Naya moans a little louder as Grant teases her. She responds by moving her hand down, and begins palming him through his boxers. If it’s the teasing game they were going to play, then she wasn’t going to go down without a fight. Naya moans again and tilts her head back, letting her hormones take over completely. “I love you Grant.” she moans softly.
Grant bites down on her neck a little harder, milking Naya’s moans for all they were worth. He feels her hand on him and his eyes flutter closed, groaning against the side of her neck. He leans up to connect their lips again, murmuring her name. His hand moves over the fabric of her underwear and presses down, her head leaning back from his. He almost smirks, loving the feeling of her arching her back beneath him. When she says she loves him it catches him off guard and he almost freezes. He looks into her eyes, his own softening. “I love you too.” He mutters, his voice low.
Naya sighs in relief and returns to kissing him. “I don’t need to wait, I know this is right.” she says with a smile and pulling him close. She runs her hands down Grant’s sides again and tugging at his boxers. “I’ll always want you. Forever and always.” she murmurs, pulling away a bit to catch her breath. She lets out a moan into his ear as Grant moves to kiss her neck.
Grant smiles and feels Naya relax against him, leaning into him, their hips creating more friction. He feels her hands on his sides again and he leans forward, laying her down on the bed again, his mouth going to her neck. His one elbow propped him up while his other hand slides down her stomach, making lazy circles on her lower stomach. He dips his hand down further, skimming over the fabric of her underwear. His hand gravitates to her inner thigh, his touches light and teasing. His lips are still brushing over her neck, sucking softly and nipping from time to time.
Naya moans softly, wrapping one of her legs around his waist. “I want you so bad.” She groans, pulling him close and kissing him passionately. Her hands slide down and toy with the waistband if his boxers, looking up into Grant’s eyes. “Baby, I want this. But if you think we’re moving too fast, I understand. Just tell me.” Naya whispers, slightly nervous. The butterflies.in her stomach return as she waits for his response.
Grant kisses her back, one of his hands resting on the leg she now had hitched around his waist. A small sound came from the back of his throat as Naya’s hands drag down over his sides to the waistband of his boxers. She pulled back from him, and he could see nerves in her eyes as she murmured to him. He kissed her cheek and pushed some hair that had fallen in front of her eyes behind her ear. Grant looks into her eyes, their noses almost touching. The side of his mouth tugged up a little and he blinked a few times. “I just want you to be comfortable. We can wait, if you’d like. We don’t need to rush this.” He smiled a bit more and leaned in to kiss her again. “I’ll still want you this much tomorrow and the next day after that.”
Naya pouts a bit when Grant gets off the bed, but she bites down on her lips softly, yet again, this time though, checking him out. He had a really great body. Muscles, but not too much, just right. She smiles as he comes back wrapping her arms around his neck possessively. Naya kisses him, and grinds upwards into him. Making sure to press her body up against his.
Grant’s hands grip Naya’s thighs, his tongue and lips roughly moving against hers, feeling her body pressed flush to his. Her hips rolled into his and he groaned into her mouth, his own hips pressing into hers. Grant’s hands run over the top of her thighs to the insides, lightly skimming over the skin there. He watches her arch her back again slightly while he shifts his body and his mouth down. He kisses and drags his teeth lightly over the skin on her collarbone, murmuring into her chest. “Tell me what you want, baby.”
She lets out another soft moan as he kisses her neck, knowing that there would be marks later. Naya smiles as and bites her lip as Grant helps her with her dress. She nods to him, letting him slide it off her body and tossing it to the side. She kisses him wildly and passionately again, tangling her hands in Grant’s hair. She let’s their tongues wrestle while reaching for his belt buckle, undoing it.
Grant slides the dress up and off of her back, tossing it on the floor somewhere near them. Naya leans in and kisses him fiercely again, and he’s sighing as her hands tangle and tug at his hair. He felt her hands move from his hair to his lower stomach and reach for his belt buckle, her hands swiftly undoing it. He pushes himself off the bed for a second, bending his knees slightly and pushing his jeans down his legs. He steps out of them and walks back over to the bed, his eyes resting on Naya’s body. His jaw loosened and he leans in to kiss her, whispering how beautiful she is, his hands on her thighs.
Naya smirks a bit when Grant hungrily pulls her lips back to his, getting more turned on by his roughness. She feels his bare chest, radiating heat and warmth and she pulls him closer. “Im so lucky.” she murmurs in between kisses, still not believing all of this was happening. Naya reaches for the zipper of her dress, fumbling with it a bit. Grant was distracting her by kissing her neck and she moans, “Oh Grant…” softly.
Grant’s lips are still moving against hers when he leans up and pulls her with him so she can reach the zipper of her dress. He breaks from her lips and his mouth goes to her neck, pressing kisses there, his teeth nipping softly from time to time. He chuckles against her skin when she fumbles with her zipper, struggling. He reaches behind her and grabs it, sliding it down smoothly and slowly, still grinning against her neck and dragging his lips over it. He leans back and his hands go to her hips and sides slowly bunching up her dress at the sides and sliding it up her hips.
He gently presses their foreheads together, their lips almost touching and his breath ghosting over her mouth. His darkened eyes meet hers and he looks at her for few moments, his breathing shallow before leaning in and kissing her again, his hands still playing with her dress on her hips, silently asking permission.
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Naya arches her back slightly into Grant, moaning softly. She’s turned on by everything he was doing, she pulls him closer and kisses him roughly and passionately, letting their tongues wrestle. “God you’re amazing.” Naya whispers, in Grant’s ear, nibbling on it a bit, before leaving a trail of kisses down his jaw and neck, sucking on it a bit and biting softly, leaving a red mark. She smirks a bit, looking into his eyes, “So everyone knows you’re mine.” she whispers.
They’re pressed flush together when she arches against him. He can almost feel her heartbeat against his chest and he continues kissing her, savoring the feeling of her lips on his and the way she moaned quietly into his mouth. His hands almost don’t know where to go first and he places them on her sides, parallel to her rib cage. He slowly drags them down to her lower hips, their tongues moving against each others and his teeth scraping over her bottom lip.
She pulls away slightly and whispers in his ear, her teeth grazing his lobe before she kisses down his neck and sucks on a small spot, biting. She muses lightly about ‘people knowing he’s hers’ and he instinctively lets out a quiet “God,” before he brought his hands to her neck and the side of her face, bringing her lips back to his. It was so possessive and hot and he groaned, the only thought in his head about how lucky he was.