《The shy boy from math class》Chapter 45| Best night of our lives II
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"I cannot wait to get out of this dress." I groan, taking off my heels. I open up my backpack and take out my makeup wipes. I set my bag and wipes in the bathroom then stand in front of the mirror by the door.
I admire my long green dress on me, swaying from side to side. Will I ever wear this again? Probably not.
"Admiring yourself?" Grayson smirks as he takes off his tux.
I nod, "I think I should donate this dress. It's not like I'll ever wear it again."
"I'm going to uh freshen up real quick," I tell him before stepping into the bathroom. I lock the door behind me and zip out of my dress.
I take the bra and underwear out of my bag and lay them out. I take off my nude-colored bra and underwear and switch into the red set.
"Holy moly," I whisper when I finally look at myself.
It's my first time looking at myself in this. The red looks amazing on my skin and it makes my breasts look bigger.
I take off most of my makeup, only leaving a little bit on. I release my hair from its bun, noticing the white robe on the hook. Perfect. I smile to myself and flip my hair around until I like how it looks.
I grab the robe from the hook and put it on. I spray a bit of perfume on me before taking a deep breath. This is really about to happen.
I slowly open the door and quickly peak out my head. Grayson also bought a bag with spare clothes. He's roaming through the bag and only has his button-up shirts and pants.
I take another deep breath which doesn't help. My heart is beating out of my chest right now.
I slowly make my way over to Grayson trying to act as seductive as possible. Instead, it probably looks like I have a limp.
He glanced over at me then back at his bag. He looks back up at me and I can hear him gulp. "W-Whats this?"
"It's your first time too and I wanted to make it special not just for me." I softly say.
He lets go of the bag in his hand, gulping, trying not to look at the open slit of the robe.
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I pull on the robe's belt, feeling the loose knot come undone. The cool breeze hits my body as the robe becomes undone.
Grayson gulps again, this time he's slowly turning pink. I gently push him to sit down on the couch, pulling the robe off of me completely.
I hover over his legs, resting my legs on each side of him. I cup his face with my hands, pulling his face close to mine. Our kiss starts off soft but I know he's trying his best to contain himself.
He's hesitant to even place his hands on my bare body. I take his hands, placing them on my hips, without breaking our kiss.
Our breathing starts to become heavier and our kiss becomes rougher. His lips feel hot against mine. A perfect mixture of hot and cold. He gently bites down on my bottom lip, making my insides burn even more.
He starts kissing down my neck, gently sucking on certain places. My heart starts to pound even faster as he starts trailing down to my breasts. I feel myself almost panting for air when his hot lips kiss my chest.
"Let's" a moan nearly escapes my lips as he kisses my sweet spot on my neck. "-go to bed."
"Are you sure?" He asks, making his way back to my lips.
He placed his hands under my thighs, lifting me up with him. I wrap my legs around his waist as he sets me down on the bed.
As our lips collide I trail my hands down to his shirt, pulling the buttons open. He tosses his shirt aside to expose his bare chest.
"Have you been working out?" I ask as he plants kisses on my neck.
"A little." He breathes out.
We start kissing again and I start to fumble with his belt. He slides it off and I tug down at his pants.
"Wait," I gently push him off. I balance myself in my elbows, taking a second to catch my breath.
"You want me to stop? We can stop. We can just go to sleep or I'll dr-"
"A condom." I pant. "Do you even have one?"
He picks up his pants, digging his hand into one of the pockets. He pulls something out then holds out a row of condom packets.
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"We're only doing this once." My eyes nearly widen as I follow the row of the small packets.
"Well next time we won't need to worry." He smirks.
"How'd you get them on such a short noti-"
"Everett hooked it up." He slightly grins.
"And you two are the same...size?"
"He had a buddy drop them off," He tears a packet off the row, setting the rest aside. "I promise everything is fine, Sel."
I anxiously watch as he rolls on the condom, my heart beating faster by the second.
He hovers me again, this time we're both in between the sheets. He places himself in between my legs and is gentle not to do anything yet.
Genevieve always teased about Grayson and I's first time. I never imagined it to be in a hotel room in the city that's nearly half an hour away from home. But yet again, no one can interrupt us.
His tongue teases mine, making me lightly moan into the kiss. He moves his hands to my back which makes me arch my back in response. He unclasps my bra, tossing it to the floor. If I didn't want him so bad right now I would've scolded him for tossing the expensive bra on the floor.
He hasn't seen my braless before and I don't remember it until after he takes my bra off. He senses my bit of doubt and whispers, "You look beautiful no matter what, Selena."
I cup his cheek with my hand, looking into his green eyes. "I love you." I smile.
"And I love you." He smiles back.
I look down at us, sucking in a breath.
"Are you sure you want us to do this?" He asks with hints of worry in his voice.
I lightly gulp, "Y-Yes, you?"
He nods and roams his hands down to my underwear. I think the knot in my stomach has gotten tighter by every second. I try not to react too much to him sliding off my underwear. If I even seem a bit unsure he'll stop right now.
He comes back up to me, planting kisses all over me.
Part of me is scared about the pain everyone talks about but the other part of me is sort of excited. The connection I feel with Grayson is something I've never felt before. I can trust him with anything and I know he'll never judge me for anything.
I feel the silky feeling of the condom brush against me, sending chills all over my body. I suck in another deep breath as I feel him inside of me.
I bite on the inside of my cheek as the uncomfortable feeling sets in.
"Are you okay?" His voice nearly comes out as a whisper.
If I speak I feel like I'd cry out in pain. "Yep." I breathe out.
He starts to move, making me tighten my grip on his arm. "Just" I gulp again at the foreign feeling, "-just go slow."
He slowly moves in and out of me, every thrust slowly starting to feel less and less painful.
"Are you doing okay?" He pants.
"Yes." I kiss his cheek.
His heavy breathing progresses into pants and then faint moans and groans.
The uncomfortable feeling is still there but it's not as bad as it was a minute ago. Seeing Grayson in this state brings more chills and more hot feelings inside me.
He starts to clench his jaw, and screws his eyes shut. He curses under his breath before letting out a deep groan. He lets out almost like a sigh, nearly collapsing on top of me.
He removes himself out of me, moving over next to me. I pull the sheets to my chest and take a deep breath to recollect myself.
"I love you." He breathes out.
I turn to my side, half smiling at him. "How was that for you?"
"Best feeling ever." He turns to his side so we're both facing each other. "How about you? You feeling okay?"
"I'm afraid to get up but I need to go pee." I sigh. "But I'll get better over time."
"Don't say that. You were amazing, Sel." He reassures me.
I take another deep breath, slowly lifting myself. I guess I should've taken off the robe closer to the bed. I look around to see if I can find anything. My pj's are in the bathroom and the only thing near is my bra. I take one of the many sheets and cover myself like I would with a bath towel.
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