Page 2 of The Arrangement

He took me by surprise. I was so busy turning myself on, hotter and hotter, that I didn’t even notice him come closer. His growl sends tendrils of restless electricity buzzing across my skin as he licks my pussy, as his lips close around the swollen clit.

“YES… OH, don’t stop, don’t you dare fucking stop!”

“How can I stop when you taste this good?” he replies and goes down on me.

My pussy clenches tightly as he inserts a finger, then two, while constantly licking and pressing the tip of his tongue against my clit. It’s a repetitive motion, his fingers curling with every retreat, stimulating a heatwave that is likely to devastate me.

“You’re not gonna come until I tell you to come. You hear me?”

“Huh?…”

He stops, and I curse under my breath. My pussy is aching, begging for more, arousal trickling out and seeping into the sheets as I look down at him with wide, worried eyes.

“You’re not gonna come until I tell you to come,” he says again.

I have no choice but to do as I’m told, because he looks deadly serious, and this feels too good for me to let my pride get in the way. “Yes, sir.”

“Good girl,” he smirks and goes back to making me the happiest woman alive.

“OH, yes…” I hiss, unable to look away.

My hands are locked on my breasts, and I realize precisely how much I enjoy pinching as I feel the tension unfurling in my core. The tighter I grip them between my index and thumb, the tighter I clench around his fingers.

I can’t breathe anymore. So close to the edge as he finger-fucks me into sheer madness while sucking and licking my swollen nub, teasing it with his teeth, nipping. I’m close to another climax—and I fear I’ll fall apart at the seams when it comes.

“Not yet,” he says.

How the hell do I control myself?

Deep breath.

Deep breath, keep it together.

It’s damn near impossible, edging me on like this will drive me mad.

I’ll die unless… “I’ll die unless I comeee!” I’m compelled to voice my concern.

“You want to come, already?”

“Please, sir… Please, let me come…”

“Does it hurt?” he asks, relentless in his probing of my pussy, fingers thrusting, stretching, priming me for something extraordinary.

“It hurts so good,” I manage, pinching my nipples until it stings.

I’m so tight on the inside, I don’t know how much longer I can control this… this runaway train.

My entire body is overflowing, loaded with tension, and this tension needs to snap.

I need my release, now more than ever.

“Come for me,” he finally says. “You’ve suffered enough.”

His tongue goes on a rampage, eating my pussy like a savage as he shoves his fingers deeper.

He presses his other hand into my lower belly, while I continue working on my breasts, mercilessly disentangling myself from reality as I come… I come so hard, I gush like a fucking spring.

He groans with cruel pleasure as he licks me clean, as he drinks me in and squeezes every ripple of this mind-crushing orgasm.

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