Sex LESSONS

five

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~Emily's POV~
Grayson was sitting next to me in my bed and tapping his foot.

"Okay. I'm warning you now, things are gonna get very dirty." He warned. I nod.

"First lesson." He began and slipped his shirt off. He crawled on top of me and kissed down my chest.

Fuck me!

Oh my god stop.
My parts are speaking for me.

His hands traveled to my waist, and he pulled off my tights.

Seriously Grayson get off!

He gets off of me. "Stop being so nervous!" He demands and tossed my tights somewhere in the room.

"But you were just-"

"No I wasn't." He interrupted. "Yes you were." I stated. "No. I wasn't." He assured me.

"Kevin says he likes girls with experience right? You obviously have none. Especially since you're all jittery. Just go along with the flow of things." He suggested.

"I was not jittery." I protested.

He placed his hand on my inner thigh and leaned closer. I felt his breath on my neck. He kissed behind my ear and down my neck.

To contain the moans dying to get out, I spoke. "Okay I'm nervous." I admitted. He pulls back with a smirk.

"Let's play a game." He suggested. "What game?" I ask.

"Well, it can either help you stop being so nervous. Or just make you uncomfortable. I don't really care either way. But we'll stride for the first one." He stated.

"Can you explain how to play?" I ask. "Do you know how to play the teasing game?" He asks evilly. I shake my head.

The fuck is he about to do?

"Well I play a little different from everyone else but. We have thirty seconds. If I make you moan, you remove a piece of clothing. Same for me." He stated. I nod.

"If you lose I can make you do whatever, I, want. Get it, got it, good!" He says and stands up off the bed.

"I'll go first." He stated. He motions me to him, I stand up. "Ready?" He asks. I nod hesitantly.

A devilish smirk appeared on his lips and he lustfully grabs my thighs wrapping them around his torso.

He attacks my neck with wet kisses. He pushes me against the wall and trails his hands up my shirt. He whispers in my ear. "I want you. So, bad!" He stated huskily.

I lost!

He fucking cheated, by speaking.

That's an instant loss!

I feel his bulging length and let out a soft moan. I instantly regret it when I hear his laughter.

"You fucking cheated!" I stated.

"No I didn't." He defended. "Yes you did, with the whispering. And the kisses. And the touching my thighs. And the 'I want you so bad." I stated mimicking his voice.

"That's just how you play the game. If you don't like it you can quit." He suggested. "I don't quit." I stated, and he put me down. "Then it's your turn." He responded.

He sits on the bed. I exhale and roll my eyes.

Two can play that game.

I sit on his lap and place my hands around his neck.