Grayson Dolan Fanfiction Dirty Novels & Stories

He gripped Dylan by the neck and snarled, "Who gave you the nerve to touch my woman?" I didn't know whether he was too daunting or Dylan was too cowardly, but the latter peed himself in fright. "I-I've never touched Elisa, Mr. Gray!" In less than five minutes, he came clean about my asking him to help me lie to Neal back in the day. Neal looked at me when Dylan was done. I didn't know whether I was imagining things, but there seemed to be the slightest hint of a smile on his lips. He released Dylan, looking somewhat satisfied as he said, "Don't let me see you anymore, or I'll make you pay."

“What, no hug?” Grayson didn’t dignify that with a response. “Why are you here?” Dylan grinned. “Thought I’d check in. You’ve been unusually... domestic lately. Sunnydale’s not your usual haunt. You’ve been hiding out in that estate like some kind of lovesick ghost.” Grayson’s stare was flat. “Get to the point.” Dylan leaned in, eyes sharp now despite the lazy posture. “Word is, Grayson Moore’s gone soft.” “Watch your words,” Grayson warned.

I asked him. “Are you sleeping with that bastard?" he asked instead of answering my question. “That's none of your business Daniel, leave!" “Scarlett Brown you're mine OK. I don't know what is going on between you and that bastard but you need to stop before I—” "Before you what?!” Mr. Gray asked, walking inside. Both Daniel and I looked at him with shock. “Oh so you enjoy disturbing us huh?" Daniel asked, looking at Mr. Gray. "There's only one third will here Mr. Cross and that's you,” Mr. Gray replied before walking towards me.

Me: I'll be waiting for you when you get home Me: Naked Gray: ...really?? Me: All I can think about is riding you. The sensation of you inside me. Gray: Holy shit, Bird Dog! I just spit my drink all over Topher. Me: Surprised? Gray: Hell yeah! Excited too! Me: See you tonight. Love you! Gray: Love you too

"You can't keep pretending you're straight. You're mine, and I'm fμcking you good." I gasped, my hand flying to my mouth. My pu$$y clenched despite my shock. I had read about Grayson's shamelessness... the public sex, the lack of boundaries and all of that shit. But seeing it was different. The shameless sight suddenly dragged me back to four months ago. To Damian, how he fu¢ked me senseless in places like this. To the night Damian fucked my ass for the first time. I blinked back the tears quickly. "Mr. Grayson," I said, stepping forward. "I'm here. Can you focus for a fucking minute?"

Pushed my ass back against him. We sat there for minutes. Just grinding. Slow circles now. My pussy throbbed with each time it hit the ridge of his cock head. Juices escaped. Soaked my shorts. I could smell my own wetness. Sweet and musky. Daddy's other hand moved up my thigh. Squeezed soft skin. Moved up higher. Fingers touched the edge of my shorts. "Riley." he growled. Voice rough. He was addicted. I knew it.

I’m furious, but I also know I need to pull it together. Grayson looks just as pissed. I can see it in the fire blazing in his eyes. “What did you do? Please tell me you have his balls stuffed in your purse.” “I introduced myself and told him to make sure he was clean before coming back to our bed. Oh—and I reminded him that he needed to get me pregnant if he didn’t want to deal with the Don,” I say, rolling my eyes. Grayson tries to hold back his laughter, but it twists his face into some weird expressions. Eventually, he can’t contain it anymore and bursts out laughing. “Did you actually say she was dirty? In front of the entire restaurant, God, and everyone?”

It was a private joke that I kept to myself. Grayson smirked and whispered in my ear. “I’ll let you shave me if I can shave you.” He bounced his gaze to my nether region. I pulled him down for another kiss. “You’re so dirty and I love it.” I grinned. It would save me a chore if he kept his end of the bargain. “You’re the only woman who stars in my filthy mind.” He shot me a flirty wink. That acted like a stick of TNT, blowing my ovaries to smithereens. The temperature in the room became too hot to handle, boiling my pussy to combustion level. I needed to step outside and cool off. So, I nudged past Grayson and bolted through the cabin door.

Flores meals are heavenly that is why I don't want to let her go. "So Mr. Dolan do you have a first name?" Erica asks out of the blue. "Yeah..Grayson"he replies her . "Okay cool.. Grayson I like it. So how old are your kids if I may ask"she asks again and I look at her bewildered. She gives me the 'if you won't ask I would " look. "You don't have answer that Mr. Dolan " I try to intervene but he laughs it off. "It is fine Jane. Well,I have two girls. Piper and Annalise. Piper is 9 years still in grade school and Annalise is 11 in middle school" he answers and I nearly choke on my water.

"Ah...it hurts...ahh..." Gray could only squeeze his shoulders, chest and auburn hair bouncing to the beat of his push. Then he lifted his hips high and pressed inside her as hard as he could. He pushed himself inside of her a few more times, then fell on the bed feeling guilty and spending it all. Gray Danvers took him in his arms and kissed him lightly on his sweaty face. One last day until Agasa returns... ___