Page 25 of The Arrangement

"Bottom." I found myself saying. "It's been a while, and I'd rather not have to do a lot of thinking this time around." A smile tugged at the side of his mouth as he tipped his head appraisingly. "Say no more."

For someone so big, Wolfe was graceful as he crawled over me, holding himself up so as not to crush me. His fingers came to grip my chin, tipping it back.

"I thought you said no kissing?" I hated the breathy way my voice came out. Smirking, he replied, "Not on the mouth, Clark."

He turned my head to the side, where I was looking directly into the lens of one of the cameras as he trailed his nose down my jaw before placing a small kiss below my ear. I wasn't proud of the gasp that left my mouth as Wolfe sucked lightly at the spot he had just kissed and then lavished it with his tongue.

I used this time to bring my hands to his sides, brushing my fingertipsalong the broad muscles and tattooed skin. A soft moan echoed in my ear, and I pressed myself up, my core already tightening. Fuck, I wasn't going to last long like this.

Wolfe found his way down to my breasts, where he pulled aside the cloth he found there. "Can I take it off?" He asked, his voice an octave deeper than usual, his pupils blown black. I nodded, and he moved back, giving me room to sit forward. As I went to undo the clasp, he swatted my hand away with a click of his tongue. "I know what I'm doing, Clark." With one hand, he deftly undid the clasp, and I closed my eyes as the fabric fell away, exposing me to him.

Wolfe didn't say a word as he laid me back down, one hand pinning my hip to the bed as he continued his track down my body.

"Fuck!" I gasped as his hot mouth closed around my right nipple, his tongue flicking against the sensitive nub. I felt him smile against my skin as Wolfe moved to the other, bestowing the same attention as he had with the right. I was soaked already, and I hated that he would know how good he was.

"Colors?" He whispered as he continued the path down to my navel, pausing at my belly button. I opened my eyes to look down at his huge body looming over mine with a mask hiked up to his nose.

"Fucking green, Wolfe." I moaned, and I closed my eyes before I could see the smirk spread across his face. Before I knew it, Wolfe's fingers were hooked in my panties, a questioning tug before I lifted my hips to allow the masked man to slip them down to my ankles.

"You're doing so good," Wolfe murmured, and I felt a jolt of pleasure race through me at the words. "Spread those legs for me."

And fuck me for doing it without a single thought. I had been so nervous about this part, this exposure to someone I barely knew when I'd only trusted one other before this.

My breathing was coming fast now as I lay before him, Wolfe's eyes drinking every inch of me in while his cock strained against his boxers, reminding me very suddenly about how big he actually was.

"Colors, Clark?”

My mind was racing so much that I could not process what he said, my fingers clenched in the duvet under the red lights. I opened mymouth to respond, but he interrupted by saying, "Water break? I'm already dehydrated, I swear." His voice was lighter, more like Quinn than Wolfe. He was giving me an out.

I nodded. "Yeah, water sounds good." He ignored the cameras and pulled his mask off, sweat-soaked dark hair curls illuminated by red lights as he pulled two water bottles off of the shelf and tossed me one.

I drank it gratefully, suddenly realizing how thirsty I was after all.

"Doing okay, Clark?" He asked, his chest heaving as he chugged the entire bottle. I nodded, my legs closed in front of me.

"It's just been a while, and I feel like I'm out of practice."

He shrugged, "You don't have to do anything. I got you. Besides, it's just rehearsal, remember?" I nodded and looked at his flagging erection, still a monster in his briefs.

Wolfe's eyes followed my direction, and his brows furrowed. "Nervous?"

I steeled my jaw and was about to spout off something witty but decided against it, instead remembering what he said about communication. "You're just…bigger than I've had before."

The man once again shrugged. "No worries, I'll get you ready, and if it's too much, we'll do something else."

I nodded, swallowing another drag of water before sitting it on the nightstand."Okay, I'm good. You?"

Wolfe nodded, taking a deep breath as his mask came over his eyes again, this time covering his whole face as he crawled towards me again. Taking my hips in his hands, he pulled me towards him, and I was embarrassed by the squeak that left my mouth.

"Commenters love it when the girl lifts my mask; just don't go above the middle of my nose," he instructed, now kneeling between my open legs and lifting his face towards me. I remembered that scene with Natalie. Placing my fingers on the side of the mask, I flipped it, rolling it just over his nose, allowing my finger to drag down, pulling on his lower lip. His head cocked to the side in surprise, and I bit my lip as he lowered his head to my hip bone, dragging his tongue over the dip as I fought for a full breath. His fingersbit into the curve of my ass as he lifted me, pressing my core towards his mouth.

"Can I eat you out, Clark?" Wolfe asked, nibbling the inside of my thigh as he did so.

"Yes, yes, um, green."

He chuckled darkly, and it took everything in me not to cum right there. We locked eyes right as he licked a broad strip from my opening to my clit.

My shoulders bowed off the bed, and his warm breath hit my center, his tongue tracing circles over the sensitive spot of me but not actually giving it the pressure I craved. My hands went to his head, my fingers grasping the mask but being careful not to tug it off as I lifted myself closer to him.

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