Page 16 of The Arrangement

“Are you kidding?”

He grins. “Then ask me nicely. Very, very nicely.”

“Please?” I don’t know what else to say.

He snorts and grins, as if more amused than anything else. “You’re going to have to do better than that.”

My eyes flick down to his cock, the pleasure of the vibrator back in the real world driving me crazy. “Pretty please?”

Another snort of amusement. He steps forward, his thickness bouncing with each stride. When he’s close, looming over me, his cock only inches from my face, he leans down and takes my face into his hand from underneath.

“Better than that.”

I lick my lips, the effect his command is having on me surprising me. And I love it.

“Please give me your cock.”

“Please give me your cock what?”

It hits me what he wants.

“Sir.”

“Good girl.”

He pounces to me. His hands go to my wrists, pinning me down. Maksim is massive on top of me, his muscular body huge, blocking out everything else. I want him so badly I can’t even stand it. I wrap my legs around him, pulling him close, guiding him inside.

He enters me with total ease, thrusting into me over and over again.

Back in the real world I’m thrashing around, moaning his name, holding the vibrator in place, imagining him driving into me again and again and again until…

“Mak-siiiim!” I almost scream his name.

The orgasm rips through my body, heat spreading outward and making me feel like I’ve lit up. I hold the toy in place, coaxing every last drop of delight out of the fantasy.

When I’m done, I flick off the vibrator and let it drop onto the bed, my arms and legs plopping onto the mattress. I’m totally spent.

The fantasy’s over, and reality’s returned. I can't help but wonder if I've seriously overplayed my hand this time. Going to dinner with a guy like him—have I just opened Pandora's box?

Chapter 9

Maksim

In my study, scotch in hand, I watch the fire. Tonight, Adelina's at her grandparents', giving me a rare moment alone.

Tiffany, my stepmother, is a complex figure. She's great with Adelina, and for that, I'm thankful. But between us, there's always been tension. She sees me as a threat to Aleksey, her own son. It's clear I'm not her favorite person, but as long as she's good to my daughter, I can live with that.

The flames flicker, pulling my thoughts to Tory. Clearing her debt was a move against my usual play, driven by something I can't quite nail down. My father won’t be happy to hear what I’ve done. It's a risk, stepping out of the shadows for something personal.

I've always played it safe, sticking to the shadows where I thrive. But with Tory, it's different. There's a pull there, something that's got me stepping into uncharted territory.

In this life, you don't get many chances at something genuine. I'm willing to take this one, see where it leads.

I settle behind the study desk and boot up my laptop. There's this twist in my gut, a hint of being a stalker, as I pull up the app connected to the camera in Tory’s office. With her debt wiped clean, I've got no business keeping tabs on her like this. The right move is to disconnect the camera, cut the tie.

But I can't bring myself to do it.

I catch a bit of conversation between her and Ty, who’s speaking in animated tones and waving his hands around. The sound’s off, so I can’t hear what they’re saying – it’s likely not important. Tory steps out, leaving the office empty for a spell before she comes back. I adjust the volume, turning it up.

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