.
"He needs to pay what he did. He killed my mother, and that mother fucker knows it." I say, no emotion.
I turn my heel and run up to my room slamming the door.
I plop on my bed with my stomach touching the bed. I hear door open and close. I pick my head up and turn, It's Grayson. He locks the door.
"Maya..." He drags out my name.
"Grayson..." I say mocking him. My voice is muffled in the pillows.
He slaps my ass hard. "Fuck!" I jolted up. I sit up and lean my back against my headboard. "Why the fuck did you do that?" I laugh.
"Sorry, I had to," He smirks, "You didn't have to." I say getting up. His head hung down, "But, I liked it." I said to him, his face lit up, and all he sees is my little smirked face.
(A/N: SMUT WARNING!)
Grayson bites his lips. "Come here." He says, pulling me closer to him. Our faces are close, noses are touching. He leans in and attaches our lips together. Our lips move in sync.
I wrap my arms around his neck, and his arms around my waist pulling me closer to him. Our chests touching. He places his hand on my thigh.
His hand slowly moving up to my heat. Making me all sorts of emotions. I could feel myself getting wet from his touch.
"Grayson..." I breathe out.
"Yeah, babygirl?" He says, smirking.
"Don't play." I bite my lip.
As soon as I said that, he takes off my pants and throws them across the room. He then takes off my shirt, and his shirt.
He's in his boxers and I'm in my black lacy bra and underwear.
He places me on the middle of the bed, and he goes on top of me. He lowers himself, giving me kisses all down my breasts, and stomach. His one hand lurks behind my back, and snaps off my bra, throwing it.
His eyes, go straight to my breasts, biting his lip. I smirk at him. He goes more down, without breaking any contact with my brown eyes, he bites on my lacy black thong. He takes his finger and rubs my heat. Making me moan.
"Wow, baby, you're already soaking wet. I wonder who made you do that." He says sarcastically. "Who made you do that, beautiful?" He says.
Rubbing my heat, making me feel like I'm going to climax. "You." I whisper.
"Huh? What was that babygirl?" He says.
"You, daddy." I moan out. He smirks.
He bites off my thong and throws that across the room also. He spreads my legs out, he kisses my inner thighs, making me whimper.
"Stop teasing." I say.
"Stop teasing... what?"
"Stop teasing... daddy." I bit my lip. And then, he shoves his tongue inside me.
My back arches off the bed, my moans fill my entire room. His tongue swirls around inside me. His tongue flicks against me, making me grip onto the bed sheets. My moans get louder every second. Making me forget that his family is downstairs. But, I don't fucking care, and I don't think Grayson does too.
"Daddy, I'm going to come." I tell him.
He takes his tongue out, He pulls down his boxers, walking to his pants taking out a condom. "Always come prepared." I laugh, and he rips the condom open this his mouth. He slips is on, and goes on top of me.
He spreads out my legs, and I felt like I wanted to be in control, so I flipped us over. So now I'm on top, and he's on the bottom. His face looked confused, and I give him a big ole smirk.
I lower myself on him, he moans. His moans are my favorite song. Once he's in me, I start going slow, getting used to his size. Reality hit me. I'm having my first with Grayson Dolan, well, better make it memorable.
Once I got used to his size, I start goin a bit faster. He grunts. I start rolling myself in him, making him moan like crazy. I lower myself on him, attaching my lips on his, I bring myself up, and put my hand on his chest, bouncing and riding the shit out of him.
"Maya...." He moans out.
I feel my walls get tight, I'm hitting my high, and I think he is too. I pull out of him, before he could even come.
"Bend over the edge of the bed." He says. And I do as he says.
He sticks it up my ass, making me moan out so fucking loud that the neighbors can hear.
He goes in and out fast, making me grip on the bed sheets. "Faster." I moan out to him. He does what he is told.
"You're so tight baby." He says panting.
He then starts spanking my ass, making me moan out. Loud.
Then his thrusts began to get sloppier, and we're hitting our highs.
Seconds after, we both came and we collapsed on the bed cuddling.
"You know Gray... you were my first." I breath out. We're both sweaty and hot. "And let's say, for my first, that was fucking amazing."
He chuckles, my head was on his chest and I could feel like vibration of his chuckle.
"Glad to hear that." He wraps his hand on my waist and we both fall asleep.
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I wake up being sore. I groan at every movement I make, but I know that I would have to get up, and do shit because I'm always a busy ass person.
I grab my phone from my night stand and I open it. It's 12pm in the afternoon. Well, I guess doing shit is off the table.
I scroll through my notifications, and I see tons of text messages from Lilly.
I swipe on one of them.
Lilly: You father went by my house. I know by now, Grayson has told you everything. But, please understand me. Please understand where I'm coming from. I had to do it. To protect you.
A gasp lets out of my mouth. I throw my phone. "FUCK!" I yell, I am mad that I strongly got out of Grayson's grip. My yelling and my movement woke him up.
He jumps off the bed, and put his hands behind me, around my waist.
"What's wrong?" He asks, kissing my neck.
I pull away from him and put on a silky pink nightgown.
He puts on his boxers. "Lilly was at my father's house."
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Next chapter has an inspiration, by Ariana's new song, No Tears Left to Cry.
It's about moving on.
new chapter soon.
- m
