I woke in Grayson's arms, his hand gently wrapped around my neck, holding me against him. I felt uneasy getting ready and sitting with Ashton, last night was still on my mind.
I feel him nudge me and turn, his grin widens, and I laugh. Somehow, Ashton settles my nerves, his childish nature and jokes help me relax. I feel his mouth kissing down my neck, his words taunting me. Standing, I slip down my underwear and straddle him. His eyes widen and I laugh.
“Cutie pie.”
Leaning forward I lick his lips, my hands lifting my top and throwing it. As I lower myself on his c**k he groans, grasping my hips and moving me so I grind against him. My moans begin to get louder, and his hand clamps over my mouth.
It gives me the freedom I need, I begin to work my hips against him, watching his head
