puck you

volume four

"Touch me, Grayson," you begged lightly, causing Grayson to bite on his lip before nearing you. Your heart only quickened by the millisecond as he gently pressed your front against the lockers, his hands immediately finding your waist to arch your ass back against his dick.

You nearly let out a moan when you felt him getting harder behind you. He would destroy you with his dick, and you knew that. You wanted that.

Grayson went to nibble on your earlobe, and once you craned your neck to give him further access, he went down to kiss your sweet strawberry scented skin, sucking on the skin belonging to the side of your neck, surely to leave a visible hickey or two.

You were surprised when he suddenly put one of his hands down your panties to touch your throbbing pussy, slowly rubbing two fingers down against the lips, drenching them in your heavy arousal. Out of instinct, you moved your ass against his cock, causing him to let out a strangled moan.

Still touching you and kissing you, Grayson used his free hand to untie the elastic band you had on the front of his jersey, immediately going to lift it up afterwards and grip your bare boobs in his large hand, sending shivers across the skin there. His mouth nearly watered at the sight of your perky nipples and perfectly circular tits, by the looks of it you didn't need a bra anyway and he was glad for you choosing to go with none.

"Gray," you breathed out, one hand gripping the lockers while the other went to his wrist, hoping for him to move faster when it started to feel really good. The sight of his knuckles moving and quickening looked incredible, knowing what he was doing to you with a simple movement.

"Definitely wetter than I thought," he said against your ear, sending another gentle bite to the lobe before completely letting go of you and lightly spanking your ass. "Lie down on the bench for me, princess."

His earlier words about eating you out got you even more turned on, and so you complied, and were about to slide your panties down your legs to go along with your shorts on the ground, when Grayson gave you a tiny glare. "That's my job. You do what I ask you to do."

"Jeez. Yes, sir," you teased, causing him to clench his jaw. You then sat at the end of the bench, so that you were able to lie down straight on your back if needed. Since Grayson's jersey had fallen back down to cover up your body, you lifted it up over your breasts again and started playing with them while your other hand gripped the bench behind you.

You bit on the tip of your finger when Grayson kneeled down, gripped your hips, and leaned in to give innocent kisses to your inner thighs. He was driving you crazy, especially when he went to your covered cunt and gripped your panties - right where it covered your pussy - in between his teeth to move it to the side and look at your glory. He breathed out, and you shivered at the cool air as he hooked his thumb around the fabric to keep it back in place.

"What do you want, baby?"

You moaned. "You, Gray..."

He gave you his intense stare, bringing his free thumb up to suck into his mouth before bringing it down to rub achingly slow figure eights against your clit. "Gotta be more specific."

You almost let out a frustrated whine. "You, your mouth, your fingers, your... fucking cock. I want it."

"You want my cock? Where do you want it..."

This fucker. He knew. He just wanted to hear you say it - admit it. "You got a big fucking ego, don't you?" He started pulling away then with a shrug, but you were desperate, reaching over for his wrist once again. "My pussy..." Grayson stopped and looked up at you, brows raised. "Please... please, Gray? I want your mouth on my pussy and then I want your cock inside me."

Grayson didn't think it was possible for him to get as hard as he currently was.

"Or are you really going to let my ex try and do it again?" you asked, clutching onto his hand to keep it where it was. He still had his thumb on your clit, he just wasn't moving it any longer.

"He's not going anywhere fucking near you," he said, not even going to use his fingers again and instead already diving in with his perfect heart-shaped lips.
He went all in, kissing it like it was your own mouth, latching onto a lip to suck on it before gently pulling on it and letting it go before hungrily continuing on with your swollen clit, slurping and devouring on the rest of your heavy juices.

Since the cloth was in the way, he easily ripped your panties off and threw them somewhere behind him. His hands were hooked around your thighs, which were the only thing bare due to your knee socks, but he decided to leave them on you just because they looked so nice, and he'd even dig his fingers inside them to touch the skin above your knees.

He was swirling his tongue around, dipping his head down to your ass to make sure he got a taste of every part that belonged to you, and then he was staring up at you with those lips of his pursed around your clit before latching onto it and letting go of it ever so slowly.

"You have no idea how badly I've been wanting to taste this pretty little pussy of yours," he pulled away to say, going to grip your hands next to intertwine your fingers together and hold them at the sides of your thighs as your feet softly touched and raked across his broad back.

Grayson looked like he would eat you out until you were dry - which was impossible because of what he was doing and how he looked doing it. Each time he would get every possible drip out of you, he'd have to repeat his actions because there was just so much coming out of you, yet it was so delicious to him. Your wetness would sure make it easy for him to just slip inside and fuck you hard and good.